Thursday, January 26, 2012

Vist to merc Johns in riverside, ca


Got lucky enough to look around the backyard of merc John today and immediately was blessed with this bad ass truck. Now I gotta get off my ass and get to work on ol' orange


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Thursday, December 15, 2011

House down by the ocean


One of my favorite homes. Getting reaquainted with san diego. Even made some time to stop by the hot rod havoc world headquarters and see what Arie has been up to and lunch at Tinas deli.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Lost in texas




Lately I have been seeing more of the us, in particular Austin, Tx. I found that Austin is quite a fun city. From seeing Muder city devils and slayer to wondering how the sword got stuck in the ceiling. Beside the sword also wondering where four cases of wine came from. A diverse little city with a character all its own. Found a little spot to hideout called "yellow jacket social club" full of bearded hipsters ridin bicycles. Finally spotted some motorcycles saving the day. Welded on tailsection and matching firestones caught my eye on this little honda.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Projects everywhere


Another hemet hero another project. Coffeys find make him an offer he cant refuse.

Friday, September 30, 2011

New shoes


Got actual front brakes relined. Courtesy of L & M Friction in Riverside, Ca. Now if only I could find the rest of the parts.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Goodbye for another great one.


Jim Bouchard, devoted husband, father, and so much more. Attended his services and was reminded of his quick wit and penchant for handing out nicknames to those he liked. Great friend of my moms. He always called me "rusty" which years ago I never got till my mom explained it wasn't bad, I just had red hair. You will b missed greatly. This was his bitchin' car that could always be seen cruisng the streets of Helltown. The streets of heaven will never be the same.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Bob and the stock 750


While doin' a little pub crawl last weekend I got to meet Bob. As I pulled in to O'sullivans irish pub here in Helltown I was asked if that was a 750. Then the 60 something guy told me he was going to drop off his dad who must have been at least eighty. 10 minutes later Bob shows back up to the pub on his stock 75' cb750, bitchin' stock bike with a cool tail section. We hada couple beers then we left he bar for a little put. Thinking bob was gonna ride with us we headed out the way he suggested but when we made the turn to head to the next spot Bob kept going. Nice to meet you Bob maybe next time.