Foot Pegs!

 Finally got to make my mounts for the foot pegs. The bracket on the lower left is the original right side lower motor mount. I got the idea to copy that plate but extend it to the front middle motor mounts. I started with some cardboard templates and then cut the plates out with the plasma.

 Also needed to do a little heating and bending to reach the middle mounts.

 They're quite strong and sturdy. The pipe is tacked on to get an idea for the pegs. And the red tape? well, they're shin-catchers at the moment.

 Feels right! I can now start working towards making the new brake pedal and shifter.

Some Bikes I Just Can't Stop Staring At

I have a whole folder on my computer dedicated to wild machine. I also did a small write up on this bike almost a year ago here.

Old Foto Friday

Fresh paint!

Tomorrow

I'm pretty disappointed I cant make it this year. Last year was a blast and Mike is a great host. He was a big help with Strange Days last year so go show some support!

Early Old Foto Friday

Early as in 1969 and early as in its Thursday. I'm doing some traveling tomorrow and wont be able to post.

This is Elmer Ottens, the man who sold my dad his first Harley. The bike was stock when my dad bought it from Elmer and in a short time turned it into the bike pictured below. (Thanks to my Uncle Neil for the photo)

Elmer's son Neil.

And heres my dad, Joe.

And check out this pan in the same driveway. Mostly stock except for the apehangers and the bobbed rear fender.

Winter Is Starting To Get To Me

Some Pan updates from Ben

Ben got his heads back from getting rebuilt. Bead blast, fancy valve job, new springs, seals and retainers.

 No more white primer! The fender looks so good finally painted haha. 

Sidecar Sunday!

Old Foto Friday

Continuing with the early theme heres a few pans. My ol'mans sportster in its 2nd version. Next to it is Dave's pan.

This yellow bike was George's and came from West End Cycle on Belmont Ave. It was a bunch of parts thrown together with an extremely bad number job! 

Coil Brackets

I had a hard time figuring out where to mount my coils. The wires were too short to hide them anywhere far from the motor. At the same time I didn't want them draping over the motor like spaghetti coming from the battery box. With the coils mounted in almost their stock position, the wires will just drop down from under neath the tank. Clean and hidden. Sometimes keeping things stock isn't a bad thing!

Quick template and some 1/2 cold finished steel.

I first used a 1" hole saw to essentially fish-mouth the brackets for the frame. Yes, I thought of drilling once and making the 2nd piece on the opposite side. However I wanted to use the finished factory edge on top of each piece. I didnt have time to set up the mill to do this. All cuts were made on the band saw and filed quick.

I then drilled my holes for the coils to mount to.

 Should sit like so.... Yes the frame is getting badly rusty...

 I just mig welded it quick because I'm so short on time.

 All cleaned up and they do the job. Now I can make the back of the tanks. I'm going to have to dish the wall in slightly to clear the coils but everything will work out fine. Nice and clean.

Pothole Social Was A Blast!

Had a lot fun thanks to Walter and Guy at the Pothole Social! Despite making a wrong turn and nearly grenading the front end of the cop car in what was a seriously huge pothole/storm drain at the top of the hill of Essex st. Wouldn't be the pothole social now would it?!? The night was topped off with Joe winning the raffle jacket! So cool, thanks Guy and Walter! Unfortunately I didn't get to take any pics but Walter has a few up. The only 2 I have are thanks to Ana.

Good snap of Ed, the ol'man, and myself nerding out over Fritz's pan. 
And Francis is cute in nice little zipcar.... Sorry Rachel!

Old Foto Friday: More Early Stuff

Pictured are some friends of my ol'man riding up and down the street in front of his house. Its not the one pictured, the house is actually right behind the photographer. My ol'man grew up on Evergreen Ave, a dead end hill in North Haledon. I grew up on this street too until the age of 9. I wasn't old enough to be cruising on choppers but I did push my Kett Kar to the top of the hill and then coast down pulling the hand brake sliding into the gravel driveway. Anyway, enjoy the cool bikes.