This bike was in one of the recent issues of Dice Magazine as well - I think issue 34?
Check it out -
6 years ago
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Texas Jeff's Chop
Sweet chop owned by my friend Jeff down in the Dallas area. Really cool guy and one bad bike that he brought up for the Love Thy Chopper show here in Denver this past June. With bikes like this, and more, LTC is getting better and better each year.
This bike was in one of the recent issues of Dice Magazine as well - I think issue 34?
Check it out -
This bike was in one of the recent issues of Dice Magazine as well - I think issue 34?
Check it out -
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Wrenchin'
Pictures from the Cannonball Run stop this past September in Clovis, NM.
These guys were from Wisconsin Rapids, a city in Wisco next to my hometown. The guy on the right is Bill Rodencal, a Harley-Davidson Museum Motorcycle Restorer/Conservator - And who was sponsoring these guys?...
My hometown Brewery... I grew up about 8 blocks away from this Brewery, so I caused a lot of trouble tearing around this establishment/neighborhood on my bmx - not to mention how many Blue-Bullets(Point Special Lagers) I've put down throughout my lifetime.
Since their number was 33, Point Beer gave them 33 cases of Point Special for their trek across the USA.
Being so far from Wisconsin, it was good to see something from back home.
These guys were from Wisconsin Rapids, a city in Wisco next to my hometown. The guy on the right is Bill Rodencal, a Harley-Davidson Museum Motorcycle Restorer/Conservator - And who was sponsoring these guys?...
My hometown Brewery... I grew up about 8 blocks away from this Brewery, so I caused a lot of trouble tearing around this establishment/neighborhood on my bmx - not to mention how many Blue-Bullets(Point Special Lagers) I've put down throughout my lifetime.
Since their number was 33, Point Beer gave them 33 cases of Point Special for their trek across the USA.
Being so far from Wisconsin, it was good to see something from back home.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Mustang Tank Mounting -
Before my long trip down to Austin, TX and back, I ordered a new 3.5 gallon mustang gas tank to mount up on my chop. Before this, I would strap 3 MSR 33oz. gas canisters to my sissy bar - either waiting to run out or pulling over if I knew I wasn't going to make it on certain stretches. On most stretches with my 2.2 mustang tank, I could make it roughly 75-85 miles. On my way out to L.A. for the Born Free 2, I made it 62 miles before I ran out around Beaver, UT. The wind was hitting me at about 40 mph from the front and I was hauling ass, both which killed my mpg. I love smaller tanks, they look great, but aren't too handy if you take big trips.
I didn't have to do much to this tank to get it set on my backbone, but here's the story anyway...
Bareback
After cutting and smoothing off the original front mount, I made a set of mounting tabs to be welded into the tank's tunnel - cutting, drilling, and cleaning them.
Since the 3.5 has a similar back mount and the tank is the same length as my 2.2, to mount up the back I only had to open up the bolt-hole to fit a rubber grommet in it. After bolting up the back mount, I set the front up to the desired height - Rich and I usually use wooden pieces to space parts in situations like this.
I set the tank up a little higher on the backbone for both the look as well as to make the mounting tabs run flush with the bottom curve of the tank. It's more of the little details that I pick up from working with Rich.
I set the tabs up as needed and marked the inside of the tunnel.
After marking the placement of the tabs in the tunnel with the tank on the backbone, I took the tank off and placed the tabs up in the tunnel - using small magnets to hold them in place when I tacked them on.
I MIG welded the tabs on the inside of the tunnel, then Rich TIG welded the outside. After welding the tabs in place, I sanded the entire tank to rough it up before priming - using a scotch-brite pad on the inside of the tunnel.
Taped up the filler neck and bungs, then sprayed it down with primer a couple times - using a little too much in the process.
No muff too tough...
Placed some rubber padding in-between the mounts and backbone when I bolted it up. Hooked up the fuel lines and... done. Picture of the finished product before leaving for Texas.
I didn't have to do much to this tank to get it set on my backbone, but here's the story anyway...
Bareback
After cutting and smoothing off the original front mount, I made a set of mounting tabs to be welded into the tank's tunnel - cutting, drilling, and cleaning them.
Since the 3.5 has a similar back mount and the tank is the same length as my 2.2, to mount up the back I only had to open up the bolt-hole to fit a rubber grommet in it. After bolting up the back mount, I set the front up to the desired height - Rich and I usually use wooden pieces to space parts in situations like this.
I set the tank up a little higher on the backbone for both the look as well as to make the mounting tabs run flush with the bottom curve of the tank. It's more of the little details that I pick up from working with Rich.
I set the tabs up as needed and marked the inside of the tunnel.
After marking the placement of the tabs in the tunnel with the tank on the backbone, I took the tank off and placed the tabs up in the tunnel - using small magnets to hold them in place when I tacked them on.
I MIG welded the tabs on the inside of the tunnel, then Rich TIG welded the outside. After welding the tabs in place, I sanded the entire tank to rough it up before priming - using a scotch-brite pad on the inside of the tunnel.
Taped up the filler neck and bungs, then sprayed it down with primer a couple times - using a little too much in the process.
No muff too tough...
Placed some rubber padding in-between the mounts and backbone when I bolted it up. Hooked up the fuel lines and... done. Picture of the finished product before leaving for Texas.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Titty Twister
Great movie, unforgettable scene. Ahhhh, Salma...
Pretty sure I ran across a place or two like this coming home on one of my trips this past year...
I enjoy the run-down, shit-hole saloons you come across in the middle of nowhere. You know, the places that don't scream chain, or even neighborhood bar - scary, blue-collar joints that most stay away from. They're usually bad ass spots that go unnoticed. Sure, they smell bad, have graffiti all over the walls, and don't have doors to their toilets - but that's what makes em' so damn unique.
Ask for a fruity shot, they'll give you whiskey. Ask for a martini, they'll hand you an Old Style.
Pretty sure I ran across a place or two like this coming home on one of my trips this past year...
I enjoy the run-down, shit-hole saloons you come across in the middle of nowhere. You know, the places that don't scream chain, or even neighborhood bar - scary, blue-collar joints that most stay away from. They're usually bad ass spots that go unnoticed. Sure, they smell bad, have graffiti all over the walls, and don't have doors to their toilets - but that's what makes em' so damn unique.
Ask for a fruity shot, they'll give you whiskey. Ask for a martini, they'll hand you an Old Style.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Adios Amigo
Well, I'm saying goodbye to P-Funk.
Tearing it down and putting things in place to rebuild it into a different mileage monster that its been for me the past couple years. I've cranked out a good 20,000+ on it, riding it for thousands of miles in every direction from the city of Denver and the Rocky Mountain Range.
That Evo is one hell of an engine - I don't care if some guys only take notice in Knucks, Pans, and Shovels - it's been pretty damn bulletproof and I'm not putting it to rest anytime soon. For two good seasons I've been tearing around on it, raising hell and riding the crap out of it - adjusting, fixing, and checking things on it as I went along.
But, it's time for a change and I need to get my hands dirty this winter without spending an ass-load of cash. So, the Chop is getting a makeover. Ideas are being spit out left and right, but when it's all said and done, I know I'll be proud of the finished product no matter what I finally decide on.
I've always been into art. With all of the riding/traveling I do 10 months out of the year, it's hard to get in and use my creative side. I've been drawing and coming up with ideas to keep me busy, but it's in the shop where I can put these ideas to work... It's been too long.
When the weather chills and the snow starts falling in the Rockies, it's shop time. Time to grind, cut, weld, put together-take apart-put together-take apart, so on and so on....
It's blood, cuts, grease and grime. It's idea overload and the creation of something new, something that's mine. It's the idea of what's to come and how much use I'll get out of it this coming spring, summer, and fall.
Saying goodbye can be a bitch sometimes...
Tearing it down and putting things in place to rebuild it into a different mileage monster that its been for me the past couple years. I've cranked out a good 20,000+ on it, riding it for thousands of miles in every direction from the city of Denver and the Rocky Mountain Range.
That Evo is one hell of an engine - I don't care if some guys only take notice in Knucks, Pans, and Shovels - it's been pretty damn bulletproof and I'm not putting it to rest anytime soon. For two good seasons I've been tearing around on it, raising hell and riding the crap out of it - adjusting, fixing, and checking things on it as I went along.
But, it's time for a change and I need to get my hands dirty this winter without spending an ass-load of cash. So, the Chop is getting a makeover. Ideas are being spit out left and right, but when it's all said and done, I know I'll be proud of the finished product no matter what I finally decide on.
I've always been into art. With all of the riding/traveling I do 10 months out of the year, it's hard to get in and use my creative side. I've been drawing and coming up with ideas to keep me busy, but it's in the shop where I can put these ideas to work... It's been too long.
When the weather chills and the snow starts falling in the Rockies, it's shop time. Time to grind, cut, weld, put together-take apart-put together-take apart, so on and so on....
It's blood, cuts, grease and grime. It's idea overload and the creation of something new, something that's mine. It's the idea of what's to come and how much use I'll get out of it this coming spring, summer, and fall.
Saying goodbye can be a bitch sometimes...
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