AHHHHHHHG...... Sorry guy's and gal's no pics at this time please. I HAVE A T....sort of. The wife and
my youngest son and I went up to Dawg's place today and picked up marks old T that he tried to grind a dear with. It was a mess but fortunately Mark is
doing much better than the bike. Any how, after a pleasant time just sitting around and talking we loaded the bike up onto the tailer. Not and easy task since
it won't roll with no front fork assembly. So we hoisted it up using a come a long and some man power. A little more chit chat and were gone. When we got
back to the house I was chomping at the bit so I stripped the most needed parts from the bike, namely the rear fender, bag mounts grab rails and yes the bags.
Then I started the process on my bike. Well now, let's try to make a long story short shall we? Needless to say it was a hot day and it took me several
hours of intensive wrenching with hand tools and sweety hands but I got it all onto my bike. Now I have a "kinda" T. WHUUPPIE...WHEW... You all
should have told me that a T is a heavy beast. You know that after all that hard work I wasn't going to just go into the house and clean up So, I fire this
bugger up and start backing it out of the shop. I can't tell you how many times I almost dropped this bag boy. You can definately tell that there is some
extra weight in the cabose now and that's with empty bags. I did use the shocks off of the doner just in case this should be... the...case(HMM). I'm
thinking that maybe they are set just a little to high 'cause I had to reach to keep my feet on the ground and that is the reason that I almost fell over
with it the first time I sat astride it.
I still have some work ahead of me but the most important part is done. I still need to take the exhaust off of Marks bike (I feel bad saying that) and the
wheels need to be transplanted as well but I may just have to wait 'till tomorrow HEHEHE, I'm just giddy with excitment. I think I wet myself.
Joel, Honorary T ridder.


to spend so much time and money on something as utilitarian as a motorcycle.
"course she thinks oxygen is a waste of breath. But I love her so if I shoot her it has to be a flesh wound. By the way, I NEED A CAMERA. You just
gotta' see what it looks like now. Before I got the parts I was going to paint the fender and bags to match my bike, but now that I see those black bags
with the chrome and the painted tank and front fender, some how it just works. I can't see myself having a full on black bike. It seems like every time I
turn around there's another one. You can't swing a dead cat at a Nun without hitting a black bike. And every body and their Aunts have complete
matching paint schemes, so I think I will keep it as is for now.




"We are different - yet we are the
same"