THE MOTOR-SURFER

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Documenting life during the first attempt at restoring a vintage motorcycle.

Similar to the zen -like feeling that is realized through surfing,
motorcycle repair can elevate the mind to a meditative state that eludes time and space...
Meaning I obsess over it, get frustrated, yell, laugh at myself and overall waste a lot of time.

Friday

Pieces of the Pie - Getting Tanked


I have come to the astute conclusion that the previous owner was an extremely indecisive person - Or the bike was owned by approximately 9-14 separate individuals, all who wanted Betty to sport their own color scheme. The tank most of the frame, wheels and engine block all looked like the ROYGBIV color spectrum as Danny & I peeled off layer after layer of spray paint. Finally gave up scrubbing with acetone and opted for industrial strength paint remover. Spraying recklessly over everything I managed to miss the tank completely and removed the top layer of skin from my arm... Feels like liquid fire - fun.

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