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.

Saturday

iLikeDisBike - The Piano Man's Toys

I will be the first to admit that my real job is pretty boring, frustrating, underpaying and not fulfilling. Yes I make the conscience decision to get up 5-days a week and spend 8-hours of my day in a windowless dungeon, deep in the bowels of a luxury ocean front hotel... However the occasional perk does surface. I have met a lot of famous interesting people, stayed at some amazing hotels for free, became good friends with the certifiably insane Gary Busey and most recently got a private viewing of a few of Mr. Billy Joel's motorcycle collection. I guess the Piano Man travels with a few choice bikes and has a 2-man team that keep them under watchful eye and polish every surface with a diaper. 2 Harleys, a Moto Guzzi, a Royal Enfield and my personal favorite, a beautiful Triumph Bonneville T100. These were some of the nicest looking vintage bikes I have ever seen. Must be nice... Definitely won't be riding any of those soon if I stay in this job any longer. Maybe I should have stuck out those piano lessons when I was 10.

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