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.

Sunday

Pieces of the Pie - Rubber

It has been almost a month since I have made any progress on the bike. Mostly old paint removal, general scrubbing here and there, a little poking and prodding, but no major milestones. The 9-5 grind, finding time to surf, socialize and keeping the better-half happy leaves little time to dive deep into any mechanical undertakings.... I really only have 2-major steps left to do, motor-wise... but I'll get to that in another post when I recap all the progress.


I recently ordered and just received new set of vintage-looking tires from some dude in Thailand. It was quite difficult to find the right size rubbers for these little Japanese bikes, everything was either too big or too wide (insert pun here). Even more difficult was removing the old tires without tire irons. Yes, I removed a tire unaided by the one simple tool that makes this task so quick and easy. Yet, it took me a frustrating 20 minutes, which ultimately had me sawing the rubber through with a hack-saw and pulling it off with my teeth (not really, but that's how I felt). Don't judge me. I did what needed to be done with what I had. So at least now I don't have dry-rotted, cracked tires. I do feel bad for adding to this pile though...


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