Greetings to all in the year of our Lord, 2019
The Arctic has been persistent, and a bit sadistic, with its blast of sub-zero temperatures; and with a blow the wind chill is frightening. And the snow is getting a bit deep, too. But I can’t complain – I’m here by choice, and it’s too cold to ride out!
So, in times like these I tinker, which this year amounted to a restoration of the Fat Boy. It rolls strong into the 2nd 100 K miles.
While the temperature plunged and the wind howled, my little electric heater was little more than moral support in my unheated garage while I finished off the latest restoration to the Fat Boy. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with the wheels, but I sanded and filed, and sanded and filed, then Tom painted, and I polished and buffed. The reflections are as dazzling as I expected. It’s painted for posterity, because one day it will be titled to the National Park Service as a donation to the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, aka The Wall.
Note the little wreath next to 2019 – that signifies the great honor I’ll have when we arrive in Washington D.C. on Memorial Day weekend, which is to place a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknowns. I’ll cherish that memory.
I was honored with the Best Bagger award at the J & P Ultimate Bike Show during the Mpls Progressive International Motorcycle Show. Tony, who rides across the country to distribute donations to Gold Star Families invited me to join him on a 2 1/2 month ride this summer. I’d love to experience that with him, and will give serious thought to it. But first, I have the expenses for my annual NVAR (click on the NVAO link to the right), and I’d need to sell more books.
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Thank You & Never Forget