We’ll that ended pretty abruptly, didn’t it? The last post on this thread was back in September of 2017 and here we are in 2022. A lot of water has passed under the bridge in the time between. I’ve been reading in the Indian Tadpole thread and came to the point where I split it off into this thread as it was confusing to people with two different Indian inspired builds going in different directions… and to keep some continuity for myself I came over to this one and read it through today. Tomorrow I’ll back to the tadpole thread to catch up on Steve’s build. It was a real trip down memory lane today remaining me of things I had forgotten and giving an opportunity to once again spend some time with old friends.
I particularly enjoyed following along on the construction of Tinsmith’s wonderful copper gas tank and pictured in my mind conversations we had in his shop as a fire burned in the wood stove, interupted now and then by one of the dogs wanting someone to play fetch with. Do some work and then break for lunch and story telling with a nice meal prepared by his wife Jackie. We all of us looked forward to Saturdays and although we usually just worked for a couple of hours it was always productive and a learning experience for me. I have said before that the best parts of this build were due to the skill and artistry of Dan and Steve and that their fingerprints are all over the bike.
People refer to this as my build, but it is as much my friends’ build… where would it be without Steve’s welding and understanding of the mechanical aspects of designing a machine for riding off into the sunset when all is done? Without their work that bike wouldn’t be anything like what you see. I can never thank them enough for their contribution and even more for their friendship. And of course there is another character in this story who did her part… Aaniimoosh the wonder dog. Sweet Miss Mooshie, my biker babe.
I particularly enjoyed following along on the construction of Tinsmith’s wonderful copper gas tank and pictured in my mind conversations we had in his shop as a fire burned in the wood stove, interupted now and then by one of the dogs wanting someone to play fetch with. Do some work and then break for lunch and story telling with a nice meal prepared by his wife Jackie. We all of us looked forward to Saturdays and although we usually just worked for a couple of hours it was always productive and a learning experience for me. I have said before that the best parts of this build were due to the skill and artistry of Dan and Steve and that their fingerprints are all over the bike.
People refer to this as my build, but it is as much my friends’ build… where would it be without Steve’s welding and understanding of the mechanical aspects of designing a machine for riding off into the sunset when all is done? Without their work that bike wouldn’t be anything like what you see. I can never thank them enough for their contribution and even more for their friendship. And of course there is another character in this story who did her part… Aaniimoosh the wonder dog. Sweet Miss Mooshie, my biker babe.