I remember the Versk build Rick. It was the epitome of working with what you had in the space available and building a work of art. I recall that there was a rather good description of having to clean off his dryer after he spray painted his bike in the laundry room.
When I was building reproduction furniture and using antique wood to do it people who saw the furniture at antique shows would, it seems, assume that I had a workshop that rivaled Norm Abrams. The look on their faces when they stopped in to visit and saw what I worked with was priceless. Many of them were accomplished wood workers themselves with large shops.
In 2014 Silverbear and I stopped in to see Tinsmith in Maryland. Dan has since retired but he made colonial era reproduction lighting that wasn't really a reproduction as much as a continuation of the way it was made in the 1600 and 1700 hundreds. He did this out of his shop that had been his garage that was like stepping back in time to a shop of the era
. Virtually every tool was a hand operated antique and the lighting was cut out and formed and soldered by hand. If he hadn't said he made it I would have been sure it was original.
Dan and his wife Jackie attended many antique shows for and makers markets for many years. We got share show memories while we were there.
Most people would have had the metal cut in a big metal shop and worked from there but not Dan. Hand made was handmade and Dan wasn't about to compromise.
His bike was built with the same care and reviled his lighting for attention to detail.
So many excellent bikes have been built and displayed here on the forum. Built in basements, garages, spare rooms and back yards in all manner of weather with the tools and funds available. Each was was guided by the builders vision of what it should look like and the vision guided their hands.
Rick, thank you for the heartfelt offer. I'd love to hoist a pint with you as well but unfortunately that is a vague memory as well other than very special occasions and people over the years and that's ended with age and health.
A very large tea cup, black with honey has to suffice now. Leaning on the bed of a pickup watching the sun rise with a cup of tea in my hand doesn't have the same soul moving experience that tossing yet another empty beer can into the pile in the back of truck did but the memories are fresh as ever. The world moved in a much better orbit after those gatherings as it's problems were solved.
Going to be a bit more slow going for a week or so. House is full of flue victims and it's finally found me but so far it's just a bad cold.
Steve.