We all like metal and whisky. Livin hard and chasin down hell.

I know handle bars are pretty cheep , that's I why it's never been a big deal buying them. 

But unless you get to hold em in your grubby mitts and sit on the bike ( pretending your sat on an empty road in the baking sun ) then buying online is a bit hit and miss.

So I bought some 1" stainless tube . Cut a ply former . Filled the tube with sand. Heated the bar till chery red . Then bent a gentle curve . 

It was then a quick blast to My mates workshop . " hello Dave" where I used his mitre saw to cut some angles. 

A bit of grinding and welding later and....

DINGDANGDOO. A lovely set of bars. 

I'm right chuffed and they are even and level. 

Bloody result. 

I'm gunna cut em to length later . 

I took my rusty wheel rim and had it powder coated . 

I'm not sure why I chose white ( I'm a grubby fecker that hates cleaning ) but at least it will look nice once. 

Then I got a few spokes , to replace the ones I broke dismantling it, and a set of shiney nipples. 

Then rebuilt it twice , as I got it wrong the first time. Blame it on the beer. 

Gripping the reins of destruction , Made of steel in his hands. Holder of forces immortal, slaughtering all in his path.

I had a lovely day on Sat latheing away at my friends house . 

He cut a hole in my allooominummm plate and I machined up the axle / spacer type thingamy that fits in the plate and fits in the bearing which sits in the front sprocket. Now I just need some bolts the right length and maybe a few groovey speed holes in the plate and BINGOBANGO one outrigger. 

I also managed to tack some bits to the frame to hold the rear brake master cylinder and threw on a set of bars that I found kicking around ( just to get an idea of shape and length and aesthetics ) they ain't the right diameter but I do think that it's kind of in the right direction. 

I met a poet said she didn't like the smell of it , then took her cloths off in a restaurant for the hell of it. I met a Dj who lived in suclution, reality and sobriety were her only delusions.

Easy steps to make an outrigger support for the front sprocket. ( because the sprocket is 40mm further out , to clear the wide tyre, than it should be then I need a bearing to take the load off of the original engine bearing , other wise it will be knackered in no time.)

First I luckily got a bearing that "fits like a hand in a velvet glove"

Then . What's better than CAD Carboard Aided Design is if you have a bit of plastic. 

See through plastic is DA DA DAAAA . See through. So you can mark all the centres of the bolt holes.

Then I made it from metal and realised that even cleaning it up it will look a bit shit.

So I'm gunna make a wood template and get it cut from 10 mm alloooominumm. Then it will look Bobby Dazler.

These three long legged beauties are from the Instagram of shovelhead98austin 

I walk these streets with a loaded 6 string on my back, I play for keeps cud I might not make it back.( that was too easy. I'll make it trickier next time)

I've been in the shed today ( as you can expect) 

I tried to tick things off the list that keeps growing. 

I welded a lovely rack on the sissy bar, strengthened the mudguard that supports said Sissy bar. And started on the job that I have been putting off for so long. 

Cutting re-soldering and replacing the wiring harnes and mounting all the important thingamejigs. 

Unfortunately it's not a pan or shouvel head so there are quite a lot of Thingamejigs. 

I did make rather a smashing battery tray aswell . 

Unfortunately my phone is full of amazingly useful pictures so I had no memory to take any more. 

So here are some other photos instead.

Above is a bloody ace bike that Brad found whilst looking for picks of stoopid exhausts.

Lovely lady

Trike that is in the science museum

Mmmmmmmmmm

Last Wednesday I spent s lovely day wondering around London looking at cool stuff. 

I love cool stuff. It's so bloody cool. 

Abouve is the most amazing building. "The British Natural History Museum " 

Below is a lady enjoying coffee and a cake whilst every other fucker( except me ) is rushing around like headless chickens. 

I was standing on a corner of Winslow Arizona, when such a fine sight to see. There's a girl my lord in a flat bed Ford slowing down to take a look at me.

This weekend , apart from swearing at the rugby and watching a film about a bloke stuck on Mars, growing potatos in shit, I spent a happy few hours in the shed creating a fucking masterpiece. 

1st job was welding some brackets onto my GINORMOUSE sissy bar ( which look way better than my photography skills display) 

Then I covered my seat base in camping sleeping matts . Ready for some more skilled folk to dress it properly in the finest Otters pockets edged with the rearest ocelots gussets. 

Then when I was in the village the other day I spotted this killer bike. 

I could tell you who ownes it but I won't .