Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Burning the midnight oil...


I really love my shop, people who dont ride motorcycles will never understand the enjoyment we get from just being in an old work space.  Not to get all poetic, but the smells of the old wooden panels, oil, fuel, paint,  a freshly started motor...it all just seems to make sense of this crazy life and why we do what we do, so we can do what we love.

3 comments:

MUERTE H.C. said...

your forgot the smell a new set of pipes gives off burning in, the choke of

MUERTE H.C. said...

I mean the monoxide choke or running that fresh motor at 2 am!

luke said...

fo sho. saw your link on craigs page today. thought id drop by and say yo.

luke aka fivepointink