Things happen to you and your primal nature tells you to kick their butt.. at least the southern form does but really, today it doesn’t work that way.  Still you have to get through that phase of acceptance before you can move on.  I think though we do ourselves an injustice by just letting a wrong go… after all, if you don’t continue to care what message does that  so each day that this issue with James lingers, I’m just going to plunk out “Hey James, give me a call” with the number of days I’ve been asking him to do this.  That way, you can see and maybe not let it die that we need to be vigil from carpetbaggers infiltrating our ranks for their own gain.  OK, that’s in an on to the rest of our lives we go:

Hey James, give me a call—–1

The weekend was filled with GMC fun for me.  Closing down Friday night I just had to take a pic of Ron’s coach.  We’re on it now finishing up some finals to step back and take a snapshot on where we are.  Let me show you this pic then describe what you can see:

  First, the body mold with the twin super bright LED side markers are on.  The top-to-bottom front slider windows are in, you can see the Ramco electric mirror, the new design bumper set we have, front wheels out due to the 1 ton front suspension, Original T skirts covering his quad bag rear suspension, those classic LTS Alcoa rims, new wiper set and blackout on all room components and the ladder/ rail too.  Original GMC motorhome colors right down to the orange tint in the stripe colors.  New original grill and headlight bezels MAN, this “restomod GMC 23 footer is going to be special!

Hey Cal, you’s will be there some day soon, right now with the DA and body work underway well, AOK II is lookin kinda rough   Kinda traumatic seeing like this…. as Foghorn Leghorn once said “Fortunately I have my feathas numbered… for just such an occasion”.

So Saturday was my day so I had the task of rounding up a good distributer to put back in Larry after sending my known good one overnight to save a gal broke down on the road.  Bubba at Scooters Auto Emporium said there was “sumpin” wrong with hers and trying to keep away from the on the road black hole I yanked Larry’s and sent it Pony Express fastest way.  They didn’t have any overnite AM where she was but it got there by 2pm…. I guess that’s the only time the mail plane lands out there…. but it got there, Bubba read my notes and got it in and she sprung that trap.

But now I need to get Larry going again, she’s gonna be away on a 3000 mile trip so I need to get Larry back on his feet.  With tools in hand I walked the yard looking for a suitable donor to yank a complete distributer.   Ahhhh here’s one that ran til we put her down  OUCH… right?  This soldier rear ended a flat bed truck… not going fast but the plastic front body took the hit so the best thing was to amputate.  Yep, that’s the firewall laying back on the front   How bout that, you cal look down at the firewall   Things really do come back to ya when you do good things, the coach had a set of those awesome pistol grip Springfield Ignitions plug wires and cap   A very nice set of custom made fire wires….. in southern vernacular….. Theys gonna be on MY motor soon!    And so Larry was rewarded for his selfless act   This is our produced 455 roller cam motor, our “Kryptonite Cam” profile, adjustable valve train, Flow benched carb with electric choke, blocked crossovers w/ SS plates, 3:55 Jim K. diff, manifold exhaust so I can test governors for rebuilds, insulated Telfon fuel hose, a Springfield oil fill elbow and now a Springfield plug wire set.  Larry is such a lucky boy….  And I look at myself as a lucky boy getting to play and have fun putting Larry back together.

So my fun wasn’t over….. Before I had this awesome Honda GL1000 muscle bike,   there was the other 1975 GL1000 that I had cared for over 25 years.  He locked up but being a member of my stable for so many years.  Finally succumbing it’s last iteration was as a Rat bike  That may be why her heart was broken but I needed to get her home…. and I needed Larry to get her there.  After getting him tuned up, I put him to work bringing the Rat Wing home.  Fits right in the back door  Strapped down we were ready for the ambulatory run   She got home and out onto the driveway courtesy of Larry and his soft touch   The old girl will live out her days under a tarp behind the shop at home where it will be there as my donor.    Good job my trusted servant…….

So I figured I’d make Sunday “my day” since I gave so much of Saturday away. 

Sunday morning started with a morning ride.  This may be boring to non riders but you would be surprise how getting wind on your knuckles helps your head   and man what a nice day   As Arlo once sang, ”  Iiiii don’t want a pickle…. just wanna ride on my motorcycle….”.

Coming back after a 40 mile scoot it’s now time for a nap.   Got a call rudely awaken me where I had to go down and get a coach out for a delivery     Hey, it’s not that bad having to ride over on the bike   So don’t feel bad for me and thanks Joe L. for making me stop that nap stuff and get back out and have fun.  This coach had some issues with a recently installed Manny tranny…. as it turned out, buzzed by China again….. you MUST know that by now most of our mechanical replacement parts are all made in China.  The vacuum modulator was bad out of the box….. go figure!  Joe called me when ha got home and said the ride was “5-by-5”.   Thanks Joe for letting us find the problem.

OK, that’s enough, as you can see, I’m back and hardly damaged from the recent crap.  Please do not let these Full Timer carpet baggers mess up our community… I trust you know what to do.

See ya tomorrow……

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