Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Sunday, June 2, 2013
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Wednesday, July 21, 2010
A long but wonderful week end
It was a long road trip week end with a total of about 2500 miles covered and two days of motorcycles, great people, good food, and wonderful times. As I mentioned the show was as successful as we could have hoped for but what was most exciting for Lynn and I was being able to tour Chabott and Falcon and then go out to dinner with Shinya, Ayu, Ian, and Amaryllis for a little pre-birthday celebration. Yah, I turn forty on Friday and I am looking forward to having a nice quiet night out with my sweet heart Lynn after having such a crazy past week end. In a few weeks, after AMD, I think we are going to be able to relax a bit more and have a nice gathering with friends and family.
I am surprised how quickly news of the Beezerker spread on the net. I have even seen a number of write ups over seas. I knew this bike was going to push the boundaries of motorcycle design but I did not expect such extremes. Those that appreciate it and get it really dig it but those that don't agree with my creation hate it with a passion. I am finding it all very exciting!



I am surprised how quickly news of the Beezerker spread on the net. I have even seen a number of write ups over seas. I knew this bike was going to push the boundaries of motorcycle design but I did not expect such extremes. Those that appreciate it and get it really dig it but those that don't agree with my creation hate it with a passion. I am finding it all very exciting!




Thursday, April 22, 2010
Down Time


It's much needed and there is little that I enjoy more than walking the kids down to the beach when we get home from a long day in the shop. Here is little Sophie down at Alki beach last night... we got there just in time to catch the sun set.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Vancouver 2010





It's been a very busy couple of weeks. My mom flew in from Cape Cod and we all drove up to the Vancouver Olympics for a couple of days. My second cousin is on the USA woman's hockey team. We got to see their third game which was against Finland. We kicked their butts and it was a great game to watch. Came back to Seattle and had a wonderful rest of the week with my mom... I miss you mom!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
East Coast vs. West Coast

It's been ten years since I packed up and moved here from the Boston area, more specifically, Cape Cod. East vs. West is a constant battle that plays out in my head. I love so many things about both places but with my roots in New England it's hard to resist the urge to move back. I know I can do my design and build thing anywhere... so, traveling to shows will be more involved if we are on the East Coast. Both my parents are retired and both are cancer survivors, a fact that reminds me that we are not invincible and our time here is limited. How much time do we have? How much time will we have together? I want to spend more time with them before I know the answer to those questions. This picture is from a trip to Cape Cod I took two years ago to visit my parents. It just reminds me of home.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
My little co-pilot



After the swap meet on Sunday I took the kids (dogs) to the shop to get some work done. This is Sophie on the way back home doing her best puppy impersonations. Little Sophie just loves to drive up front in the Jeep with me and is a constant source of amusement.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
My pops is the man...


and thanks to him I got the bug. Ever since I can remember I have been drawn to things with wheels. Skateboards, bikes, mini bikes, motorcycles, cars...
Back in the day he use to scramble but called it quits after a bad crash got him thinking about wanting to see his first kid (me) born... my mom was pregnant with me at the time.
When I was young he and I would go on week end camping trips on his metallic orange Water Buffalo. He use to tie a rope around us so I could sleep while riding on the back of the bike.
My dad was a fireman at one of the oldest fire stations in New England and I remember going into the station with him when I was super young and poking around in the back shop. This fire station was so old that they still had a shop left over from the days when a blacksmith would outfit and modify early buggies to make there own specialized fire fighting equipment. I feel it's experiences like these that ultimately led to me making things with my hands.
Thanks dad, thanks for giving me the bug that I am so glad to have. The apple truly does not fall far from the tree.
Designing and building you a motorcycle now is both bitter and sweet. In one moment it is like you are right there in my mind while I work, the next moment I realize you are miles away and I am sad that your not here working next to me.
I love you dad!
Back in the day he use to scramble but called it quits after a bad crash got him thinking about wanting to see his first kid (me) born... my mom was pregnant with me at the time.
When I was young he and I would go on week end camping trips on his metallic orange Water Buffalo. He use to tie a rope around us so I could sleep while riding on the back of the bike.
My dad was a fireman at one of the oldest fire stations in New England and I remember going into the station with him when I was super young and poking around in the back shop. This fire station was so old that they still had a shop left over from the days when a blacksmith would outfit and modify early buggies to make there own specialized fire fighting equipment. I feel it's experiences like these that ultimately led to me making things with my hands.
Thanks dad, thanks for giving me the bug that I am so glad to have. The apple truly does not fall far from the tree.
Designing and building you a motorcycle now is both bitter and sweet. In one moment it is like you are right there in my mind while I work, the next moment I realize you are miles away and I am sad that your not here working next to me.
I love you dad!
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