For the last six months I have been in a motorcycle funk.
I stopped reading, wrenching, looking, and riding bikes.
I don't know why or how it happened.
Over the last several months, I have been spending time in the shop, when I'm not looking for a job.
Cleaning, going through boxes, selling shit, and doing some much needed organizing.
Then a few weeks ago it started.
Tinkering with the bikes again. Going through the FXR parts that I hoard,
I started playing around with ideas. Which lead to memories of rides past and nights wrenching
with brothers. Good times.
Plans for future rides and builds started to fill my head.
I guess a break was needed. Helps, to step back and get a different
view of things from time to time.
Keeps the mind fresh.
From the looks of my 92 FXRS,
I think my mind is still a little foggy.