It's that time of year again.........coming home from the garage with a bad back and frozen feet, hands still grimy mid-week, bank balance deeeep in the red, no leaves on the trees but a race schedule on the dining table.
"Hmmmmm, I love the smell of swarfega in the morning" After bouncing across track & field in October the bike's been in a bit of a sorry state. Big clumps of grass sticking out of all four sides of the tyres, mangled this, broken that. Not a happy bike.
Fortunately the caring hands of Mr Cornerspeed welcomed her in, dropped the forks (off to ktech), dropped the engine (6 speed in, new mains), pulled all the grass out of the tyres and did a hundred other jobs to get her ready.
Back down south by early march and it was time for a super-speedy 3 hour paintjob (don't look too close), and some truly outstanding bodgery. Despite all the tools at my disposal I am usually to be found with either a hammer, gaff tape, or zip ties in my hand. You could found a civilization with that lot......
So thanks to all that helped (Jason, big brov J, Tonio, Rattler, Nelly). I'll do my level best to keep it upright.