Love

And the art of motorcycle restoration.

I’ve got an old motorcycle that has outlived two intense, intimate love relationships. Combined. And it’s not that I really, really love that bike. It’s a good bike. But I do love riding. It’s gotten a bit ratty over the years. A little rusty here and there and some sun fading. I do the necessary maintenance to keep it safe and running but I’m not really the type to spend every Sunday afternoon washing it and…