Sometimes.

Building motorcycles means working on your truck.

....and I left my real camera at the ranch.

2 more weeks?

New brakes all around.

 Diesel Duro.

Brothers bump.

 Bring it.

Kawasaki KE100 Maintenance Day

1974 Kawasaki KE100.

Petcock finally arrived from Thailand.

New back brake shoes, new taillight, new air filter, cleaned carb, new petcock.

 These brake shoes were done..I don't think I have ever seen ones burnt down this far.

 Moyou thinks she's helping.

 Lookin' for a buyer.

Great first bike.

Street legal.

 Lights work.

Idles well.

Clean Indiana title.

 Moyou wants me to keep this one.

Thanksgiving of Horses

It had probably been 20 years since I rode a horse before last weekend.

Credit and Blue

I grew up around horses but didn't ever really get to know any of them.  

I had some bad experiences when I was younger that made me not trust them.

These horses don't know me well either, I usually only say hi to them once when I'm around.

I have read and heard that horses are really sensitive to human emotion.

Before I rode Credit I wanted to hang out with him for a little bit because I didn't want him to be scared or anxious about me riding.  While I was brushing him, at one point he nuzzled in my chest for a little bit and looked at me as if to say everything is going to be okay......  

I am sorry I waited so long to connect with these guys.  

I hope I can hang out with them more in the spring.

Loving Cafe with Z and S.

Dad and his Deere.

THIS is how you unload a bandsaw.

Brake pad change with Happy dad.

.38 rounds in a 357.  Not bad?  I don't know.

Last weekend seems like such a distant memory.

Re-living the nightmare.

Embracing the pain.

Trying my best to stay strong for him.

Losing myself in the sadness.