When asked to help replace a sprocket, the trombone has to go somewhere... The hoist seemed like a good place. I am not a big fan of Alto Clef. Well, maybe I like it OK for violas, I just don't like reading trombone parts in it. That's because I need to spend many hours practicing, and if I got good at it, I'd like it fine, I suppose. But the sprocket worked out well. I love when Himself lets me use tools. That doesn't happen very often. Especially right now when a cute 350 Honda from the 80's is resisting all his efforts to make it run smoothly. I got to help him, but had to use my hand to hold first a bolt, then a nut. Success. Himself has his own repair business now.
This weekend was the club picnic, and lots of bikes showed up. There were so many people there, not everyone got a chance to talk to everyone, though there was a constant flow and no end of topics -- each bike being its own topic, and everyone wanting to know everything. They let me sign up new members and take money. This Triumph Bobber was so artfully done I couldn't help but like it.
