It’s nuts. We finally finished the fiberglass top of the Salt Torpedo, sorta. I still needed to build the parachute box and fix some pieces in the bottom. There’s always something else.
I attempted to take the top to Aircraft Windshields on Friday, but I also needed a trailer hitch on the new 5-Ball van. The U-Haul appointment went late, and I didn’t make it in time. Will haul the body over there today. I’m keeping my fingers crossed they can help with the canopy and more fiberglass advice.
Need to take hinge possibilities from Speedway racing to discuss with them.
I could have installed the trailer hitch myself, but… I ended up rewiring part of the trailer hitch system. They needed a wiring system for a high-top van. The clerk stretched the wires to make it work. A mat arrived for the back of the van and I shifted gears to install it.
I made gussets for the Torpedo roll bar and pondered the lead shot in the tubes. I’m ordering some 1-inch ball bearings to act as the dams inside the tubes which will be pinned to keep from moving.
I started MIG welding tabs and brackets for the battery, the belts and I made body tabs for the body top and welded them in place.
I took Cash for a walk down to the Pot shop to buy some CBD cream. For some reason the arthritis in my hands is killing me. Makes turning a wrench painful. We live in the Port of Los Angeles ghetto. There’s a homeless encampment up the street and we had to walk around it. The street is full of trash. It’s legal in Los Angeles for homeless people to litter, destroy your property, break into your car or piss on the sidewalk… It’s all your fault because you work hard, pay taxes and could buy a home or pay the rent.
I’ll work with Andrew Monday afternoon on final welding. Then the firewall must be started before we can paint and start final assembly.
I watched the recent movie Kon Tiki about a bunch of young guys just after WWII who proved that Polynesians originated in the east from Peru by floating on a massive wooden raft for 101 days northeast towards the Galapagos then turning east directly at Polynesia. An amazing voyage.
I’m dusting off my Indian. I need to ride to Camarillo to JIM’s retirement party on Friday and to see the lovely Rebecca, my fifth wife. She’s going in for some surgery on Monday. Then Graeme Lowen is flying in from NZ to pick up his Goldwing on Tuesday and hit the road across the country. Parts are arriving daily.
This is going to be a helluva week.
Ride fast and free,
–Bandit
