time time time........
Waits for no one.
I have the skills, knowledge and ability to work on my own, but no time.
My warranty on 06 EGC is up in November, so.....
Planning a major upgrade.
204 cams (planning on trike conversion later)
big bore kit
above will be tuned and dynoed with sert I already have.
A couple companies offer a reverse gear for the current 5 speed and the new 07 6 speed.
But does anybody know of a aftermarket reverse for the screaming Eagle 6 speed?
Oh about time, planning on having a shop do all the mechanicals.
Indy will give me one year warranty on the labor.
Prefer to do myself but just no time.
I have the skills, knowledge and ability to work on my own, but no time.
My warranty on 06 EGC is up in November, so.....
Planning a major upgrade.
204 cams (planning on trike conversion later)
big bore kit
above will be tuned and dynoed with sert I already have.
A couple companies offer a reverse gear for the current 5 speed and the new 07 6 speed.
But does anybody know of a aftermarket reverse for the screaming Eagle 6 speed?
Oh about time, planning on having a shop do all the mechanicals.
Indy will give me one year warranty on the labor.
Prefer to do myself but just no time.
2 comments that stick out suggesting you're getting old choo.
1. No time left
2. The mere mention of a trike conversion
Yup, those are the tell-tell signs of old age my friend.
1. No time left
2. The mere mention of a trike conversion
Yup, those are the tell-tell signs of old age my friend.
If you live long enough you will get old. Nothing wrong with a trike. I will add a link for you tommorow. Too tired to walk to the shop right now. Oh no, this must mean I am getting old. LOL
Yep put off doing home projects or only did 1/2 way last three years and rode and rode and rode some more.
So now all of those and others have caught up with me.
Spent this summer doing as many small projects as I could and finished off about 9. Next year plan on two small room additions.
That plus work and there goes the time.
Besides an indy will get it in and out in about 1 week. Me I would need a month or better.
Old YEP.
My knees are giving out. But I am putting more money into graphics on the bike and now that previous problems have been fixed, would like to keep it around for the longer tours.
Will get a smaller one for around town hops.
And as they say,"time waits for no one"
So now all of those and others have caught up with me.
Spent this summer doing as many small projects as I could and finished off about 9. Next year plan on two small room additions.
That plus work and there goes the time.
Besides an indy will get it in and out in about 1 week. Me I would need a month or better.
Old YEP.
My knees are giving out. But I am putting more money into graphics on the bike and now that previous problems have been fixed, would like to keep it around for the longer tours.
Will get a smaller one for around town hops.
And as they say,"time waits for no one"
ORIGINAL: UltraKla$$ic
2 comments that stick out suggesting you're getting old choo.
1. No time left
2. The mere mention of a trike conversion
Yup, those are the tell-tell signs of old age my friend.
2 comments that stick out suggesting you're getting old choo.
1. No time left
2. The mere mention of a trike conversion
Yup, those are the tell-tell signs of old age my friend.
ORIGINAL: dirtdobber
If you live long enough you will get old. Nothing wrong with a trike. I will add a link for you tommorow. Too tired to walk to the shop right now. Oh no, this must mean I am getting old. LOL
If you live long enough you will get old. Nothing wrong with a trike. I will add a link for you tommorow. Too tired to walk to the shop right now. Oh no, this must mean I am getting old. LOL
The Old Man
What do you see nurses? ...What do you see?
What are you thinking.....when you're looking at me?
A crabby old man, ...not very wise,
Uncertain of habit ........with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food.......and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice....."I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice ...the things that you do.
And forever is losing .......... A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not...........lets you do as you will, With bathing
and feeding .... The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse......you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am As I sit here so still, As I do at your bidding,
.....as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten.......with a father and mother, Brothers and
sisters .........who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen ..with wings on his feet Dreaming that soon now....
......a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty .my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows......that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now .......... I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide ... And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty ......... My young now grown fast, Bound to each other
....... With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .have grown and are gone, But my woman's beside
me.......to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, . Babies play 'round my knee, Again, we know
children ...... My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me ............... My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ...............I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing......young of their own.
And I think of the years....... And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man.........and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age ......look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles..........grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone........where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young guy still dwells, And now and
again ......my battered heart swells I remember the joys........... I
remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living.............life over again.
I think of the years .all too few......gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact........that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people ..........open and see..
Not a crabby old man. Look closer....see........ME!!
ORIGINAL: monkish
The Old Man
What do you see nurses? ...What do you see?
What are you thinking.....when you're looking at me?
A crabby old man, ...not very wise,
Uncertain of habit ........with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food.......and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice....."I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice ...the things that you do.
And forever is losing .......... A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not...........lets you do as you will, With bathing
and feeding .... The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse......you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am As I sit here so still, As I do at your bidding,
.....as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten.......with a father and mother, Brothers and
sisters .........who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen ..with wings on his feet Dreaming that soon now....
......a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty .my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows......that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now .......... I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide ... And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty ......... My young now grown fast, Bound to each other
....... With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .have grown and are gone, But my woman's beside
me.......to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, . Babies play 'round my knee, Again, we know
children ...... My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me ............... My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ...............I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing......young of their own.
And I think of the years....... And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man.........and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age ......look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles..........grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone........where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young guy still dwells, And now and
again ......my battered heart swells I remember the joys........... I
remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living.............life over again.
I think of the years .all too few......gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact........that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people ..........open and see..
Not a crabby old man. Look closer....see........ME!!
The Old Man
What do you see nurses? ...What do you see?
What are you thinking.....when you're looking at me?
A crabby old man, ...not very wise,
Uncertain of habit ........with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food.......and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice....."I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice ...the things that you do.
And forever is losing .......... A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not...........lets you do as you will, With bathing
and feeding .... The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse......you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am As I sit here so still, As I do at your bidding,
.....as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten.......with a father and mother, Brothers and
sisters .........who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen ..with wings on his feet Dreaming that soon now....
......a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty .my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows......that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now .......... I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide ... And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty ......... My young now grown fast, Bound to each other
....... With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .have grown and are gone, But my woman's beside
me.......to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, . Babies play 'round my knee, Again, we know
children ...... My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me ............... My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ...............I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing......young of their own.
And I think of the years....... And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man.........and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age ......look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles..........grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone........where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young guy still dwells, And now and
again ......my battered heart swells I remember the joys........... I
remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living.............life over again.
I think of the years .all too few......gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact........that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people ..........open and see..
Not a crabby old man. Look closer....see........ME!!
I like it. I get the biggest enjoyment, out of my days at work, talking to folks much older than I am. 

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