Thanks for checking out my June update. Before I get into what I’ve been up to this past month, I have some snide comments for a few of you …
–I refuse to keep my hands off of things, it’s that simple. I do what I want!
– I think I still owe you $20 so for that reason alone I don’t know when I’ll be back on the east coast. After I wear out my welcome here in the Great Pacific Northwest I’ll set my sights set on the mid-west.
- My boot is now repaired and I’m still pi$$ed at you because I think you did it. P.S. That wasn’t your dog who crapped on your floor.
– Oh, I’m a happy helper alright! Have you seen the list of items I’ve “helped” with so far?! Should I start a running tally??
– There is a photo in my July report just for you!! I even kept my pants on. You’re welcome.
So, July was a pure whirl wind! I had to take notes because I swear I don’t know which end is up at the moment. I’ve got some adventures to share so pull up a chair, grab a pint and feast your eyes on this update!!
The 4th of July started out in an all American style by hanging out w/this big truck. One word … ‘merica!! I avoided all fireworks this day because the grass is drier than a popcorn fart.
The following week I was then shipped off to some French guy’s house for boot repair. Again, how I got the hole in my boot is unclear, too many beers I’m sure. I still think Mr. Cob was behind it. He’s mentioned it twice now.
This stuff was placed into a little cloth bag and shoved into my boot for good luck. I can’t help but laugh. Does my care taker honestly think this will bring good fortune? A ruble from 1988, a pilotka star, beer bottle cap that reads TO RUSSIA WITH LOVE and some other crap.
The repair process was pretty simple and I was fixed up in short order.
During the ride back to Tracy and I kept yelling “BIKE LANE! BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE LANE!!!!!!!!”
I prefer the Ural. This mode of transportation isn’t nearly manly enough for me.
When I got back home finishing touches were added. Nothing like sticking my head in a pint glass to get me to hold still. The newspaper skirt was rather embarrassing and there will be hell to pay for that. Regardless my boots shine like they have never shined before and I’m all fixed up!
Getting ready for polished boots:
GLUG. GLUG. GLUG.
While I was at Camp-Boot-Repair I couldn’t attend the military display weekend in Arlington, WA. Here are a few shots of what I missed:
On the drive home Sunday I decided to use my powers from afar and I took out headlamp. It was fixed by the time I got home.
Here we are getting the speedometer repaired. During that trip to Portland last month I pi$$ed around w/the brand new one that was just installed. I got it to stick at 3,000km. hee-hee-hee. It got repaired mid-July so it will always be off by 4,000km now. WARCAT can currently claim over 100,000km so that’s pretty cool.
The day following this repair I was drug to a Christmas in July Party. Somebody thought it would be SOFA KING funny to dress like me … and then I got left outside. Because of her get-up Tracy won 1st prize ($50 in beer credit). I think I should get ½ of that gift certificate!
Guess I’m not house broken.
Can there just be a weekend w/o an event?? NOPE! Next we were off to Napavine, WA to a military truck rally. Two Urals were present at this function and a good time was had by all … including myself.
“Oh! You’ve got saddle bags on your bike? That’s cute.”
That's bushhog01 in the background.
I pretended I was a cosmonaut for most of my time there.
Remember me saying there would be hell to pay? Late one night, I can’t really remember which, I decided to tinker w/the fuel tank. I must have tripped over something because I caused a small crack. By Saturday morning there was a slight drip-drip-drip from one of the brackets. Or was it from the fuel line port out of the tank? Whatever. I gave it THE DRIP! hee-hee-hee.
This caused my caretaker to miss out on the parade because emergency field repairs were in order. The tank was drained, removed, cleaned and taken to a local welder. He fixed it up.
I will say this … Tracy has a LOT of wonderful friends who are always willing to help her out.
When we got home from the rally the repair was completed. Tank patch, sanding, primer, painting (matched color) and clear coat. Ever try to match “limited edition” paint? Yeah, this is for making me wear a newspaper skirt. Regardless, the whole repair took almost a whole week and we are back on the road again.
ALWAYS willing to help:
Took a short trip that following Saturday to see how the repairs were going to hold. ZERO ISSUES. I need to learn to leave chit alone because I hate just sitting in the garage. I’d rather hang w/Tracy, drink beer and help out w/UDF. Maybe I should consider that crap that was shoved into my boot as good luck after all? I think I need an attitude adjustment … and I start adjusting w/a pint in hand:
Between then and now I had some spare time in the garage. I was dinking around as usual when I discovered this little rubber plug … I gave it a little nudge and away it went. Gone. Can’t get anything over on Tracy! She simply used a cork to tide her over until she can get a replacement.
My 1st mid-week bike night!! This was spent w/that group called the W ash. T.U.B. I haven’t seen them since last month so the time was well spent. Three Urals on hand in a SEA of Harleys. Glad we were able to make our presence known. That’s PNWSuperbeast yelling in the background yelling at me to leave his Yamal alone:
After we had enough of bike night it was off to a brewery the next town over.
“Hey! Hey! The gang is all here … “
(SmellyGoatBoy, PNWSuperbeast, GO.WARCAT)
I know how to party!
Damn it LRP
!!!! This thing doesn’t work.
This is it for July. Did I do enough? I’ve already looked at the social calendar for August. 100% BOOKED! святые кошки!! Looking FWD: to it though. I leave for another camping adventure this Saturday. Thought I’d give myself one exciting Friday evening by updating this travel thread.
As for my future living arrangements … sorry! I won’t be ready to go to Texas by October/November. I’m going to stay w/this gal into 2016. I really like it here simply because she is very busy. I get ample sidecar time, I’m allowed to use the computer, I get LOTS of beer and lots of attention (despite my Ahole attitude). She also worries about me, takes great care of me and continues to treat me like royalty (despite my Ahole attitude). You see, Tracy is planning a Ural road trip to Wisconsin in 2016 and I’m going with her. I know it’s a long ways away, both in time and in distance, but I really want to wait it out to keep her company along the way. She is going by herself. I will find some fool in the mid-west to attach myself to once we get there. My heart is set on snow, misquotes, cheese and mid-west beer. Until I actually get there you guys will just have to deal w/my mass local adventures and monthly updates.
Keep those spokes tight and the beer fridge full!