Calm and cool Sunday

Rather grey weather today, some confusing in the morning about what time it really is since we changed to summertime this night. Hmm.. so if clock is seven it should be eight in this new timeorder. I dislike that grub with time, time should be a fix point in eternity..

Got that Sunday dread and spent most of the day on my back reading, thinking and listening to music like this.




She seems to be.. interesting..

Real men smells Diesel

And my nickname is Diesel??

Hahaha! I got that name when studing at the University since I allways mucked around with something that was going on that acid..

Somehow I was raised in it because my father always used to drive Mercedes Diesels. Later he changed from a 200d to a 220d from 55 to 60 hp and I was astonished at that extra power:-)

When I started my own ownership in cars there was ever this diesel Merc.. Sort of having that in the blood. No chanse of competing to anybody at the traffic lights but somehow.. can't explain but I really liked driving around in these underpowered cars that was was running on Diesel. Secretly I always dreamt of having more power from these oil burners. What I did in those days was trigging the fuelpump with some extra moisture that resulted in black fumes and perhaps some extra umph.

Come to stumble upon this on Youtube, yeah.. must have looked upon it a doezen times.. (or even more) This is one of my dreams now fulfilled by this Finnish guy and he is really doing some black fumes..

To come and be that underdog with an old Merc Diesel.. so cool.. and unexpected...

Sun reveals my lazieness

Took a walk at lunch and got rather surprised, sun was so warm that I could take off my cap. Strange feeling of walking with nothing on your head, have some vague memories that it has happened before, although not this year :-)

Heard and saw the first motorcycles that has woken up from hibernation and got a bit stressed, back home I´ve got five that all need some fix more or less and there would be so much time to deal with all of that during the winter… I´m a master of putting off until tomorrow what is better done today :-)

First Kiss

Had a laugh when I read Classic Bike today. There was an article explainig that there are certain things you don´t forget. Like your first kiss and your first Motorcycle:-)

I still remember my first kiss.. at sixteen.. and it was on my first bike!!

Haven´t got any idea who she was, just a girl who wanted to take a ride around the block when I was cruising one late evening. She thanked me by giving that kiss, a bit surprising for me who was rather uncertain on how to deal with girls at that time..

Now I found an ad for a similar bike, Rather uncommon to find any of these nowadays, and I am tempted on buying and going back to the roots. Cruising down to the village and play cool outside the hamburger joint, just waiting for a girl who wants to take a ride on a Yamaha RD125 from -78.

Saturday evening

Woke up at the sofa, must have been looking at Dr Who:-) think we where into the fifth doctor, Peter Davison... Oldest is a collector of Dr Who and have all, yes every episode from when the series started 1964? including the erased stories that only can be listened to..

Went down to the kitchen and found some fish sticks, left over at the stove from yesterday. And some vine that was left in a bag. Had a munch on it and got remembrance of eating fish and chips from a paper in London..

Time after time

So time is healing the injuries.. just some more scars..

Still angry at my self, I have a life long responsibility, being present as a living and caring father.

There maybe one or even more problems inside my head.. a major is this total lack of fear..

From dusk to dawn

Bad judgement has been one follower all my life. There is one thing if it only is myself who get caught by the consequence. Not so good when those who are dear for me will be affected. Yesterdays mishap was just one in a row conducted by the author. Today i´m lucky to be alive..

It´s time to pull myself together. Now more mistakes..

Sundaythougts in the snow

The thrill is not downhill but going uphill to float the throttle and climb upon the morning crust, jump over stones and reach to the top.. gets some adrenalin..



And when you reach the top there could be something like this stone, wonder how lonely it must be.



Trick is to find a new path in the woods.



Use to take photos of my motorcycles just at this point, these trees looks so odd.



I like this 70-style of design in the decor. Wonder who they where these people who built this in -78. I like that name Thief River Falls, sounds like if it couldn't be much more than a small village. Must have a river to, and a fall.. Do they ever think about what happend to the machines they put together? That 32 years later one crazy Swede would go around and examine the limits on one that was built in Thief River Falls..

Crust is a whisper of spring

Yes crust is so essential for springtime. You just stumble on in all the powder snow and have nothing to rely on, but then one day it occurs..

That feeling, that you almost, can step on..

It's definetely spring in the air now and I rely on that crust..