Editors Note: Part three of the series. Trash gets some parts in the mail and finds the ultimate brake setup parked outside a local Denver scooter shop.
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Hi, back again. A deal was made, and agreed to, with Scott, and things began to look as if I might actually get this project off the ground. When I asked Scott if he wanted the total cost of the motor, which was, as yet, undetermined, up front he told me "No, if I have it all, I wonít want to work, Iíll just go fishing." So off I went in search of about ten tons of parts, pieces, and ideas, some of which were no more than a picture that was a bit out of focus.

One of the most distinctive points of the motorcycle and certainly one of the most prominent is the radical front end. I found a set of wide glide trees at Two Wheelers of Denver for a pretty good price, and seeiní as how they were already chromed, I snatched em up before some other asshole got em, and asked Big Al Bolger about getting a pair of them short ass risers with the "link" that goes over the top, and he assured me that was no problem, heíd call me when he had them. Big Al, and Arlen Fatland who owns Two Wheelers treated me just great throughout the project, including research, and picking Big Alís brain for info on old outdated shit, which is what Al, and myself have determined ourselves to be. Anyway now Iím waiting for two calls, Scott, and Al. What to do. It seemed like whenever I hit a bump or a snag of some kind, something happened to keep me moving along. This time I ran across an ad for a 16-inch, dual flange H-D wheel that would be perfect for the rear of The Captain, for $80. I was on the phone immediately, and was told that I could come pick it up. Not knowing what I would need for spacers (external) I just bought an axle to go with it. As it turned out I used a different axle, but this one served the purpose for which it was used. Thatís why when I started the project I got two parts boxes, one for "Parts pending use", and one for "Bought the Wrong Shit".

De frame! De frame! The start makes it home! (But not for a while...)

It was somewhere around this time that Scott called, and told me that my frame was here. Again excited, every time a major part or component arrived, or was completed, it felt like I remember Christmas feeling when I was a kid, actually a younger kid is probably more correct. Anyway I dashed up to Scottís place to pick up my frame. Little did I know that it would be returned a couple of times before it was really mine.

After getting it home and marveling at the fact that I actually had the frame of what would be my chopper, I decided to set it up, and figure out the rake, and extension on the front end. This was one of the pieces of information that I had wanted to get out of that character in California that I was never able to get ahold of. At just about this time I got a call from another friend of mine, Steve Ruby (no relation) who told me that I should come look at 

PHD wrench Steve Ruby and some guy who wandered into the picture.

a bike he had at Two Wheelers. I went right over (itís close to home) and he pointed at a Knucklehead in the parking lot that was red, and covered with dice, and said "go look at the rear brake system". I was interested in making my rear brakes appear to be mechanical, as on the "originals", but to actually be a hydraulic disc, so I went over, and thatís exactly what this bike had. It was beautifully done. I asked who had done it and Steve told me he didnít know, but that the owner would be there the next day. I went back. The rear brakes on this bike looked just like a mechanical system from the right hand side of the bike, but if you look under the bike you can then see the hydraulic cylinder, and the hard lines going to the rear caliper, PERFECT. Oh yeahÖthere was no visible fluid reservoir for the system. When I got there the next day Steve pointed to a tall man and said he was the owner. I walked over to him and introduced myself to him, and he introduced himself as Keith Ball. I complimented him on his Knucklehead and asked about the rear brake system, he said he didnít know anything about it. It was then that I realized he didnít build it. He told me he could put me in touch with a man that could help me, and gave me the name and number of a man named Mil Blair, who is supposed to have had something to do with the original bikes for the movie. I thought then that I had some sort of source for information about the bike. Boy we do learn as we go through life.

Continue to Chapter 4