Adventures with Bonnie

My Bonneville gave me a bit of an adventure over the weekend, not exactly the best kind of adventure, but an adventure nonetheless. The day started at the Motor Palace with baths for the bike (an ‘o4 Triumph Bonneville) and for Bondorella. The Trump was totally covered in dust–no surprise since I hadn’t ridden her…

It’s Just Old Glass, Right?

I’ll admit it. I had a ridiculous attachment to Bondorella’s old windshield. An unreasonable attachment, some might say. I liked the old Utah parking sticker from 1985.The two BB holes. The insane amount of pitting. Yeah, it was hard to see through, but it had character, just like everything with my silly old truck. But…

Return to Winfield’s

Bondorella hit an exciting landmark this past weekend. Is there a word like quinceanera but for a first birthday?? Unoceanera? Yeah… we’ll go with that. ‘Cause really, she deserves a fancy ball gown and tiara and tons of adoring fans for this momentous occasion. Just over a year ago, the truck was completely deconstructed and…