48 ford f1 with Flathead

Bondorella’s Flathead

My Feller has a saying: “Nobody ever listens to old Brian!” In this case? He was right. I should have listened. When I bought my ’48 Ford in 2006, the truck had a barely running mid-50s OHV6–not the coolest motor. For Christmas that same year, Brian surprised me with a flathead, an early 50s Mercury…

Love and other such nonsense…

[Cue the mushy music…] Over time, relationships change. Love shifts to something deeper and more meaningful. Things that were new, become old, more comfortable, easy in a way, but with a magic a new thing could never have. It happens with people, and it happens with things. [Man! Someone must have slipped some sap into…

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…