killerdwarf said:
Hey kneedragger. I thought Cafe was all about using your imagination with the stuff you had on hand, or could obtain cheaply, get for free, or trade????? ;D I didn't think it was building a bike style to a pre-defined and judged perimeter :'(. If that's the case..... ...........
I QUIT!
NOTE: NOBODY is obligated to read this BOOK I've written in response to killerdwarf; read it, or don't read it, the choice is yours...
killerdwarf, that is an interesting comment... so if someone builds a bobber, but calls it a chopper, judging by your remarks, it would then qualify as a chopper... somehow, I tend to think the chopper crowd would be offended... with damn good reason.
Following your logic, let's say someone decides to build an EXACT COPY of Chip's CL175, with ONE exception; he uses ALL of the EXACT SAME components Chip used on his CL175... but he doesn't have a suitable frame, so he installs them on a frame with THREE wheels, AKA a trike, because that is what he has "on hand, or could obtain cheaply, get for free, or trade" for... Let's say his trike has one wheel in the front, and two in the back... Shouldn't the builder still be able to claim he's built a cafe BIKE? Why not? According to YOUR logic, he used what he had available, so he DID build a cafe bike, one with three wheels... OR, maybe it's a trike with cafe components... so maybe we should call it a cafe trike? But if it IS a cafe trike, then by definition, it CAN'T be a cafe BIKE; it can't be BOTH items simultaneously,,, can it? A natural diamond is composed chiefly of carbon... so is a lump of coal, but I've never been able to convince a woman that the lump of coal is ALSO a diamond, and with good reason: because it ISN'T a diamond, and it CAN'T be both items at the same time, it can ONLY be one or the other, even though BOTH are made of carbon. An egg isn't a chicken; under the right circumstances, it has the POTENTIAL to be a chicken (assuming it is a CHICKEN egg, and not a rattlesnake egg, or a crocodile egg), but it is NOT, in fact, a chicken, it is an EGG, no matter who decides to call it any other name. It ISN'T a television, it ISN'T a banjo, it ISN'T a rug or a chair, it is AN EGG, and unless it hatches, it will remain an egg, even after it is cooked. Cooking it doesn't change it into something else, it merely changes an attribute of the egg (it changes from raw, to cooked, for those who failed fifth grade science)... If a guy is single, he's a man; if he's married, he's still a man; his marital status doesn't change HIM, it only changes an attribute; being married doesn't make him less of a man (most of the time, anyway)... just as being single doesn't make him MORE of a man; he is what he is, without degrees of differentiation.
OK, back to the trike example: What if the builder removes the front wheel, so his trike now has only TWO wheels, side-by-side, connected by an axle; NOW is it a cafe bike? It has TWO wheels, not three, so it ISN'T a TRIKE. Remember, it was built with the EXACT SAME components Chip used to build his CL175, AND, it was built with a frame the owner had "on hand, or could obtain cheaply, get for free, or trade" for, so it IS a cafe bike now, isn't it? Somehow, I don't think you'd be able to convince ANYONE that it qualifies as a cafe bike, even though it has only two wheels... because it ISN'T a cafe bike; it is STILL a trike, but now, it's a trike which is missing the front wheel...
In fact, whether you like it or not, motorcycles DO fit "pre-defined and judged perimeters" (did you intend to use the word "parameter" there? Never mind, we can get to that later); otherwise, a chopper could also be defined as a motocrosser... extend that logic a little further, and a helicopter can be defined as an egg-beater, or a BIG egg-beater... maybe a big FLYING egg-beater, but an egg-beater nonetheless. Is a dog a leprechaun? Is a chicken a turtle? Nope; they are what they are, and no matter how much the dog might want to be a leprechaun, and regardless of how much the chicken might want to be a turtle, one is "pre-defined" as a dog, and the other is "pre-defined" as a chicken... so I guess they'll just have to learn to accept that. Counseling might help, or maybe Prozac... come to think of it, I'd REALLY like to see how a chicken on Prozac would cross a road...
Let's backtrack for a moment: What makes a chopper a chopper? Why can't you call a chopper a motocrosser? A friend of mine bought a Suzuki DR-Z400SM last spring; shouldn't he be able to call it a bobber? Why not? What if he installs a headlight visor? Doesn't the addition of the headlight visor convert his SM (Super Motard) into a bobber? Why not? Back in the '50's, the traditional bobber builder used a headlight visor, but a Z400SM with a visor ISN'T a bobber, it is still an SM, but it would look even weirder than usual, with a headlight visor on it... and for the record, I REALLY like the DR-Z400SM, and wish I had one of my own... but NOT with a headlight visor...
As you might have guessed by now, I'm one of those logical, analytical types of people; I understand the difference between linear and non-linear thought processes, and the difference between rational (logical) thought, and emotional (illogical) thought, probably better than most people you'd meet by chance. A fish ISN'T a bicycle, a chopper ISN'T a motocrosser, and cafe bikes ARE "pre-defined", as are dragsters and bobbers and cruisers, and every other type of motorcycle you'd care to mention. If they WEREN'T "pre-defined", we wouldn't know WHAT to call them; they would ALL simply be called "motorcycles", WITHOUT distinct definition or "perimeter" (did you actually intend to type the word "parameter" there? Your usage is confusing; there is a difference between a "perimeter" and a "parameter", and I tend to think you were shooting for "parameter", which would make a bit more sense...)... In college, I studied (among other things) English (I was a journalism major), basic physics, and history (focusing primarily on American History; yes, I'm an American), so DON'T accuse me of insulting your typing or spelling; I'm simply not sure which word ("perimeter" or "parameter") you intended to use there, though "perimeter" doesn't seem to make much sense, so I'm guessing you actually meant to use the word "parameter"... please enlighten me if I'm wrong.
Sorry to say, your statement about using "the stuff you had on hand" to build a cafe bike is WRONG. The fact is, a motorcycle built from a hodge-podge of whatever you might have "on hand, or could obtain cheaply, get for free, or trade" for, is the standard definition of a RAT BIKE, and NOT a cafe bike; sorry to disappoint you about that. Of course, if you somehow obtain ONLY cafe bike components, you COULD build an actual cafe bike with them. If I throw dogshit at a wall, then call the stuff that sticks to the wall "art", I wouldn't expect to fool very many people into thinking that I'm actually an artist, or that the dogshit on the wall was TRULY art; most people would probably see the dogshit as ONLY dogshit, even if I covered it in gold-leaf (which, for the record, ALSO doesn't belong on a cafe bike). Throwing the shit you have on hand onto a frame doesn't mean you'll build a cafe bike, it means you'll most likely end up with a rat-bike. For example, if you use a small fuel tank (or worse yet, a peanut tank), you DON'T have a cafe bike; ACTUAL cafe bikes use LARGE tanks, so the rider can cover a lot of territory without stopping. If you use extended forks, you DON'T have a cafe bike; ACTUAL cafe bikes use standard forks (sometimes modified), for quick handling. If you use a hardtail frame, you DON'T have a cafe bike; ACTUAL cafe bikes were built from streetbikes with swingarms and shocks. If you lower the frame (AKA "slam" it), you DON'T have a cafe bike; ACTUAL cafe bikes were built for maximum lean angle; slammed frames limit ground (and therefore cornering) clearance. If you use a small headlight, you DON'T have a cafe bike; ACTUAL cafe bikes were built with 7" headlights (the standard of the day) for good lighting at night, since the cafe rider would usually be moving at high speed (going for The Ton), at night (after the bars and cafes had closed), on roads that weren't always illuminated very well... I can go on about the exhaust systems, and the handlebars, the footpegs, and other items, but I won't; I'm sure everyone who reads this will get the basic idea of what constitutes an ACTUAL cafe bike, and some of the things that DON'T meet the standard.
I've read many (OK, I've actually read ALL) of your previous posts; judging from what you've written about your old '72 Honda, we've both been riding for a long time, and we both love motorcycles. My dirt riding days faded away back when I was diagnosed with arthritis (in several joints) at the age of twenty-seven (just about half my life ago); soon, I'll need both knees replaced (hoped to avoid that until I reach retirement age), one shoulder, and one hip, maybe both. Unfortunately, I can't get my neck or spine replaced... so since I can't ride dirt these days, I focus on streetbikes, and think about how to build the cafe racer I first designed in my head way back in 1975...
There is no reason for you to "quit", but that is your choice, not mine. From what I've seen of your previous work, you have a good grasp of the basic items that constitute a cafe bike, and we're all entitled to build whatever motorcycle suits us, but just as long-haul touring machines have large fairings and cruisers have small gas tanks, cafe bikes also have certain characteristics that help to define them. When a motorcycle is built without some of those characteristics, it might still be a cafe bike, in a minimalist form. However, when a motorcycle has a large fairing, a stereo, a satellite TV, a Barcalounger seat, a cell phone hookup with GPS, an onboard air compressor to raise and lower the suspension, and a wetbar in the trunk, it ISN'T a bobber, even if it has a headlight visor. It ISN'T a cafe bike, even if it has a large gas tank. It ISN'T a chopper, even if it has a raked front end... arbitrary definitions don't work with motorcycles any better than they do in any other facet of life. If you're in a bar, trying to pick up a chick before closing time, you probably want to meet an actual WOMAN, not someone who is "gender confused", or ambiguous about their sexuality, because you don't know what you might wake up next to. That applies to motorcycles as well; I've owned my share of rat bikes over the years,,, motorcycles that probably belonged in junkyards, which I bought cheap, fixed, then put back on the road. As long as they were safe and legal to operate, I didn't care what others thought of them. MY money, MY choice, MY motorcycle; it really is that simple. Of course, that applies to ALL of us; YOUR money, YOUR choice, YOUR motorcycle; build what you want, ride what you want, but don't call your Mattel BigWheel a Ninja, because then you're only fooling yourself.
If I build a hardtail, people will expect it to have NO rear suspension. If my hardtail DOES have a rear suspension system, then it ISN'T a hardtail, no matter WHAT I might say to the contrary. It might have EVERY OTHER characteristic of a traditional hardtail, but it isn't an ACTUAL hardtail, because of the rear suspension system. I can fuss, cry, moan, stamp my feet, and bitch up a storm, but if it doesn't meet the accepted standards of a hardtail, it is something else, something OTHER than a hardtail; maybe MORE, maybe LESS, but NOT a hardtail, except in my dreams.
Again, there is no reason for you to "quit", but IF that is your choice, so be it. Hope to continue to see you posting in the forums; if you "quit", I wish you well.
OK, I've consumed (more than) enough bandwidth on this subject for now; I've had to type this while trying to edit a report on Pakistan for my nephew, who is in his senior year of college. He's trying to complete a double-major, while working full time; his old uncle here serves as Editor for his reports, and right now, he's on track to graduate next summer, so I didn't actually think I'd be able to finish typing this until late tonight, or maybe sometime tomorrow.
See you in the ether...