07-22-2019, 03:17 AM
Very nice space! I'm incredibly jealous.
My motorcycle hangout space is three feet wide and five feet long. Basically the space between a support beam and the wall, and the distance from that beam to my tool chest. Between them, there are two shelves. One holds a row of four helmets, the other holds my Givi trunk, gloves, two bundled dust covers, and my air gauge.
Above the shelves is a metal sign a friend gave me that says "Still plays with motorcycles". Since the word motorcycles is plural, I use that as the excuse that I always need to own more than one motorcycle.
Tucked under this space is my Bonneville, wedged as closely as possible to the wall to keep me and my wife from bumping the left rear turn signal as we walk past to get to the passenger door of her car.
The CB is on the other side of the garage, parked between my rear bumper and the garage door.
I'd love to hang out there, but it's hot, and if I leave the garage door open to make it more inviting, the meth dealers who live directly across the street from me, and their customers, start peering in, I imagine to see what the most valuable objects they would quickly be able to remove from my garage.
My motorcycle hangout space is three feet wide and five feet long. Basically the space between a support beam and the wall, and the distance from that beam to my tool chest. Between them, there are two shelves. One holds a row of four helmets, the other holds my Givi trunk, gloves, two bundled dust covers, and my air gauge.
Above the shelves is a metal sign a friend gave me that says "Still plays with motorcycles". Since the word motorcycles is plural, I use that as the excuse that I always need to own more than one motorcycle.
Tucked under this space is my Bonneville, wedged as closely as possible to the wall to keep me and my wife from bumping the left rear turn signal as we walk past to get to the passenger door of her car.
The CB is on the other side of the garage, parked between my rear bumper and the garage door.
I'd love to hang out there, but it's hot, and if I leave the garage door open to make it more inviting, the meth dealers who live directly across the street from me, and their customers, start peering in, I imagine to see what the most valuable objects they would quickly be able to remove from my garage.