escuchopeliculas
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Well since I’m sitting in the shop and it’s a pretty slow day, I figured I might as well finally sit down and write my new shop build thread.
I left my old shop in Brooklyn NY, a little over a year ago because it was time to move back home to Mexico City. All my stuff stayed in New York in storage until I figured out my plans for my semi-immediate future. After a few months I started working in what I thought would be my dream job. Manager of a car restoration shop. After a few months I left the job as managing simply wasn’t doing it for me. I had to sit behind a desk when I wanted to be on the floor getting my hands dirty and actually putting my knowledge and skills to use. Alas.
I decided to start up my own shop. Not for cars but for motorcycles. My shop is in a basement with street access thanks to a car elevator. Out of the whole space, a smaller section is divided and can be locked. Right now I’m only using this “cage” space this way everything can be locked up. When the time comes to expand I’ll figure out how to rearrange everything. On to some pictures!!
Before moving into the shop I bought a project. 1986 Carabela FTX125. I was working on it in the bathroom….
This is the entire space:
And the “cage” from outside. I had just barely started moving stuff in:
This is the car elevator at its highest.
I kept moving stuff in and rearranging, I must have changed the layout of the shop ten times since I started…
Ran some electrical lines:
Here you can see the car lift behind the yellow mesh.
Taking shape:
I bought a compressor and set it up in the corner:
Got my welder running after sitting for several years.
And I bought the material needed for my workbench and bike table:
Here are some pictures of the two table builds. The order is wonky cause they where somewhat contemporary…
During the build a couple friends and me took a trip to the sand dunes and had to service the bikes before we left:
Bike jousting anyone?
Squeamish users might want to look away…
This is what happens when you haven’t used a grinder in a year and get carried away with over confidence….
And this is what happens when a few weeks later, just as the last scabs are finally falling away, you do the same exact thing. Because you’re a ***** that didn’t learn the first time…
Both of these were achieved with the edge of a 40-grit flap disk on a 4.5” grinder. (Just incase anyone was wondering).
The finger is all healed up and I’m many months accident free.
The shop as of a few months ago.
As I kept moving stuff from different places and getting stuff together, I kept rearranging and buying shelving/storage space.
At this point I had decided to ship my workshop from New York to Mexico. MUCH easier said than done. I had everything shipped to Laredo TX, where an acquaintance runs an import export business there. (Customs brokerage).
Well I figured that since we knew each other and had worked together before etc. etc. that everything would work great and I’d have my stuff relatively soon. You guessed it, not so.
About eight months after I put all my stuff on a truck in New York I only recently managed to close my last dealings with these guys.
I can easily claim that up to this point in my life, working with these asshats is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. In my old thread you can see the big beautiful crates that I used to pack my shop up. Well they decided to unpack everything. Yes Everything. The crates were lost, tons of my stuff damaged and lots of stuff stolen.
In the end I lost a very large professional scanner, three (yes, 3) toolboxes, which were obviously the ones where I packed up my good tools. Why would they take the small hand held box with the ****** tools right?
They also took 2 motorcycle engines.
I received compensation but replacing all my good (old) tools will be impossible. The best thing to do is to get up and try to rebuild.
These are the tools that survived:
The bike that now has no engine:
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I left my old shop in Brooklyn NY, a little over a year ago because it was time to move back home to Mexico City. All my stuff stayed in New York in storage until I figured out my plans for my semi-immediate future. After a few months I started working in what I thought would be my dream job. Manager of a car restoration shop. After a few months I left the job as managing simply wasn’t doing it for me. I had to sit behind a desk when I wanted to be on the floor getting my hands dirty and actually putting my knowledge and skills to use. Alas.
I decided to start up my own shop. Not for cars but for motorcycles. My shop is in a basement with street access thanks to a car elevator. Out of the whole space, a smaller section is divided and can be locked. Right now I’m only using this “cage” space this way everything can be locked up. When the time comes to expand I’ll figure out how to rearrange everything. On to some pictures!!
Before moving into the shop I bought a project. 1986 Carabela FTX125. I was working on it in the bathroom….
This is the entire space:
And the “cage” from outside. I had just barely started moving stuff in:
This is the car elevator at its highest.
I kept moving stuff in and rearranging, I must have changed the layout of the shop ten times since I started…
Ran some electrical lines:
Here you can see the car lift behind the yellow mesh.
Taking shape:
I bought a compressor and set it up in the corner:
Got my welder running after sitting for several years.
And I bought the material needed for my workbench and bike table:
Here are some pictures of the two table builds. The order is wonky cause they where somewhat contemporary…
During the build a couple friends and me took a trip to the sand dunes and had to service the bikes before we left:
Bike jousting anyone?
Squeamish users might want to look away…
This is what happens when you haven’t used a grinder in a year and get carried away with over confidence….
And this is what happens when a few weeks later, just as the last scabs are finally falling away, you do the same exact thing. Because you’re a ***** that didn’t learn the first time…
Both of these were achieved with the edge of a 40-grit flap disk on a 4.5” grinder. (Just incase anyone was wondering).
The finger is all healed up and I’m many months accident free.
The shop as of a few months ago.
As I kept moving stuff from different places and getting stuff together, I kept rearranging and buying shelving/storage space.
At this point I had decided to ship my workshop from New York to Mexico. MUCH easier said than done. I had everything shipped to Laredo TX, where an acquaintance runs an import export business there. (Customs brokerage).
Well I figured that since we knew each other and had worked together before etc. etc. that everything would work great and I’d have my stuff relatively soon. You guessed it, not so.
About eight months after I put all my stuff on a truck in New York I only recently managed to close my last dealings with these guys.
I can easily claim that up to this point in my life, working with these asshats is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. In my old thread you can see the big beautiful crates that I used to pack my shop up. Well they decided to unpack everything. Yes Everything. The crates were lost, tons of my stuff damaged and lots of stuff stolen.
In the end I lost a very large professional scanner, three (yes, 3) toolboxes, which were obviously the ones where I packed up my good tools. Why would they take the small hand held box with the ****** tools right?
They also took 2 motorcycle engines.
I received compensation but replacing all my good (old) tools will be impossible. The best thing to do is to get up and try to rebuild.
These are the tools that survived:
The bike that now has no engine:
More...
