Day two... up at Steve's. We decide to take the day and get the bike registered with the dreaded DMV. We load Effie into Steve's truck and Pat and I take off for the police station to get the VIN numbers "verified" so we can then go wait for a few hours at the DMV to try and get her titled and registered. Many of these old bikes float around without titles. It's 95 years old, who the heck knows where it is?
So... we get the nice policeman to come out and look at the numbers. They were closed when we got there, (CA DMV offices are often closed on Fridays due to budget cuts.) but I talked nice and they said they would find an officer to come out and look.
That being done, we headed over to the DMV with hope in our hearts. Would they accept the officers signature on the form? We were told that only a special "authorized CHP officer" could verify the numbers. Jeez... how hard is it to look at the numbers stamped on the case to make sure they match the numbers on the form? After a few hour wait, the nice man at the DMV (who likes vinyl old records and music) told us he couldn't give us a regular title and registration because of course the friendly police officer wasn't authorized. It's all good. He gave us a temporary one good until Oct 31st!! I was finally able to ride legally! Yeah!! I even got insurance that same day!
We may still end up with real plates and a title but need to make an appointment with the special CHP officer. Of course the appointments may take weeks... but, we still have that beautiful red temporary registration.
Oh yeah, the bike fell on my in the truck while we were loading it on a hill. Ouch. I am totally bruised up now! But still happy!
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