At first Nagasawa-sensei insisted that he would have to make an entirely new frame and that, in itself, was a bit more than
So we were at an impasse. Nagasawa-sensei wasn't going to sell
In the lower shop, we just puttered around, looking at the machines, discussing frame building and looking at some of the projects on the go. Eventually, in this row of fames, I noticed some large unfinished frames wrapped in plastic. I asked Nagasawa-sensei about these and he pulled them down. The first had some rust, but the second was a clean, unfinished frame from the 80s in
We spent about fifteen minutes discussing the paint job and then went back up to the main office, so they could discuss the components. Again, the fact that
Eventually, Nagasawa-sensei's daughter came out and she and Maisei and I talked while the the other two hashed out the details of the bike. At one point I asked her when our last train was and she told us that we had missed it over an hour ago, but that she would drive us back to town. Maisei and I were a bit taken aback.
After they finished discussing the bike, Nagasawa-sensei broke out the Nihonshu and passed out drinks while he told us his story. It was now past 1:00 am and the Japanese was too involved for me to really follow.
At one point
I got home around 2:30.