Hearing the sound of the motorcycle was a joy that more than paid for the long hours spent in his recoverya. It was undoubtedly the benchmark for the Sanglas, and with that alone I was satisfied, it would have attracted attention anywhere, even if the bike was still as it was. However, things had to be done well and as the different parts of the bike were being recovered, others were powerfully attracting attention, begging to be restored. Such was the case with the seat .
The state he presented was regrettable. I like animals, but from there to letting the Sanglas seat be pasture for mice and dogs there was an eternity.
As can be seen in the photo, below the Sanglas logo, there is the seat belt, mandatory if the motorcycle did not have handles for the passenger. It is curious that this belt was mandatory while the use of a helmet in the town was not so until the year 92 in Spain.
Soon after I discovered that what I had seen all my life as the original Sanglas seat was actually a real leather seat cover. When I removed the cover, which literally fell apart between my fingers, a seat appeared that, although much more stylish, was in an even worse condition.
Not only was the leather completely hardened and with more than patent holes, the inner padding was also eaten and fell apart just by looking at it. The anchors, rivets and lower structure, all metal, were accompanied by the, already standard, rust that was reluctant to abandon the motorcycle.
It was an aesthetic problem, it was clear, but after having removed rust, grease and dust from the bike, the view would inevitably turn to the battered seat, making the rest of the improvements almost in vain.
To date we had not gone to anyone outside to fix the Sanglas, with the help of my father or the information he found on the internet we had solved everything that had been put in front of us, but from there to get into master upholsterers there was a He passed. So we had no choice but to take the seat to an upholsterer from Zafra, of whom we had good references.
We were not disappointed, the truth is that the seat was phenomenal, respecting its original belt and the lock. The upholsterer told us that it could imitate the original seams, but that in the long run the rain would end up penetrating through them, spoiling the padding, so we decided to do without it.
The bike was already another, the new seat marked a before and after in the restoration and we were afraid to touch it, so it would not get stained.
However, a detail was still missing, an important detail.
She couldn't pretend to be a Sanglas without her logo . It was impossible to obtain the same result as the original, as it was an overprinted engraving on the leather, however a similar visual result could be achieved.
I printed the logo on cardboard, in a suitable size for the back of the seat, and with great care I cut out the letters that made it up, getting a pretty successful homemade template.
In this case, with the invaluable help of my mother, a lot more showering than I in terms of painting, with water-resistant fabric paint , or at least I hope so, we achieved a result that had nothing to envy the original. The restoration of the Sanglas seat had been a success.
Without a doubt it was something else, the restoration was paying off, and there was less and less left for the Sanglas to fly. Or at least that's what I thought then ...
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