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  2. Holy cow! Thats under $2 Australian each. I remember buying these years ago and paying over $20ea.
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  4. I had one on my '95. Great bag but it got worn out over years of use. I take it that it doesn't fit your '99 vfr. Did you get a bag with it too? I'd be interested if you do.
  5. Anyone know if the 1200 needs a resistor for the led blinkers?
  6. It worked. With two guys. It was like giving birth and cost a lot of sweat. But he came off with a lot of patience and physical strength!
  7. Thanks for pointing that out. Not removing it initially is probably where it went wrong as wasn't aligned and then I go tighten the sprocket cover. Much easier to remove it as you say. Got a feeling the friction of it slipping was creating the heat as well as was cool as a cucumber after the same length test ride albeit it's not like Darwin here today. Pinch bolt fully tightened. Only thing slightly different this time was the tool I had available made hard work rounding the rivets on the master link but I measured them and the master link and compared to the other links and was fine. On the 2nd test ride I couldn't feel anything though. Will give it a few runs but think it's actually OK. Chain is a X.A.M AX. Something new but the dealer swore by them and at the time I was having issues tracking down a 525 15T front cog and chain without long lead times.
  8. That was exactly it thank you! I'd have never pushed it up a bit as it looked fine and it didn't want to move willingly.
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  10. Thanks for all the tips guys! Lots of different tricks. Going to give it all of them a shot tomorrow again. Keep you updated which one did the trick!
  11. You'll find the job is easier if you first heat up the engine to operating temp and then tackle the joint... heat will expand the grip on the clamp... the hotter the better...
  12. Here's how to spread that joint slightly: 1. place coin/washer in slot between the clamp-ears 2. insert bolt from threaded side 3. screw in bolt so it pushes on coin/washer 4. add 2-3 turns more and it'll spread out joint (reverse of clamping down). 5. spray PB-blaster into gap created by expanding, let sit overnight 6. twist and pull and it should come off.
  13. 2014 Honda VFR800. Has 3130 miles and is in excellent condition with no scrapes or scratches. Never dropped. Just don’t ride it much and thinking about getting a classic car. Some key features: SebSpeed Clutch Cover Brand New Front and Rear Tires (Michelin Pilot) Pazzo Clutch and Brake Levers Coffman Exhaust Bar Risers Factory Red Rear Tire Hugger RAM Phone Holder Pit Bull Stand Front Tire Stand Magnetic Tank Bag Factory Tool Kit Extra Windshield (Spray Tinted) Helmet (if you want it) I have the stock exhaust and OEM Clutch and Brake levers, Passenger Seat and Grab Handles (not shown on bike) Have clear Title in hand. Located in SE Texas. Shipping available but at the buyer’s arrangement and expense. Bike is located is Southeast Texas. Asking $7700 (might be willing to do a partial trade + cash for a '78-82 Camaro Z28 or Trans Am)
  14. To bmart's point, I think he's implying that you use the strap wrench to rotate the pipe to break the corrosion. Great idea. You don't want to bang on it too much and put dents in it - that will only make it worse. You could also break the clamp tabs off, but you probably won't be re-using it anyway. On re-assembly with your new pipe, some copper or better yet nickel anti-seize can go a long way towards preventing the issue in the future. I remove mine once a season to prevent the pieces from becoming too friendly.
  15. Have you eliminated the tire being out of round due to it sitting, likely under-inflated for years? Is the tire balanced? If you see weights, it could still be out of balance. Some shops will add weight in two places. It doesn't seem like it should get worse when braking, but it doesn't hurt to check.
  16. I use a rubber strap (oil) wrench on mine when it gets stubborn.
  17. Did you measure runout or for any dishing? It will take you about 2 minutes.
  18. Nearly ever bike I've owned has a spec 30-50 VAC between any two legs when running at RPM, no shorts to ground on any legs when off (~.4 ohms), and ~14VDC at the battery when running.
  19. Sorry to hear about the issues with your older VFR. I can relate to being rusty with wrenches once in a while. Easy stuff I can do, harder stuff I either take longer than average to do, or I ask for help from a good friend who is a much better mechanic than me. I can also relate to neglecting riding. I'm a musician on the side, and when I got busier a several years ago I only averaged about 1,500 miles a year for a couple years. I guess I lost my passion for riding at the time. Thankfully it came back in spades the last couple years. Good luck getting the 750 back into full running condition and enjoy the season to come! 🙂
  20. Dead blow hammers are a lot quieter and don't damage soft surfaces as much. They are good for taking out frustrations without annoying the neighbors. 😉 Let the penetrant work a few days and just keep working it.
  21. I'll do my best. Great to see you're still on the site Duchy - I recognise your name from when I was a more regular visitor! Here are the two girls in the shed. The 750, in particular, shines up well enough but fairings can hide so much dirt....
  22. Dear All, I would like to replace my Nikko high-mount muffler with another sports muffler that I ran into. I'm not terribly clumsy, but I can't seem to get the linkpipe off the collector. Sprayed several times with IMAL, tapped it with a screwdriver and hammer, but alas. He seems to be coming a little, but not enough. And yes, the screw is loose. Any other tips before the whole neighborhood ends up in a madhouse because of me banging the hammer? Thanks!
  23. Hi everyone, It's been a while since I was on here, which kinda matches with my use of the VFR these days. Ever since getting my own shed, a Deauville for the regular commute, a bargain of a VFR 800 VTEC just before the pandemic hit, a small camper, a dog, and general house jobs, along with working full-time, it's not been easy to find the time that I used to devote to it. That said, it's not been forgotten either. It's still a beautiful dark green 1997 model which has seen me through thick and thin, working away as a daily commuter to college, then to another part of the country (was the central character in a long letter I wrote to Bike which earned me a subscription and a set of Pilot Road 2s for it!). It's benefited from the expertise shared on this forum and with the odometer well past 90,000 miles, I'd love to see it approach the big 100,000 with some grace. No more cold, salty mornings, or being drenched in winter rain. I started my quest yesterday evening and soon realised that not only had I neglected the VFR, but I've neglected my own spannering skills too. As they say, if you don't use them, you lose them. Taking a look at the list of jobs to be completed, I remember that I need to check the charging system, when I put it away the little LED on the dashboard was telling me that it wasn't all that healthy. There's no longer a chain on it, that was left behind on the motorway during it's last outing, thankfully without causing any damage. Does that count as one of my nine lives? The rapid deflation of my rear tyre on the VFR 800 on the same stretch of motorway probably counts as another. Taking the rear bodywork off, I was disappointed to see the fuel lines and other bits and bobs covered, here and there, in mould which might very well contain a cure for Covid. Who knows? I say disappointed because this is no way to treat a 25 year old bike which one has professed to love. I'm a tidy person, it's not my style to tolerate mess, and yet, here it is in it's most organic form. The one thing I did manage to do was keep the battery charged and the bike will start, but with gummed up carbs, a sniff of throttle kills it. I attempt to take the tank off but the fuel hose from the tap doesn't want to budge so I remove it from the fuel filter at the other end. I have a jug with me to catch the fuel as it comes out but completely forget to turn off the fuel tap itself. It even takes me a second to just put my thumb over the hose to stop it pouring out. I'm very out of practice. Thankfully, I have a little bit full of cat litter and sawdust for situations like this and scatter that around but it's already after eating through a good bit of the floor paint. Ronseal, apparently, doesn't do what it says on the tin, anymore. After cleaning up, I removed the tank, the airbox cover and air filter, grab my can of carb cleaner and give the trumpets a good spray. Again, the bike starts and the fuel pump ticks (it's an aftermarket one, much louder than standard) but even after liberal spraying, it won't manage to reach past 4000rpm. My guess is the high-speed jets in the carbs need a clean, the whole thing needs a clean really. However, after 15 minutes of spraying carb cleaner, running the engine a bit, and breathing air which is now composed of half-burnt petrol, I have to stop. It's been lovely to hear the v-four fire through the unbaffled Delkevic end can and good to think oil has been pumped around the various passages. It's no victory though, and those carbs will need to be pulled off. The whole bike needs a spruce up. Still, there's less winter ahead than behind us, Spring will be here soon, and with it renewal, and longer days. Can that sense of renewal apply to this old 25 year beauty? It's up to me. I really hope so.
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      December 2020 Southwest
      The second week of December I went down to the Southwest to see a bunch of big rocks.
      Read all about it on my blog: https://crotchrocketeer.blogspot.com/2020/12/snowbird-december-2020.html
      (I'm really too lazy to copy it all and pictures and stuff into a post here)

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      Money Shots:  Your beautiful picture of your beautiful VFR in action.
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      Deals Gap?
      Just a great shot one of your buddies captured for you that you really like?
       
      Let's see your glamour shot of your vfr doing vfr stuff.  
       
      This has always been one of my favorites.  Everybody knows you don't have to go fast at Deal's Gap for the amazing photographers to make you look good.  This is no exception.
      Fairly clean run on a rainy weekday with my buddy on a far superior machine (he thinks so, anyway 😉  ) giving chase. 
       
      I know a lot of guys are way faster than me.  I'm not pretending to be anything special.  But damn, talk about lipstick on a pig...
       
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      Juniper Pass

      I took a day off from work and also from my bicycle training to take out the Veefalo one last time before the weather turns ugly, supposed to snow the rest of the week and possibly start sticking to the ground along the Colorado Front Range. I took a leisurely pace up hwy 105 toward Morrison and got reacquainted with the bike since its been over a month since I took any sort of twisties on it at all, hwy 105 is a scenic ride along the front range between Denver and Colorado Springs, its mostly easy fast sweepers and lite traffic so its a favorite road of mine when going north. Then I have to negotiate a bit of traffic near Highlands ranch and up hwy 470 into the mountains. I decided to take the Morrison Exit and try either Lookout Mountain or head up Golden Gate Canyon - this time it was Lookout Mountain, I was sort of making it up on the fly as I went along. Lookout Mountain is my old bicycling haunt from my days while I was working at Coors, its a killer ride and all uphill - I don't think I could do it today If I had to, not quite there yet! I saw a whole bunch of riders doing it though and wished I was in shape enough to be there doing it as well. 30 more lbs and I will be able to do it! On this day I would do it on the Veefalo instead.

       

       

       

       

      I took a video from the gateway to the top at the Lookout Mountain State Park, getting past riders, the guy in the green jacket actually pretty much astounded me with how far he had gotten in the short time it took me to set up my camera, some 3 miles at least and up to the gateway from the turn off at hwy 6! Amazing I thought. I took the first two turns slow then got more comfortable as I went up further, till I was doing well, I made some gearing mistakes and took the tight 15mph marked hairpins in the wrong gear so I lugged it a bit on one or two. Still enjoyed it though and then got off at the top and hiked over a rock outcropping for an overview of the road for the pictures below.

       

       

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      Lookout Mountain - Golden Colorado

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      Lookout Mountain Park top of the mountain

      From there I headed up interstate 70 to Idaho Springs for a beer at the Tommy-knockers brewery, I was the only customer in the joint - slow day for them so they treated me like a king! I got a nice tour of the place sort of impromptu, they made me a nice Pastrami sandwich on rye and with the brown ale it was fantastic. I must say the beer is much better there than in the bottles - its always good at the brewery. I am glad I stopped

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      Tommy-knockers Brewpub Idaho Springs

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      Idaho Springs Colorado

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      Mashtuns and fermenters

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      Rows of fermenters

      I finished my lunch and since the road to Mount Evans is right there I headed up Squaw pass hoping to get in some nice pictures I wasn't expecting what I found, ICE IN ALL THE SHADY PARTS

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      Icy patches on Squaw Pass definitely taking it easy on that road

      There were some section where the ice covered the whole road for 300 yards or so I had to roll through it with my legs out to help keep the bike from sliding and falling over, I took it real slow. A Ford pickup was right behind me so I pulled over to let him pass but the guy was going slower then even I was so I pressed on - in places where I could see I just cut over to the oncoming lane and out of the ice where the sun was shining on the road more, but some places there was not alternative so I just had to go slow, good thing it wasn't slick but rather they tossed some gravel over the worst parts so I had some traction!

      I did stop for pictures in all the best spots

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      Echo Lake at Mount Evans showing off my new plate

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      Elephant Butte Park and Denver

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      Close up

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      Veefalo on Squaw Pass

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      Juniper Pass

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      Juniper Pass

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      Mount Evans

      My route A is home B is Tommy-knockers

       

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      Not that it matters and not that I expect anyone had noticed, but to those who sent me "where are you?" I would like to say I am back. Not only that I am officially returning to VFRD after nearly 2 months break but I have also ridden my Hawk last weekend and had FUN! Let me restate that; I had major fun riding! Something I have almost given up on.

      Most of you have been riding your whole adult lives and riding is not only a hobby to you, it is part of you. But I started riding three years ago and even though I have encounter some setbacks, till this spring I loved riding with whole my heart. However, I have always considered riding as my hobby. As a hobby which suppose to make my life better, more fun and more rich. Life is too short to do something which we don't fully love.

      My love of riding received a first major scar this spring: I lost a friend on the racetrack. He was a total stranger who offered me his help after I lowsided at CMP track last year. I still remember hearing his "Hi, my name is Todd, do you need help?" while I was duct-taping my roadrash from ripped jacket. He helped me straighten up the shifter and we kept in touch. The next time we saw each other was the day he died.

      With 9 months delay, I can say that Todd's death shook me more than I have realized. It rooted fear in me which was fueled by seeing and hearing about others getting hurt over and over again. If I was to summarize this year - it would be one big accident report. I became sensitive to every broken bone, every roadrash, every lowside. And even though I did 10 track days this year, I became slower and slower and slower. Suddenly, I have acquired this 'grandma' riding style on the road, frozen with fear that behind every corner there is car standing in my lane, or major sand trap or deer staring at me ... I was crippled with fear not only for me about also for my fellow rider.

      So, at the end of this year, I rode more and more by myself. I could not bear the feelings of responsibility for others on the road and my lines were crippled by my own fears. It all culminated this fall at WDGAH. In a freaky accident Love2rideh82crash was taken down by a truck crossing into our lane. I was done. I finished the weekend, locked the VFR into a garage and took a break.

      Until the last weekend, I pretended that motorcycles do not exists. As a last instance after 2 months break from riding, I decided to go to CMP track to see if I can still have fun. I also felt like I should go for the memory of Todd. I went and I had fun! I had much more fun than I expected and the most fun on track I can remember. Suddenly the whole track connected into an uninterupted line of turns and I felt one with the bike riding around! I was giggling like a little girl in my helmet and keep on giggling ever since smile.gif

      Granted I was not the fastest one and through out the weekend, I have never exceeded about 60% of my riding abilities, but I had no "oh-shit" nor 'blond' moments. I could have maybe go faster, I could have brake later for the turns and I could have lean further, but I am no Rossi nor Stoner. I decided to ride for fun and I had amazing blast riding well within my comfort zone.

      I was proud of myself when, after bandaging Ricks arm, I was able to distance myself and go back to riding without the year-long fear. I did feel bad for him but the feelings were not crippling my lines nor my mind. And when a total stranger came to me and said "Hi, my name is Todd", my heart stopped for a minute though but I suddenly knew that my life went a full circle. I probably will never win MotoGP :idea3: , but I am back! :wheel:

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