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  2. You tested the stator leads for grounding to the frame? They should not. Is that what you meant by Harness leads test good all around? Have the battery load tested at a parts store?
  3. Only one of them is destined for 6th Gen bodywork, as far as I know. And that one is already a bit widened on the right side. I'm not speaking for HSNZ, just speculating because he was asking about them earlier. If there are only 3 down payments, I know who they are and what 2 of the projects are and can guess on the 3rd (based on previous projects).
  4. Another big outage today. Server offline! Anyone know what's happening?
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  6. Voltage is swinging around at RPM above Idle. Harness leads test good all around. Regulator tests bad. ‘Out of range” impedance all 12 ways. Ordered new regulator. That should do it, right? 👌🤞👀🤓
  7. Yes, I was thinking rich as well, but not sure why. The cables are all goofed up in the photo because I removed the bracket that holds them in line and was trying to get the top one through that bolt area. I need to buy a new top cable, and they seem to be listed as either push or pull when I search. I'm guessing pull is correct and pull = open.
  8. Definitely ended up having a charging prob, as it turned out. With bike running, voltage swung wildly at anything more than a bit above idle. Tested harness leads going to regulator. All normal. Tested resistance on the regulator, and got “out of range” both in and out. I’m thinking that this conclusively proves the problem is the regulator and nothing but, right?
  9. YES - Definetly replace the ESR, as previously mentioned, that relay is the main power feed for ALL your EFI. Have a good look at its connections. You need to have a solid 12v at the R/W and BI/W wire of the ESR with Ignition to ON. As Lorne mentioned above. Have a very good look for heat stress and poor connections for both the 30amp fuses. You need to find where the 12v drops to 10v that you have been measuring. So check the state of the above fuses. If it all looks good then with your meter start at the main Fuses measuring the voltage 12v then move to the R/W wire to the Engine Stop Relay, keep following that line until you find where it drops to 10v. Hope your voltage drop is caused by either of the above or you might be looking at a faulty ECM!
  10. Has it been confirmed that the splayed 8th gen tubes will clear 6th gen bodywork? My gut reaction is that they should , but it would be a major bummer to have them and find out otherwise.
  11. It was great seeing you guys and hanging out. Lets not wait another two years to get together again. Tj.
  12. The main fuse is colocated with the starter relay, mounted under the seat just rearward from the battery. This diagram on p.1-34 of the service manual should help you find it. While you're inspecting the starter relay ensure that all the other electrical connections are in good order. Good luck.
  13. B1, B2, B14 have solid connection with battery ground, relay ground matches battery. B12 is 10v when ECM is connected, and goes to 12 if I unplug it. As for the main fuse, I could't find one. I have a manual in my hands, it mentions fuse box to the right near dashboard, but there are no 30 amp fuses inside... Where I can find it? Hmm.. I didn't try swapping the ESR.. Will try next time I'm in garage
  14. Hot start troubles, and needing to open the throttle for starting seems to indicate an overly rich condition. Hmm, the routing of your throttle cables looks completely wrong. The bracket should locate the cables ahead and in-line with the pulley on the carburettors. Can you post a photo(s) showing more of that area? This photo from Reviving a 1994 VFR750F shows their orientation. Note this is from a '94 VFR and the service manual indicates some differences between the '90-'93 and the '94-'97 models. It appears the throttle shaft rotates clockwise so the lower cable opens the throttle and the upper one closes it. There is no push function with the throttle, the second cable is just a braces & suspenders back-up should the throttle spring be unable to close it.
  15. Well maintained (new synthetic oil before storage every year, fluids changed regularly) well farkled 2001 with 32K miles. Farkles include: Clearwater Darla LED lights, heli bars, Sargent seat, Krauser topcase rack & mount, SW-Motech mounts and Pelican Storm cases, Heads up voltage monitor, SW Motec exhaust, upgraded suspension and more. I planned on keeping this bike forever, but my wife can't last more than an hour on the bike these days, so a new bike was required. This bike isn't perfect, with scratches on the fairing and being tipped on over on both sides both while parked in parking lots--however, it has been well maintained and is mechanically sound. I won't hesitate to hop on the bike and head to either coast. The bike comes with a service manual, stock seat, seat cowl, stock muffler and Rick's rectifier. You can reach me at blms1959@gmail.com. Thanks. $3,000.00
  16. Thanks for showing up, everyone. I, for one, had a great time, and it was nice to see old friends again and to meet and ride with thepretender. 294 miles in 11 hours 29 minutes door to door. Felt weird to be the leader most of the way. I looked at the bikes in my mirror and it reminded me of a Geico commercial; except for the dorky half shell helmets, you guys looked the part. Finally at the foot of Del Puerto Canyon road when Brian, Noel, and Doug jetted off, it felt back to normal. Strange day at the Junction, we saw C-W trio on a flat bed trailer stage playing Pink Floyd. food was good. that band wasn't half bad. Here are some pix of the day. I'll try to post up another ride before I head back overseas. Probably mid July, my schedule should firm up next week. Thanks to all. Jeff J.
  17. Thanks for the welcome MaxSwell! I’ll contribute when I can and question as needed. Rob
  18. Just relocated back to Tucson after a 20 year absence. Looking for fun/good roads to ride. It used to be Mt Lemmon, Kitt Peak Observatory and the road out to Colossal Caves were good rides, not sure if that is still the case, looking for something not as populated with cars/bicycles. Thanks!
  19. Please post up a review, as this is something that intrigues me, living in AZ.....
  20. At least 3 of those 8g headers are for 5th/6th gen bikes because we want the splayed front tubes to accommodate a low mounted front radiator. To me it makes more sense to batch these with the 5/6 header run. I owe an update on centerstand stops. I've been busy bouncing around other jobs in my shop but I will get to them!
  21. Relays are very sensitive to Grounding, a weak path-to-ground on the bike can cause relays to "chatter". Worth checking and verifying good grounding for the bike's wiring harness.
  22. I did the same thing, and also had no joy. I believe now that two relays were getting flaky: the Fuel Cut Off relay, which is clicking, and the Engine Stop relay, which is upstream of the FCR.
  23. Thanks for the link! I still have the original frame, engine, and swingarm of my '99. Maybe the tail is the only original plastic, I can't recall.
  24. If the 8th Gen number of orders is only 3 or 4, then I'm fairly certain they are all custom jobs. Seems like no 8th Gen riders are actually interested...? They seem like a group that is really satisfied with slip ons and their superior charging systems...😆
  25. Haha, you are too kind. That was more of a reference to my day job but I guess the inference remains the same. Impressed you discovered Trigger's Broom.
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      Salt River Canyon and Tombstone, AZ
      My good friend John invited me (I may have imposed) for a visit from cold Massachusetts down to sunny Arizona for an extended weekend of riding.  He's kinda giddy right now as he just bought a new bike and this was his first long ride.  We rode for three days, the first two days were with his other friends, so we had a group of four.  John's new bike is a Harley Sport Glide and his buddies were also on Harleys, I was the outlier riding John's old love, his Honda Interceptor.
      You never know what it's going to be like when riding in a group, in particular if you are riding with folks you never met before.  Fortunately they were good guys, unfortunately they don't like to stop so I missed capturing some great scenery but you gotta roll with the flow in these cases.  Also, I made the mistake of not cataloging our meals, some great Mexican food can be had in Arizona.

      Which one of these is not like the other.

      240 plus miles and no stops other than for gas, lunch and one time to sort directions.  This was our destination for the night, Heber, AZ.  This charming canyon runs through the middle of town, no bigger than a large ditch.  I'm assuming it becomes a bit more grand further along.

      Heber is a very, very small town.  A handful of houses, two antique stores and a couple of restaurants.  Plus cow skulls and aliens.

      We are at pretty high elevation, 6,627 feet and it was cold the next morning.  Mike, the ride leader, wanted to get rolling right away but it was just barely above 32 degrees.  We coaxed him into a long breakfast and passively packed quite slowly, warmed up to about 42 degrees when we headed out.  Fortunately for me John's VFR has heated grips.

      Our main destination is Salt River Canyon.  This is not that canyon, Jeff is standing right at the edge of the dropoff though it's hard to tell in this photo, it is a long way down.

      One of the neat things about riding in the desert are the long views to the horizon and the mesas and mountains in the distance.

      We are on the north side of the Salt River Canyon lookout.  The highway winds down the canyon walls to the bottom along the river and then rises back up to the other side.  Some spectacular views, technical curves and switchbacks and lots of other riders.

      Here is a panorama of the canyon from the floor along the river.  See if you can make out the road descending and ascending on either side.

      Under the bridge looking south along the canyon walls.

      This happened more than once, Jeff, John and I were all on a Cardo comm and our ride leader wasn't connected.  The few times we made a stop he kept on going and he either had to turn around or wait.  Mike was a good sport about it, he's a great rider, spent 20 years as a moto-cop in San Diego and LA.  We all said our goodbyes after a BBQ lunch back in Tucson.

      The next day it was just John and I and we took a meandering route to Tombstone, AZ.  Those not familiar with Tombstone, it was an old west town that earned it's fame for the gunfight at the OK Corral.

      I saw many mines on my ride the days before and again today.  These are massive projects.

      The dusty town of Tombstone, AZ.  It's a tourist attraction now with workers dressed up in period costumes and barking along the main street to come and see a gunfight or watch the can-can dancers.

      You can go for a stagecoach ride or shoot a revolver at a shooting gallery if you so desire.

      I was hoping to go and see the "Highest Kicks in Town" at the Oriental Saloon but John steered us towards Big Nose Kate's for our lunch.

      Now normally I don't drink when I'm riding but I'm in the Old West at a saloon so I broke my rule.  Mine is the shorter darker beer.  And that lovely lady was our bartender, didn't catch her name but when your a cowpoke rolling into town for one night what's in a name anyway.  She was absolutely wonderful and quite charming.

      The famous cemetery of Boot Hill.  Apparently this used to be free to enter but now it's an attraction with a gift store/museum and a fee to walk the grounds.  Didn't really feel like a tour so I snapped a quick photo at a hole in the fence.  According to John at least they cleaned it up now that it's a paid attraction and I understand that there is a guide or guidebook to explain the sites in more detail.

      In the Old West they say the good guys wear white but in John's case this isn't true.  He may be wearing black but he is one of the most generous and kind people I know.
      So long pardner, we got to ride these horses back home to Tucson now.  Ride safe!
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      Another Epic Ride...Kind of
      Who remembers Viethorse and his epic trip to the USA from Vietnam? Believe it or not it has been five years since this Saturday night by the fire. 
      Well, this time America goes to Vietnam to share some ride experience courtesy of Viethorse. I am headed to Hanoi and points north for some
      photo ops with our Vietnamese correspondent. Stay tuned for some epic photoes from the other side of the world. Anyone have a message for


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      I have not been to the Greenhorn highway all summer, the road to Bishops castle - its always fun railing the turns on that fast sweeper road, then the tighter stuff down to Wetmore. I met up with reddog in Woodland Park and we checked out the sky and thought well maybe we can go around Pikes Peak to a turn off at Twin Rocks and avoid the angry looking clouds sitting over Pikes Peak. We got lucky and missed most of the rain. Heading south on High Park road we saw a rare site, motorcycles holding up cars! We figured it was a new rider and sure enough it was a woman on a metric crusier and her husband not far behind riding 15 below the speed limit - of course in a section with no sight lines for at least a mile, we had to pass 3 cars and 2 bikes.

      Reddog was saying over the blue tooth sena communicators they should pull off - but honestly I am sure she was so white knucked kung fu grip on the handle bars she probably had no idea there were cars behind her! I did not mind too much cause I know the road well and knew we were going to be into a passing zone soon enough.

      Then over the back road to Cripple Creek we were soon on hwy 50 - Reddog was astonished at how bad they messed up that road with tar snakes, the hill down to the Arkansas River was so full of tar snakes it was like riding over a slip and slide water park as wide as the road. It was awful - sections we did over the years at a 100 plus are now very dangerous and not advisable to ride much over the speed limit if even that.






      Lunch was a bacon cheese burger with weird maple syrup flavored bacon? It sort of ruined the burger which was very tasty but the maple syrup was just too much. Hit the spot though after we both peeled that stuff off. Then back on the road to Westcliff where we finally got some rain, just enough to clean the bugs off the visor. They dont call them the wet mountains for nothin!

      Then soon we were pushing the speed up a bit and turned off on the Green Horn hwy at McKenzi Junction and then I rolled on the throttle and let her rip all the way to Bishops Castle - thats a very fun fast ride for 15 min or so of good stuff. There is more good twisties if you keep going but the best stuff is on the way to the Castle. Bigalow Divide its called is the best part.






      Bishops Castle from behind the trees






      Young kid way way up on the railing to nowhere


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      We rode into Flornece and the heat on the temp gauge showed 100f, only in Colorado can you go from 65 to 100 in a matter of 12 mintues! We looked back at the wet mountains it was just covered with rain clouds, we hit it at the perfect time!



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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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