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  2. Well until I sell the kawi I own 2 now lol
  3. Today
  4. Has anyone found an interesting alloy oil filler cap for an 800 (any/all years) with provisions for lock wire. I know I could drill a hole in my stock black plastic cap, but I want something more visually interesting. I have seen several possibilities, but I am having trouble confirming what sizes fit the 800. According to a Ron Ayers part# search no sport bikes use the same cap, but I see several listings that claim to fit RC51, or CBR RR and fit the VFR800. Maybe sellers are getting confused because VFR1200 uses the same cap as those sport bike models?
  5. Welcome. Yes, some of the best biking roads in the world.....when the weather is nice. ūüėČ
  6. Just wanted to update and say thanks again for the detail... with the kickstand up eliminating my issue temporarily, I am feeling less rushed to do this... I'm waiting for a few electrical parts to arrive (gear indicator, voltmeter, USB port) and will probably get at this all at once and just pull the fairings and make a day of it. When i get it done i will come back and post. Again, appreciate the detail and I will be following the steps above.
  7. Yes, they fit. Back in 1999 I bought a set of CBR600 foot pegs for my '99 VFR800. I hated the fat rubber pads on my 5th gen VFRs, and thought the CBR600F4/F4i & CBX1100 ones looked much better. The pegs I bought have exactly the same part numbers as what Partzilla show are on 6th gen VFRs. So, yes, 6th gen foot pegs are a direct replacement for your 5th gen's. Note that there are several parts to each peg, take a look at this drawing for the 6th gen.
  8. Yeah, Bautista did again what he was good at in MotoGP as well eh? I did check the TV coverage's crowd shots for any "VFR" hats or T-shirts to no avail..... Next year, wear a fluo pink hat and T-shirt please......
  9. Welcome to VFRD I was working in your country for 5 weeks in 1993. Did some exploring over the weekend, visiting some interesting places. Even rented a motorcyle for a little ride around one day. Navigating was fun since I could not read the road signs...
  10. Welcome to VFRD from across the pond Post your questions in the relvant section and for sure you will be served
  11. Welcome to VFRD from across the pond
  12. Exciting excited exciting Everything is fair game maximize Did Donald's press office release this?
  13. I couldn't agree more on the voltmeter. It was this that alerted me to the degradation of the 3-pin alternator connector when I noticed my charging voltage was dropping over time, from memory it dipped to 13.3V. The wires around the connector were also feeling pretty warm at that stage. At that point I cut out the connector and soldered in new wires plus heat shrink. After that I got a pretty steady 14.2V at normal running rpm.
  14. I won’t relive that discussion but All Balls recommends the same as OE torque for their tapered bearings. Sounds nuts I know, I’d say safe bet is that’s the upper limit. Biggest thing to do is let the weight of the bike back on the front and help it all settle in before torque. Then with front end off the ground again, check steering lock-to-lock for smooth sweep and shouldn’t have loads of resistance. If it’s a bit sticky (like stuck in molasses feel), back off a tiny bit. Always good to check the steering feel after some miles too. Often times they’ll settle further and need another quick tighten. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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  16. "I tinker, therefore I am" -Renńó Descartes
  17. Thanks you guys. Saw that ebay listing and was kind of wondering the same thing. Will try to piece things together on that venhill site. Unfortunately the pound is over 4.2 zloty so we'll see. Again, thank you.
  18. Hello. Bought the first VFR 5th gen in Europe 3 weeks ago, after not having one for years, and was wondering if you guys can help me out. The light switch seems to have 3 options; off, city, high beam? I ask because when I bought the bike the off position worked, the middle position only turned on a center, and weak, bulb and the full left position turned on what I assumed were the city lights. Didn't change the position of the switch much until now (was usually kept in full left position). Started the bike tonight (without touching anything) and now I'm noticing that the high beam indicator light is on in the dash. It has never turned on before no matter what position I had the switch on. Flipping the switch to the middle position still only turns on that weak center bulb but the high beam dash light turns off. Haven't done much night riding so I don't know exactly remember the difference between high/low beams. The headlight is bright but doesn't seem to be giving the extra brightness/pattern that I remember cars having lol. aka: The light doesn't splash on the entire back of cars/trucks. Since I just returned, I forgot about how a lot of the VFR tricks and gimmicks should work and look like. It seems like half the system, at a time, is working correctly. Assume that I'm an idiot but not entirely stupid. Can anyone chime in on what's going on? Anything would be appreciated.
  19. Be sure to let us know if you experience a heat reduction from the saddle. When peeps ask if riding in a leather suit gets warm in the summer heat I reply "It like wearing a sauna while sitting on a hot oven".
  20. That is a great picture of five great machines.
  21. MaxSwell

    Two Pack

    Nice pair!
  22. OEM is a cushion front sprocket.....just checked the one I have in my extra parts drawer....it has the same part number you list in your note.
  23. Skids

    Suspension Refresh

    Stopped for lunch at a cafe in the middle of Suffolk....what a difference. I've clearly been riding around the deteriorating suspension for quite a few miles. Best money you can spend on a bike!
  24. down to 700 +/- miles max per day on my 5th gen....... i must be getting old...... great pics :)
  25. By any chance could you recommend a good source for these?
  26. Last week
  27. Since that is a friction type lock I would make very certain that it doesn't bind in the off position when the grips are at full heat.
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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
      Viethorse?

       

      Gettin' the party started
       

       
       
       
       
       
       
       


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    1. Barrys Den Diner at Texas Creek

       

      https://contour.com/stories/bishops-castle-run-to-wetmore

       


      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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