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Wow. Lots of progress. Real fine work on the switch wiring. I would ditch the blue ignition wires and go for plain black ones. The oil lines/fittings look great. Overall, the bike looks fantastic so far. You're moving or an investment house?

Good read. Picture with the narrow bridge is neat. Crazy with the bikes in the tree like that...Those sight lines look great, reminds me of Ohio. Gotta get down to AR soem time.

Good stuff BLS.

:blink: well said.

What road? I don't know nuthin' about no road. :rolleyes:

Wow. You are one talented guy. Really nice work.

Well I got it home hooked it up to the pc, then played with it, definitly the throttle postion wire was jacked up cause I could bend the harness and it would change TP% on the screen. I dont know how to unhook the wires on the thing - cut them off shorter and rewire them into the jack? I accidently cut a wire too removing the tape. maybe cut it at both ends and solder in a complete jumper wire...

Really good write up. I enjoyed reading it. That pic of the Blue Ridge with the road winding into the foggy distance is great. Ever work out your PC2 issue?

First real ride of the year. Every year I ride deeper into the winter and hibernate longer in the Spring. Gotta change that. Anyway, I was up and out of the house by 7AM. Not too bad since I was up late watching UFC despite already having seen all three fights. I had a nice route setup on my Garmin. Most of the roads were new to me that I had been eyeing on maps all winter. I was heading to the Delaware Water Gap National Park Area, then to High Point, and finally, I was going to work my way into New York and go east to Bear Mountain. I did something different this ride; I did about 30 minutes of slab to get west so that my planned clockwise route loop would put me near home at the end. Usually, I always end up way west and have to drag home on the highway in the heat of the day with lots of Jersey traffic. Not fun, especially after riding all day. Most motorists around here are really aggressive and cannot appreciate that you have been on the bike all day or for the last dozen days and that the last thing you want to do is compete for lane space on the homestretch of your journey with an object much larger than you. It was a brisk 51 degrees and I had the streets to myself. My first set of new roads (622 to 617 to 521) turned out to be pretty good. 622 through Swartwood Park was really great but it wasn't very long. I worked my way north along the Delaware National Park and quickly approached High Point State Park. I turned onto a last minute road choice that I hesitantly added late last night. I definitely thought the road might be gravel. It is named after morning in the mountains. What a find! This is one of my secret roads for sure. It is a one-way, 12 foot wide, ribbon of perfect asphalt that travels to one of the highest places in the state. I ripped along the tree lined tunnel for miles really enjoying the freedom of no opposing lane. At the top, there is a fork in the road, to the left, the even better looking decent began, to the right was a scenic lookout. I figured it was time for a nice snack so I headed right. There were two cars already parked. I thought this was strange because I didn't see a single car the whole way up and it was still early on a Sunday morning. After I removed my gear I glanced over. The two people were both in the back seat of the same car. I, of course, smiled and waved. It wasn't until they both got out of the car that I realized it was two young ladies. Somewhere around that time I also realized they were both smokin' hot. Now, imagine my surprise when they both walked right up to me, still sitting on the Viffer, whom, I imagine was busy thinking about the mountain's descending twisties, and said, and I quote, "We were here all night long." I think I just stared and maybe blinked a few times before I came up with the perfect thing to say - "Oh." Then they smiled and asked what time I had begun riding this morning. They kept smiling and asked me various other questions. I started to get the weirdest feeling like they wanted me to stay.... I quickly heeded the Viffer's call and mounted up. As I left they were wrapped around each other and grasping for the door handle to the back seat of their car. Oh my! As I banged a right at the fork my stomach reminded me of the snack that I forgot to eat. With the exception of a few more choice roads in High Point, the rest of the morning was pretty uneventful. Decent riding along the NY/NJ state line as I was headed for 17A, a road our very own poconovfr told me about. It was a whole lotta fun, but, as with most roads around here, not long lived. Just as the road straightens out into a two laner, which ends at the NY Thruway/Bear Mountain a few miles away, a guy in a newer beemer pulls out in front of me. We were pretty much alone on this stretch and after a minute or so the guy began eyeballing me and revving his engine. When I didn't respond he took off for a few hundred feet and then slowed down. By the third time he did this, I had had enough. I almost never (don't say a word Anthony!) take up the sports car guys, but it was such a nice day and I have a few points left on my license, so I figured what the hell. Down the mountain we went side-by-side. The Viffer is mean with a 150 pound ass on it; there was plenty left and certainly no need to use it. I could tell the bike was happy screaming its way to the upper reaches of the tach. When I entered Bear Mountain and the beemer guy turned onto the cross highway we were both smiling - it was that kind of day. 106 in Bear Mountain was closed last year. It is still closed. About 4 miles up, the road is completely blocked. Believe me, if there was any sort of way around, besides scaling sheer rock or swimming, I wouldn’t have thought twice. Fortunately, the barrier is at the end of the good stuff and the “road closed” signs keeps the traffic to almost non-existent levels. Tight, technical, off-camber twisties for 4 miles up and back. Once I got on 17, I noticed the temps getting high, day traffic was getting thick, and my stomach was still not very happy with me. I made it back home in about an hour. Clocked about 250 miles. Being the first real ride of the season, I was surprised of confidence I had in the tighter stuff. It really is like riding a bike.

Good topic. I tend to push it more when riding with others as I am sure most of us do. I have ridden with at least 20 VFRD members. You know what? I don't know a single one of your last names (except Seebacher(sp?)) or your addresses or whom to contact... It sucks to think about, but we all know, in an instant any one of us can be incommunicado. Then everyone else is standing around looking at each other like a bunch of dopes. I have the cell phone "ICE" thing going, but I may add one of those zipper card things to my equipment... Hope the rider pulls through...

First time I have seen this topic. I don't even know what to say.... good freakin' job. :biggrin:

'99 offset pins.

Nice trip. I have to get myself and my VFR out west sometime, such a different environment to be riding in....

Wow. I've never seen anything like those.

wow, that bike is hurt. I hope it's rider faired better. Looks like you will need all that extra time you have on your hands to rebuild that thing. Some sweet looking forks though.

...and so the justification has begun. Classic. SC VFR :mad: wife/gf But honey, my love, you just don't understand. This is an investment. You see, due to the increased horsepower, I will only have to use the throttle a little bit, just a fraction of what I was doing before. And, therefore my gas mileage should increase significantly, wear and tear on the intricate cables and stuff should also decrease dramatically too. You understand, right? This will save us a ton of money in the long run. Just think honey, after a few years the kit will pay for itself. After that, its all gravy. We can finally go on that trip you always wanted with all the extra money... ... ... ... :biggrin: I think I just stumbled on the reason I am single.