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  2. I have a set of shad 35's , bags only, the hardware went with my bike when it was sold and forget to put them on. I think you can buy the hardware set from bike bandit or revzilla I think. I'll both bags in mint condition for $300 plus shipping or best offer.
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  4. inspect the sparkplugs to see if too much fuel is getting into cylinders, may be leaky float needle.
  5. I don’t feel robbed at all. And good luck finding any tradesman in Australia who only charges $35 an hour for labour. Some people can always get things cheaper, better and faster.
  6. Hi all, Looking for some help. I was out for a ride last week and had trouble starting after filling up with gas. I had been dealing with a hot start issue (starter clutch) for a while, so I thought it finally gave up the ghost. I changed that out along with a clean air filter and new plugs. There's no more grind with hot starts, but I'm still having a hard time starting the bike. Instead of the choke, it seems to fire up if I hold the throttle wide open when starting. It will idle and run fine up to about 5k, maybe 5500, and then fall on it's face. So, what's supposed to happen at 5k rpms that isn't happening? Carb issues? Electrical issues? Other ideas?
  7. unsolvable charging problems can sometimes be traced to the plug atop the starter solenoid, where signs of heat-distress often appear.
  8. Agree, but that would be pretty unlucky as the OP states he's fitted a new Stator!
  9. Agree with that, no facebook for me either. ūüėé
  10. Problem with brushed staters is they have nowhere for the brush wear residue/dust to go. So the brushes start to stick which increases arcing that increases wear. If you ever need to replace a set of brushes & they are NLA then just go to a car parts place & buy a set. They are all bigger than bike ones, then cut them to shape to fit your starter motor ! Give it a full clean & degrease & all good to go like new again.
  11. Adding "The Drill" link. Hey look, I can thank myself... ūü§£
  12. Forums in general seem to get a lot less traffic these days. Everyone just uses Facebook for everything. Personally, I find Facebook much too invasive for my tastes.
  13. 89600 miles is a lot of miles on a bike. Time for something new!
  14. x2 on this - my suspicion as well.
  15. Yeah best solution by far. Looks in very good nick too.
  16. Got out for about a 40 minute ride yesterday, pipe sounds good, nice little rumble without being too loud for the rest of society (IMO). I let it cool down and have fired it back up to idle for a couple of minutes, like after the original install, no condensation dripping out any more; checked again this AM, still no water. Life is good.
  17. Hi Luvmyvfr, Thank you for your donation of 25.00 USD. We look forward to improving the forums with your donation. Thanks VFRDiscussion
  18. Just guessing...Sounds like a bad stator leg while hot. Search for "the drill" charging system test and run while hot.
  19. Back in the States now. My bike fired right up after 4 months on a battery tender. Took it out for a 90 mile ride today...I'm ready to go. Looking forward to seeing everyone in about a week. I'll follow up with everyone before the ride. See you all Saturday. Jeff J.
  20. That's invaluable information, Duc2V4. I guess I'll leave the two hoses on the shelf for now. I should have known something was up when they listed the kit for 2002-2014 VFR800s.
  21. Yeah, wasn’t my fault. Bought it like that. All good now!
  22. Note that the 6 Gen kit also applies to the 8 Gen. Sfdownhill and I have been talking to AS3 trying to get them to separate their kits so that the 6 Gen can get a complete set. The short hose that connects the rad cap filler tube to the radiator is not in the kit but is in the 5 Gen kit. On the 8 Gen, the radiator cap goes onto the radiator directly, so we assume this is why it’s missing in the 6/8 Gen kit and that you get the two extra hoses. As for the 5 Gen kit we have provided them with the one hose that connects to the wax unit and one that Honda does not sell anymore and to either make this part of the 5 Gen kit or sell it in kits for 00-01 and leave it out for 98-99. Good news for 00-01 owners is the hose is being made and should be available soon.
  23. Ahh, is that what it was? I did. Didn’t seem to be much traffic over there so I tried here. Seems like this is a more popular forum.
  24. i dont know that i can help you, but i am fallowing your post, i have the same issues, if i figure mine out i will let you know. please post your fix. thanks
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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!

       

       

    2. martinkap
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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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