|04-05-2010, 11:53 AM||#16|
Joined: Oct 2009
Location: Courtice, Ontario, Canada
Bike looks awesome! And you are using it the way it should be. How far can you go on a tank? We had a handful of theses bikes we used to use for training. They were my fav. Regret not getting one when i had the chance.
Keep riding. More Pics!........
If you get far enough away, you'll be on your way home.
Piss off, I'm in my Happy place.
|08-26-2010, 11:36 AM||#18|
Joined: Apr 2008
the review of the NX two up,
what an amazing touring machine
rofl: no I am just kidding
But I am pleased to report
thanks to all the mods I made beefing up the suspension
it is fun and tolerable for short distances even for the pillion
now if you are used to GWs or STs or other fine touring machines
just look away, there is nothing for you to see here hehe
So we had for a long time talked about touring on bikes together
and having her learn how to ride and going riding together and other such romantic stuff.
However not much ever happened due to being soo busy, having a small bike
and a whole host of other excuses we could make up.
However earlier this year after doing some wrenching on the bike
we just decided to go for it and have her get used the sometimes
comical act of being a pillion on such a small bike.
Forward a few months and now we have proper gear for her and
I never get the weird look when I ask; “Should we take the bike there?”
a few pics of us
We have since done a whole bunch of k's on a variety of short rides round
the city and before the season is done I hope to get her to try the handlebars for herself.
In short it has allowed me to share the joy of riding with my wife
no matter how small the doses.
What is even better she seems to enjoy it quite a bit and
never forgets to tell me that.
Luck me, eh
ArthDuro screwed with this post 08-26-2010 at 08:15 PM
|08-26-2010, 01:53 PM||#19|
Joined: Apr 2008
So one day these two shady characters show up in my drive way
The rear of the cbr was loosing air faster than fast and no tube was going to
sort that mess out, a plug was needed and we were quickly off in search of
a place to do it.
I got my gear on and we were off
Soon 3 thumping pistons were gracing the front lawn of motoshop
while the guy in the back did his plug-in-the-hole business.
$10 and a smoke later we were good to go.
Not long after we were joined by another piston
and we were stampeding the streets with 1025ccs of combined terror
while often nervously checking the pressure of the cbr rear.
We got to rip around at breakneck speeds and have delicious lunch by the lake.
1025cc of sheer power on display
Lock up your daughters the mad bikers are in town!
|08-26-2010, 03:04 PM||#20|
Joined: Apr 2008
I thought I would just mention this here for those of you that are noticing
the changes on my bike, since this thread was started.
I do a lot of tinkering, but really art is my thing and I always painted everything I owned, bikes, cars, bricks, shoes so it is only natural I would do it to my motorcycle.
Anyways after doing a bunch of this
to repair this
and then do some of this
It was time to get on the road and test the wind resistance of the new paint job and sturdiness of the repaired mounting tabs.
It turns out that all is well, and I was also able to watch this beauty be unveiled after getting its final coat of clear.
ah fresh paint just gotta love it
|08-26-2010, 03:46 PM||#21|
Joined: Apr 2008
Train Ain't Spottin'
This was one of those rides were you just need a fix
a qick there and back with no particular purpose...
wait that's how these things are most of the time.
Basically time was tight and I need to fill it anyways.
I ended up doing a few little roads that I mentioned in my low traction post.
It is close it is easy but is loads of fun.
Short gravel section. In much much better shape this time of year.
It get's a little grown in in places. Nothing bad just enough to make it feel nice.
You don't take many photos, you just keep going.
Down every bend, twist, turn, hill, driveway, everything you can before its time to head back.
Just what is needed for that little fix.
On the way back, another photo op.
I just like my bike and the places it takes me.
|08-26-2010, 07:47 PM||#22|
Joined: Apr 2008
Nuts n Bolts
Two guys, 4 wheels and one unexpected surprise.
This was another snack ride.
After grinding some slab in rush hour and an unexpected right turn
we found something of note.
A nice break from city traffic indeed. We ventured a little further and came across this gem.
This dude was all smiles, and it was decided to spend some time looking around.
Some nice scenery and some bad graffiti.
The water level was pretty low but there was plenty of evidence to suggest that is not the norm.
Bridges are cool right
Kind of scary when one of these zooms overhead.
Especially when underneath is littered with these.
We ventured a little further and explored a bit.
Enormous challenges and obstacles were overcome. hehe
But there was no stopping us.
Just one of those days where you say, huh well that was fun.
Need more of those. More.
|11-09-2010, 06:23 PM||#24|
Joined: Apr 2008
Three of us were wanting to go on this ride for a while but
due to all sorts of this and that’s we all ended up thinking it
wasn’t going to happen this year.
Somehow we aligned schedules and we got together for a day
of fun and tribulations on the dirt “roads” north of the city.
There was quite some time to be spent on the gray stuff until
we got to the fun roads and we made quick work of those before taking a fuel brake.
The big bores filling up while I enjoy the scenery
Shortly after we were zooming on the gravel and dirt roads that led to tricky
fun stuff. Most of the time it was me trying to keep up with the beastly XRCRFEXCL
and the jetted DR all the while either having a ball testing the minimal limits of my
sub-par rubber or dodging their roost. Fun times dotted by a few hairy moments that
had me check back and slow down a little.
After sometime time of doing that my 22 year ol’ clutch was starting to show its age.
Here we are taking a breather initiated by yours truly after major slippage reared its
ugly head. I was trying to "help" things by playing with the cable and seeing what I can get.
Natnewt and alekomotto discussing the next leg on the gps while I pray.
Then we were of and the next 40k or so was pure nirvana.
As the day so far was a bit of a hurry-up-and-gas-it type of thing
I thought I would stop to take a photo or two and so on.
the others were having a blast as well it seems
This was coincidentally a day when the local ADV gang was planning
a bbq get together and I had a feeling we would run into them on the
trail somewhere. Full event participation was not in the cards for any of us
so it would have been nice just to join in on a little part of it.
As it turns out this was the moment and from around the corner the inmates
started appearing. We then met the FFs little further down the trail for a
refreshing chat and to hang out with all the cool machinery.
It was really nice to see everyone I haven’t in a while and
in such an appropriate setting.
Shortly after we went our own ways. We had our own plans of hitting
some of the tighter stuff in the area before heading back and it was
time to find it. The next hour or so was just pure fun.
The guys were quite amused with my no traction antics
and full throttle - full spin – two foot dabbing due to my super fantastic TW slick.
Everyone wants a TW slick
A break on the trail after some rocky bits to let the adrenaline wear down and eat a snack.
Later on more fun was to be had and things really got interesting.
Here I am trying to avoid getting run over by alekomotto.
Here is me on the same decent.
Such smooth style.
I make it however without any holes in the cases.
I am still pretty happy that my clutch is "holding up" and I haven’t cooked it completely yet.
Next up… carnage.
Since I relegated myself to the role of the sweeper primarily because
of inadequate engine capacity and to conserve my clutch I was at
the back for most of the time on the trails. This gave me the opportunity
to take in the scenery which proved to be a good thing.
As I came through a couple of holes a faint bit off white in the bush of to
the side of the trail caught my eye. I did a double take and was like SHIIIIIIT
when I saw alekomotto’s eyes and the expression of pain through his helmet.
I got on the binders and jumped off into the bush. He was in the thick of it
wrapped around a boulder like pretzel.
First thing he says to me is “get the bike, get the bike”.
This makes me feel better as at least he is
conscious if not sane. So I pull the bike off and out of the bush
and quickly run back to him. He is wanting to stand up but
I do the whole stay calm - don’t move - squeeze my hand and
so on thing. He is in big pain but I figure it is safe to take his
helmet off and let him shift into a comfier position.
Natnewt comes back to check on us going WTF
Aleko is in real pain and I take off his gloves and vest to check for damage.
Fuck it is already swelling. This isn’t good.
Needless to say the dude is in serious pain.
We decide it is necessary to just relax and assess the situation.
Natnewt and I de-flood the bike and after a few tries she fires up.
After a quick spin we realize it is perfectly rideable, only a severely
bent bar and broken mirror to speak of.
We try to figure out what happened and the best we could tell
he lost the rear in some slop and then over reacted and ended
up in the bushes trying to hang on until he met the rock.
Natnewt gathering photo evidence
After some more moaning and wondering and what seemed like a heck
of a long time of uncertainty Aleko decides he will try and ride out of there.
We have made the decision based on Alekos situation to try
and get out of the trails as soon as possible and via the shortest route.
Little did we know, but our greatest challenge was still ahead of us.
Most of the trails today were pretty dry by Ontario fall standards but
in an effort to get out to the main road we ended up re-routing via
the most bogged up and wet trail we have encountered yet.
Some parts were so saturated that they disintegrated the moment you looked at them.
We were plotting along and it got progressively worse. All of us were finding
this a challenge especially Aleko with all the pain and pretty much the handicap
of not being able to use the left side of his body.
We now stumble upon the mother bog of the day. Natnewt goes first and
to our outter disbelief the amazing contraption he rides actually sinks
down to its axels on what seemed to be the most solid line we could take
and comes to a complete, abrupt, bogged down stop. Aleko makes it about
30 feet further further and can no longer control the bike and just flops over
in the slop. I decide to go for it and with all my might and the 250cc of brute
force I make it spinning wildly all the way through. (yay nXraid!!)
Horrible photo but you can kind of see the last bit of the churned up bog I went through.
I find a somewhat of a dry spot and after making sure the bike
wont sink quickly run back to where Aleko went down.
He is up and gives me the thumbs up but can’t pick up the bike
as he is in a world of pain. I pick his bike up and try and start it
but it is flooded again. I place it in the most unsinkable spot I can
find and go further back to see if I can help dig Natnewt out.
To say he was stuck was an understatement this photo was taken
with the phone after I pried the front wheel out of the supper sticky
Ontario cement with the big log you see there.
After a whole lot of cussing, pulling, pushing and spinning we
end up getting both Nat’s and Aleko’s bikes out.
Here is Natnewt celebrating our victory over the swamp monster.
The bit to the road and the gas station wasn’t worth a story and was consumed
as quickly as possible. Here Natnewt chows down on a toblerone(which he didn’t share, bastid!!)
while we all gas up and take a breather. He booted off as he was lucky enough to have
Floyd tickets and if he acted now would just be able to catch the concert.
alekomotto and I were to sort out our way back and contrary to our original
plan of side roads were to beam-line it straight back to the city pending on Aleko’s pain thresh hold.
Check out this face, after this I would park his bike next to a curb each time we stopped for gas.
We got on with it as the weather was also starting to close in on us.
A storm was brewing and we were sure we were gonna eat it
somewhere on the way back. It was a long road, but much harder for this guy then me.
The ride back wasn’t the most fun however. Our beam-line option
bites back and we are stuck in traffic for quite some time all the
while the weather threatening to open up a can of whoop ass on us.
Looking for alekomotto in the mirror.
Almost home. (Notice the curb and the DR)
We also seemed to have dodged the weather.
This one is for the books, I am happy to be home.
Feeling like I was on a real adventure.
Spaceman on arrival.
If you were wondering alekomotto was fine.
He was pissing blood for a few days and was close to a kidney transplant
but his life was spared due to his kidney protection and the occasional prayer he says
He is now recovering well and we recently went for a fun fall colors spin.
The kidney 8 days after the rock hugging incident.
ArthDuro screwed with this post 11-09-2010 at 09:03 PM
|11-11-2010, 11:31 PM||#26|
Joined: Mar 2008
Location: Toronto Ontario
#1 cussing was an understatement
#2 nobody better lay a finger on my butterfinger...er toblerone
#3 imagine having to get me out of that mud with my current setup holy fuck:|
#4 Alex if you wanna play in the woods buy a paintball gun :P
#55 I'm going to bed :)
1980 XR80s Deceased, first ever teardown.
1987 XL185s Deceased, at the bottom of the ocean.
1985 750 Interceptor Sold still alive somewhere.
2006 XR650L heavily farklefied Tendering in the garage.
2012 F800GS Triple Black Let the mods begin.
|11-12-2010, 06:01 AM||#27|
Fast and Far
Joined: Apr 2008
Location: Merrickville, Canada
Yikes that looks painfull. Cool little bike ArthDuro
|11-12-2010, 05:25 PM||#29|
Joined: Aug 2007
Location: Boulder, CO
Great stories! I love the paint job on your NX! Someday i'll get around to doing something like that to mine. Trying to sort some small jetting issues at the moment...Would you mind sharing your carburetor jetting and the elevations that you ride in?
Thank you and keep the pictures coming!
|11-13-2010, 05:53 PM||#30|
Joined: Apr 2008
the bike runs a 145 main jet (don't mess with the pilot she will idle just fine)
the needle is raised slightly, two small spacers.
I usually ride between 100m and 250m ASL.
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