The Dark side

[sparki]

nice....

[KeKat]

I have been in that pub, many moons ago.

[KeKat]

Most of the pubs in Walker were rough. I lived in Heaton, so drank mostly on Shields Road or the toon centre.

[fossie]

Right then update, had the bike 3 at work days done 1500 miles ,
So whats it like now ?
Firstly sorted the handling, moved the top box to where it should have been fitted !
Sorted gearchange, Forget clutch... You wouldn't believe how agricultural the gear change is after a Suzuki.

( Now it looks like a proper courier machine.)

Panniers are large enough to fit flask and butties , and a map on one side, other is for an additional blood sample box.
Anti lock brakes are equal to the ones on my old 650 Kat , seat is still a plank and too wide. Fairing up against legs, but soon changed position so can get feet down quickly. :
Fuel range about 130 miles , old 650 kat was 200 miles a tank. But they are paying.
Screen directs wind into face , unless adjusted up , then you can't see through the road grime.

No problems getting panniers open jmac , I asked Chris ! The seat off,well thats not as easy as it should be.

These bikes are maintained by Honda dealer , this one is just over 10,000 in 6 months now and needs tyres , these are too be fitted on Tuesday .....Bridgestone 020 ..............Fitted £298
Strangley the vibrations are constant, every gear is the same..........character?
However very torquey and quicker than it feels , ( or opitmistic speedo.)
Anyway saved money on my insurances , both courier bike, and sickness. So quids in there and I'm sure we will get to know each soon, especially when the tyres are done and now we both want to stay in the same lane on motorways.*( *ref to top boxes on racks , how do they get away with selling these dangerous setups as the best options . Alright with pillion I suppose but solo .............)

[uber pikey]

Well at least you sound possitive which is cool man, glad to hear you are happy even though you had to make your own little adjustments.

[fossie]

Have we bonded? 1 month and 5500 miles later.
Today it went for it's 12,000 mile service ( £338 omg) so I got a Transalp as a loan bike for the day.
Same engine but naked with tralie prentence. God it was great to have a bike that handled, was slim enough to slice the traffic, mirrors bar mounted so easing it to traffic easier, only had a tiny tiny screen that dosen't amplify noise. but most of all dosen't have a fairing that directs all the cold and wet to your feet, which you can't move 'cos the damn fairing is in the way.
At 5 o'clock in the evening I got the call, "bikes ready" Bugger I thought. when I sat on the Dulville again it was like someone had let the tyres down it wa so low and cumbersome, but after an hour normal service was resumed , so I geuss we've bonded , or I'm resigned to riding an arm chair on castors now!

Bring on the days when the kats come out!

[Cold Snail]

It looks like it's time for a "electrical problem" to get the courtesy bike then.

Or another 650 Kat.

[fossie]

That's a thought eh? Dulville gets an electrical fault , (other than the one it has now and again in which when it rains the neutral light stays on. Actually it is not lying, the gearbox is soooo bad ,the neutral could be any where , like a floating gear.)

So I "hire " a bike from a chap (me) for much less than *unts would charge and we are all quids in. They save dosh I get a proper bike , oooooh and resale on the dulvile is better as it will have less miles .
Genius Paul , pure Genius.

[fossie]

How did you do that Paul? because of your obvious ability to tele communicate faults as suggested, I am now enshrined in mechainics follklore. Yes I will always be remembered!

Today I parked up Dulville went into hospital to collect bloods , when I came out there was a ticking noise from the dash board , every second a tick kinda click but a light click so maybe a tick, every second as I said. Turned ignition on and it remained the same , used indicators still the same.... After 2 hours still there. It has a clock but it's digital not analoge.
So droped in on *onda dealer as I passed to see if it was a fault they knew about, as it ain't mine I can't go digging about and if it was a relay trippping , maybe in the morning the battery would be flat.

A technician, as they are now called was also puzzled , so pushed it into workshop for closer look .
1 minute later he emegered with the answer................. : another technician spotted it straight away , though the other 3 didn't so I'm in good company

In a pocket in the fairing was a disc lock with n alarm , but the battery had gone flat so it beeped continously...................
In my defence I have never found a use for the pockets so never unlocked it.

However I did return to the garage with a packet of chocolate biscuits as penance for being a dick!

[Pedda]

Hahaha,

that reminds me of a story I experienced some 15 or more years ago. A mate and me had to get all bike parts out of an old corrugated steel shed of another mate. He had to leave that shed because there was a street to be built right through it. He couldn't carry anything on his own, 'cause he had broken his foot in a motorbike accident just a little time before and was walking with crutches. Different story that is...

Some winters day we stood in that shed which was narrow with work benches at both sides, with all the things on it you all know from your own sheds. In the middle of it all was an Katana engine to be lifted and carried about 75 meters to his house. So we stood both at each sides of that engine and stooped down. Then there was that weird noise somewhere in the shed. Pfffffft.
I lifted my nose saying OI, you nasty bit of work of a man. Keep your arse shut. Izzat to straining for ya or what??
He: wasn't me. Shut up and lift that bloody engine.

Alright then. Stoop down.....pffffffft. Silence again.

Stop it. What was it then? We looked all around in the shed not finding any hint.

Stoop down again. ..................Pfffffft. Silence.

Feck it. What the hell might that be now??

Hm, something wrong with the gas hose of that gas fired camping furnace, maybe? So me snuffling again - for butane rather than fart this time. No evidence of a gas leak.

Stoop down again. Let's get that engine out of here. Pffffffft. Nothing more.

That was enough. I would not do anything until I didn't find what was going on. We were searching through the whole shed for half an hour.

What did I find in the end?


On the workbench which was right behind me stood some rattle cans with 13L, or something similar at least.

What happened: everytime I bent down I pressed the spray nozzle down with my butt and had a nice silver spot rigtht on my southernmost point. Pahhaahaahaaaaa.