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Hello all, I was riding tonight when some &$%!!## stopped dead in front of me and the person I was riding with and pulled slightly to the side of the road. At a stop light a half mile ahead we were turning left, the putz in the car pulled up beside me to go right and said "your high beams are on". When I told him they were not (showed him) he said they were too bright and in his eyes. Yeah, he stopped in front of me because he does not know how to flip up his mirrors and no, I wasn't really happy about that and kindly let him know it. Even though I felt bad that I may be blinding someone with my Silverstar bulb it wasn’t worthy of a possible death sentence. And no, I didn’t do the typical freak out thing, while he might not like bikers I didn’t want to fuel the fire. When I got home I checked to see what the official "correct" headlight height was for where I live (SE PA). I can't find it. Fog lights yeah, the big shiny light – nah. So I looked on line. Ooookay… 17’, 20’, 25’ – the only thing people seemed to agree on was “measure to the center of your headlight and then down two inches” for where the low beams are supposed to be. It seems pretty elementary to have a measurement for the headlight – can anyone help me here with the “official” way to aim a headlight? Thanks, gp
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Hi All I finely got my weak front braking issues resolved (thanks skydoc) and the bike (90) is running pretty good, but only getting in the upper 20’s in MPG. Supposedly the cards were rebuild before I bought the bike, but I pulled the air filter to check that the sliders move back and forth during acceleration. It looked like there was gas gushing around on the #1 carb that I didn’t see on the others. I’m a total novice on carbs, but that didn’t look right to me. A few other symptoms. When starting the bike the RPM’s start out around 400. If I use the choke the bike will die, so I just let it it idle a few minutes and can then ride it. I’ve run several cans of SeaFoam without a noticeable difference. Any ideas, suggestions would be appreciated. Thanks Al
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If you all will indulge me for a moment, I’d like to relate the latest entry in the Autopilot’s journal. Spent a few days in the mountains with my wife, celebrating 40 years together. Hard to imagine, sometimes. We did more stuff right by accident, than most do on purpose. Praise the Lord for that, ‘cause I sure didn’t have anything to do with it! Well, moving right along…I will likely draw some barbs for this but we were in the vicinity of Deals Gap and didn’t take the bikes on this trip. Given the road and driveway going to the cabin, it’s probably just as well that I didn’t bring them. I’m not sure I could have gotten the truck & trailer to the cabin from the road. Even if I could have, I’m not at all sure I could have negotiated that rutted up, washed out, rock, mud & gravel imitation of a driveway with either of the bikes. One side was literally 500-800 feet down the side of the mountain, if I dumped the bike, we both would be toast. It would be a month before anyone could find us, assuming they even knew where to look. I had nothing to do with renting the place and these little tidbits of information had not been clearly disclosed prior to our arrival. Needless to say, if I had arrived with my full-sized pickup with motorcycle trailer in tow, I would have been one un-happy camper. Now, the major secondary roads (129, 143, 28, 19, 74) in & around Robbinsville, NC, on the other hand, were phenomenal and I most definitely plan to go back with the bike(s) for them. I won’t be staying at this particular place though, you can be sure. Heck, I had to do a 3 point turn with my wife’s Ford Escape, as small as IT is, to get in or out of the driveway in one direction. Couldn’t do the Tail of the Dragon the day we drove over there. It was closed most of the day due to a fatal trike crash. 67 year old guy from Arkansas died when he drove off the mountain around mile 4. I was told that someone was taking pictures and he turned and waved to them. In just that bit of time he lost his bearings, lost control and that was it. The Dragon had claimed yet another. Prayers up, for the family. On a brighter note, I saw a couple of 2nd gen. Ventures up that way. One was a silver over (bronze?) They were 2 up on the Cherohala Skyway, headed toward Robbinsville. (I vaguely remember someone in the forum talking about going up there and having a bike that color, but I couldn’t find the post when I got back) The other was a blue over black….can’t remember exactly where I saw that one. (Think it was on 129 going to Deals Gap) I thought I saw a silver Venture, but I just had a glimpse and can’t be sure. Up there, even cagers have to pay attention to driving! These sightings would have been in the 6/21-6/24 time frame. The downside is that I ONLY saw those couple of Ventures. I’ve never seen so many Harleys in my life. They were everywhere! I was relaxing on a bench in Bryson city after lunch one afternoon, while the wife did a little shopping and spoke with 3 couples on H-Ds from Michigan. (Harley has a gorgeous black cherry color) So, that was our little mini vacation and 40th Anniversary, at least those are the main points . Not much to mark forty years, as celebrations go, but the fact that we made it this long seems to be an accomplishment, these days! One thing for sure....Me and a bike will be back! Ain't love grand?
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FOR ALL WHO “KNOW” MOTORCYCLE RIDERS I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But you didn’t see me put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday. I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But you didn’t see me playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant. But you didn’t see me attend a meeting to raise more money for hurricane relief. I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by. But you didn’t see me driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the window. I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your kids. But you didn’t see me when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless. I saw you stare at my long hair. But you didn’t see me and my friends cut ten inches off to donate to Locks of Love. I saw you roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves. But you didn’t see me and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none. I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But you didn’t see me cry as my children were born and have their names written over and in my heart. I saw you change lanes, talking on the phone while rushing off to go somewhere. But you didn’t see me going to be home with my family. I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But you didn’t see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane. I saw you yelling at your kids in the car. But you didn’t’ see me pat my child’s hands knowing he was sitting safely behind me. I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But you didn’t see me squeeze my wife’s leg when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you race down the road in the rain. But you didn’t see me get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date. I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But you didn’t see me trying to turn right. I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But you didn’t see me leave the road. I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But you didn’t see me. I wasn’t there. I saw you go home to your family. But you didn’t see me. Because I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker. A person with friends and family. But you didn’t see me. REPOST THIS IN HOPES THAT PEOPLE WILL UNDERSTAND THE BIKER COMMUNITY. I HOPE YOU NEVER LOSE SOMEONE THAT RIDES…
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