Dragonslayer

At Sleeperhawks, George had the foresight to TiVo it so we could all watch it before crashing at his house during the SC and North Ga combined monthly M & E, this past weekend. I had one hand over my heart and a tear running down my cheek.

You Sleeperhawks really know how to party, Dude and Camera Dudette. The entire event was certainly well documented from every possible angle by our Resident PhotoBug. I had a wonderful time and appreciate the warmth and hospitality offered by our gracious host in the beautiful new home. I did not see one unhappy or frowning face the whole time that I was there. Muffin Man was the man in the garage with the tools and synched the carbs and found a pre-existing diaphram problem in a matter of minutes. The bike ran good on the way back but the fuel consumption problem still exist with me getting about 60 mile per tank which really sucks. My time this week will be devoted to the carbs and my dragging starter and weak battery syndrome. The movie showing was great and if anyone noticed my hand over my heart and a single tear running down my cheek, they were certainly heart felt. If ever snoring or plate clearing time trials are ever designated as Olympic events and I make it to the American teams I want Nate there with me on the team because I can seem him going for the gold. Thank you very much George and Bobbie I had a wonderful time, and it was great meeting and seeing all of you at this combined meet & eat.

Go to Lake City it is a neat little town on the western slope of the rockies. While there look up ole Charlie , he is the county Building Inspector, Health inspector and EMT technition. Tell him I said Hello from the Atlanta, Dragon Slayer. He 's a great guy and put me up at his house while I was passing through last August. Oh yea, while your there ride up to the Gunnison and do the Black Canyon ride, You wont regret it.

Follow the advice already given. It can be done I'm about 5' 8" and my 87 VR was the first bike I had riden for 36 years after a 150mph combined impact head-on car/motorcycle collision. Now I ride every day and am on my way out the door to ride with Blackjack to meet Wild hair39 and Eck for lunch as they ride through Atlanta. Watch the video, Do the excercises in a parking lot, Practice untill it becomes second nature. Then go to some M&E's

Us too, when I became aware of it was when the tv program was interupted to say possible tornado touch down in Clarkston, which is where I live. Got the dog in, got ready to run for cover. I looked out the door and it didn't look that bad, but big storm was passing by us a little to the north of the house. It was traveling at 55 mph and within minutes it was heading straight up 78 toward Snellville and BLACKJACK'S house. We watched the live coverage which covered multiple thunderstorms (about 10 or 12) possible tornado and large hail producing rolled across the state west to east. It always seems when we get crappy weather Alabama sends it to us.

What about air in Hydralic clutch line from lever to clutch slave cylinder, can't that cause slippage at higher speeds.

I'm pretty sure I have one.

I got one right here on the coffee table, sitting here looking at it right now. If you want it PM me with shipping address.

Same thing happened to me and I went to the internet and found a bunch of examples where my year make and model bike was for sale and sold for more than they were offereing. They eventually paid me around $3,500 with no salvage title. I think they determining factor was that the insured was drunk when he hit my parked bike. Stand your ground and demand that they pay it's worth or replace it with one in the same condition as yours.

Get used to it just some good natured poking :stickpoke:at friends, I've never seen it erupt into violence.

And gas on the ground will evap quickly leaving a gas smell in the air it is possible a slow leak can evap at near the same rate not leaving a puddle. Watch out for open flames.

GeorgeS is the man I was where you were when I first met him. He came to my aid and saved my bacon more than once. I owe everything to him. But I warn you have your thinking cap on and be ready to focus when dealing with George because he will take you to the inner most reaches of these motors, duty, operation and design. A very informative journey for those truely wanting to gain a detailed knowledge of these beast. I have a left side fairing for sale and I can probably help you with some plastic repairs if the ones you have are salvageable.

I found it was cheaper to get an entire good running used engine than get in to the cost and expense rebuilding one with issues. Check with Hessdeals (a member) he usually has motors laying around for to $200 to $300. Changing the motor out was not difficult following the shop manual and a few rigging tricks I developed changing mine.

Oh yea John Prine, you can change the words for any addiction.

Better get that camara with a super telephoto lens, maybe a Hubbard telescope...... OOOOpppppss did I say that out loud

Yea What He said

Swifty, I could not have expressed it better myself............... Well Said

Tell me about it, Not only do I have an ADVANCE addiction I also have an EBAY addiction. Just don't start buying parts from Yamaha or you'll realize just how economical your old V-8 Lead sled actually was.

Custer State Park, The Badlands, Wind Cave State Park, Spear Fish Canyon There will be plenty of ride info when you get out there.If your camping out try Horse Thief Campground. And don't miss the nightly show at Mt. Rushmore, It's a lot more than big heads if you care anything about our American Heritage and very dramatic.

I got one, it will need to be painted, now flat black.

That's right the blue 1st gens

Day and night 1st gen 1983 to 1993, 2nd Gen 1994 to present Drastic model change. You'll just have to go back and follow the threads on the pros and cons of 1st gen vs 2nd gen. Basically at least as far I can tell from this site The best Gen is the gen of the one you own. Welcome aboard.

You see I had this friend that was in a little financial trouble, years ago, and his house was up for foreclosure. He needed $2000 immediatly so he hit me up for a loan. I am always willing to help a friend out when I can but, in this case I had serious doubts that I'd ever see the money again knowing his current circumstances. So, I asked him to cover the loan with the only collateral he had that would cover the note and was not encumbered which was his bass boat. The term of the note was 1 year. So 2 years later without seeing the first penny in loan repayments, I took title of the boat. I had already been through my Boat Ownership phase of life so I had no Interest in keeping the boat. After the preping the boat for sale, I started advertizing it. Two boating seasons later I had few interested lookers and no takers. Out of the blue I got a call from a man in North Carolina who inquired if I might been interested in trading the boat for a 1987 Yamaha Venture Royale. Anxious to move the boat I told him I would consider it and get back in touch with him in a few days. I did a little resale value research on the bike and it looked like it was worth more than what I was asking for the boat. I called him back and we agreed to meet the next Saturday at Lake Lanier to go for a boat ride and check out the bike. I managed to arrange for my Goldwing buddie to be there so he could check out and ride the bike to give me a quallified opionion of it's condition and worth. Bright and early on Saturday morning we met at a boat ramp on Lake Lanier. The owner of the bike rode the bike in with his wife following driving a pick up truck. My buddy Scott arrived on his Goldwing and my son and I were in my truck pulling the boat. The couple that owned the bike were in thier late seventies and had decided that in this stage of thier lives it was time to change there pass time from motorcycling to a slower paced fishing. So getting down to business they were ready to go for a boat ride while Scott went for a ride on the bike. We backed the boat down the ramp into water and to my embarishment nothing happened when I turned the key to start the motor. The problem was minor and it only took me about fifteen minutes to find and correct a bad electrical connection and start the motor. Not a good start for a sales presentation. So after a short demonstration of all the features and apperatus on the boat they wanted to see how she ran and how fast she would go. Making sure everyone was geared up with life jackets and Grandma had her lace scarf in place holding down her Blue/gray hair. I yelled out sit down and hold on, then gave her the gas. My recollection was that it was a sunny fall day with tempertures in the mid fifties and very windy. Windy days on the south side of Lake Lanier usually result in 3 to 5 foot choppy waves. So as the boat launched out of the water and plainned out at full throttle within seconds were scooting across the wave tops at about 80 miles and hour. It was a pretty bumby ride and as the boat crashed down through each wave the resulting splash over the bow was sufficient enough to have us all soaking wet in no time. It didn't take long for them to have had enough of the white knuckle performance ride. So I deacerated and headed back to the boat ramp at a trolling speed. On the way back, there was not a word spoken. He was soaking wet and shrivering and she was staring sraight ahead with a glazed deer-in-the-headlights look in her eyes. Her lace scarf and blue/gray hair were all asque and soaking wet. Her right hand had a death grip on the hand hold next to her seat and her left hand had a death grip on his leg. In my mind I felt this sales presentation was a disater and I had deffintly blown the sale. As we loaded the boat up and pulled it out of the water , Scott was returning from the bike ride. After a brief consultation with Scott which amounted to him repeating several times in a discrete emphasised whisper, "DO IT, DO IT, DO IT". I casually walked over to thier truck where they were trying to get warm and dry. I queitly said, "I'm willing if you are". He instantly responded, "SOLD", to my amazement. We quickly did the paperwork on the hood of his truck, hooked the boat and trailer to his truck, Shook hands and waived each other goodbye. Scott headed out on his Goldwing with a loud "SEE YA" with my son driving my truck close behind. There I was proud owner of a motoprcycle I knew next to nothing about. At this point I'm thinking Motorcycle sale to recoup my cash. I had had a serious head on collision on a motorcycle as a teenager resulting in a five year recouperation period so I had not riden in about 36 years. Therefore I had no thoughts of keeping the bike and start riding again. But, there I was with no way to get it back home, 75 miles away, except to ride it. Now it was time for my white knuckle ride. I started off causously, slowly getting the feel of the bike and gaining confidence riding it. By the time I got it home I was really getting into it. That was seven years ago, and looking back I believe that trading for the bike was one of those cosmic life changing events. I never did sale the bike, but, I have recouped my original investment several, several, times over as a result of owning the bike. In retrospect, I also believe that being led to this perticular style, make and model bike was nothing short of devine intervention. The love that has developed between me and this motorcyle as I got to know her has changed my life in many ways. And my life now is totally and completely dedicated to motorcyling for fun, profit, lifestyle and adventure.

For my new job with Thunder Roads Magazine I'm writing an article about Venturerider.org to submit for publication. I'd like to include some photo's representative of the clubs nature such as group shots at events and M&E's. If any of you have some good shots please forward to me by e-mail to charlesgraham4867@comcast.net I can't give you any guarantees your photo will get published but I'll submit the article and pics to the editor and we'll see what happens.