Marcarl

Maybe it's no-mans land. Taint Canadian and it taint American.

WOW!!!! another one in the books. I really think we should be in the book of records, you people make for an awesome rally, couldn't have enjoyed my weekend any more than what I did, and I speak for my better half, Marca, as well. Thanks for coming out, sharing a part of your life with the rest of us, it truly was a great time. We had no fights or arguments, no sign of distemper or any other outbreaks, the only thing missing was a campfire. A few of us started this rally as early as Wednesday, and some didn't didn't go home til Monday. Most of the time things were organized, but some time was left open, just to get confused. The rides were planned, but not everything went as planned, so we only did half of what was offered, but that's all right, at least we didn't leave anybody stuck anywhere!!!, well not after the first time, (we left Ed and Connie at their camper,,, thank goodness for working cell phones and good natured Americans). Everybody did their own thing for breakfast, either by ourselves or at Lanes, we had lunch on the road, once in Port Dover and once Mike and Tammie (stickhandle2), mostly Tammie, made up a picnic lunch, what a great idea,,, THANKS you two. Supper was as you are, Thursday nite at Green Acres, turned out to be an 'all you can eat' so we needed a lot of doggie bags, Friday nite was mostly fish and chips from Lanes, (that was good fish and chips!) Saturday was 'go where you want', so most if not all of us ended up at the Barrel Pizza and Spaghetti House, thanks to Paul and Mary and their scouting. Sunday was breakfast together at Betty's for most of us, what a place and choice of foods with excellent service. All told, I think we slept well, (no trains) ate well, visited well, rode well, drove well, avoided rain mostly, sat well, stood well, talked well and listened some, short speeches, good hugs, and got updated on lots of things going on in our lives. Once again, thanks for coming out and making this a Grand Rally. See you all next year, somewhere, sometime, if not before. And oH: If you would like, you can send me a PM as to where we should look for a location for next year, did you like Niagara or Minden better.

Let's see if you can find the rest believable. There was a time a few years ago when this all took place, it almost landed me in the clinker, well at least that was the opinion of my valued companion, who by the way goes by the name of Marca. It was grand day, and I was on the way to meet with some friends with my bride at my side, it was cool but that didn't seem to bother either of us, seeing as the heater seemed to be working just fine, well we were in a cage wouldn't you know! We had to wait in line at the border and as usual, and without Wizard765 to take the blame, I\We chose the slow line, you know the line that seems to be the quickest with the least amount of cars, but has a slowed down processor in the booth? Well that's the one we got,,maybe a good thing, for in the end we did actually make it through in one piece so to speak. Sorry Mr. Dawson if this reads a bit different than what you think you heard, but it now needs to be the real version as it actually happened seeing as it's on paper so to speak. Anyways, this story isn't over yet, the best is still to come. Finally we get to the booth to declare our innocence and the reason for our desire to enter into a foreign country for a stay of less than a day. We had to hand over our identification and our passports seemed to do that trick alright, step one in the right direction. Then came the question period, you know, that's when you get asked things like, where are you going, how long are you staying, who do you know, how much money have you got, any tobacco or liquor, any fruits or meat, are you married, is this your present spouse, license plate number, what kind of bike to you ride, do you like it, are you buying anything, any drugs, what's in your trunk? We'd had a long wait, and I was ready with all the answers, Marca was nervous because she just never knows what that husband of hers might come up with and let out the front door. So! where are you going, the USA I think how long are you staying, til we come back who do you know, you don't want to know, how much money have you got, hopefully enough, any tobacco or liquor, nope, smoked it all and drank it all waiting for you, any fruits or meat, none, are you married, was up til now, is this your present spouse, I look over and decide that it is the right one and declare that to be the case, license plate number, it's on the back and on the front, which one can't you read, what kind of bike to you ride, a real bike, Yamaha Venture of course, do you like it, funny question, why would I have it if I didn't, are you buying anything, I'm of Dutch decent, so not if I can help it, any drugs, not with my wife around, what's in your trunk, now he's getting personal. In the end I was over prepared. We finally got our turn at digging up the right answers and rolled into the custom immigration booth, not that we are custom, kind of ordinary actually, nor were we trying to immigrate, but there is no other way to get south of the line, so we go on. Nice guy, that feller in the booth, but he didn't talk that well. When he spoke his head was turned toward his computer thingy, and a number of times I had to ask him to repeat. He must of thought I was hard of hearing and he did seem to be getting a little frustrated with me for asking him to repeat himself, but hey,, what was I to do, just give him an answer in the lineup I had in my head? No, that wouldn't do, I might be saying no to the spouse question and yes to the booze question. Nothing to do but be kind and not get nervous. The first thing he asked was: citizenship?--Canadian,,,, where do you live?--Brantford,,,,,, anything tobacco or alcohol?--none,,,,, where are you going?--Arcade,,,,,, how long are you staying?-- just for the day,,,,, for what reason?--having dinner with friends,,,,, (I was seeing that statement didn't go down well), how do you know these friends?--we belong to the same motorcycle gang,,,,,, (oh crap!!!!! that didn't sit well at all, especially with the occupant next door) and I did get a rather interesting stare from the booth person for a second or two. Glad he took some time to look at me, for now he could see that there was no evil bone in my body and that I looked (I said looked) rather harmless and innocent. I did comb my hair that morning I think. Anyways, at that point I don't think he believed me altogether, so he quizzed me about my bike, the kind it was etc and what the name of the was of the group I belonged to. He then handed me our passports back and said: Have a good trip and enjoy the get-together with your motorcycle GANG, and I looked at Marca and said: SEE HE SAID IT TOO!!! I hope this version was at least somewhat close to the original, after all, it's now recorded.

If it's stunts you are asking about, then I might have some input, but I do not have a stent so can't say a word, other than that in my humble opinion you are a different person and are a different situation than any other body who might post on this thread, or whisper on your shoulder. Bummer! I can feel for ya,,,, but isn't that somewhat of your handle?

Let's see how far we get this time. Marca is working on getting the trailer ready so she might not miss me for a couple of minutes,,, so where were we? Oh Ya! There was a time a few years ago when this all took place, it almost landed me in the clinker, well at least that was the opinion of my valued companion, who by the way goes by the name of Marca. It was grand day, and I was on the way to meet with some friends with my bride at my side, it was cool but that didn't seem to bother either of us seeing as the heater seemed to be working just fine, well we were in a cage wouldn't you know! We had to wait in line at the border and as usual, without Wizard765 to take the blame, I\We chose the slow line, you know the line that seems to be the quickest with the least amount of cars, but has a slowed down processor in the booth? Well that's the one we got,,maybe a good thing, for in the end we did actually make it through in one piece so to speak. Sorry Mr. Dawson if this reads a bit different than what you think you heard, but it now needs to be the real version as it actually happened seeing as it's on paper so to speak. Anyways, this story isn't over yet, the best is still to come. Finally we get to the booth to declare our innocence and the reason for our desire to enter into a foreign country for a stay of less than a day. We had to hand over our identification and our passports seemed to do that trick alright, step one in the right direction. Then came the question period, you know, that's when you get asked things like, where are you going, how long are you staying, who do you know, how much money have you got, any tobacco or liquor, any fruits or meat, are you married, is this your present spouse, license plate number, what kind of bike to you ride, do you like it, are you buying anything, any drugs, what's in your trunk? We'd had a long wait, and I was ready with all the answers, Marca was nervous because she just never knows what that husband of hers might come up with and let out the front door. So! where are you going, the USA I think how long are you staying, til we come back who do you know, you don't want to know, how much money have you got, hopefully enough, any tobacco or liquor, nope, smoked it all and drank it all waiting for you, any fruits or meat, none, are you married, was up til now, is this your present spouse, I look over and decide that it is the right one and declare that to be the case, license plate number, it's on the back and on the front, which one can't you read, what kind of bike to you ride, a real bike, Yamaha Venture of course, do you like it, funny question, why would I have it if I didn't, are you buying anything, I'm of Dutch decent, so not if I can help it, any drugs, not with my wife around, what's in your trunk, now he's getting personal. In the end I was over prepared.

Gotta cut the grass first now.

I got my licks in early. Stopped by Stevensville Icecream located in Snyder Ontario, just to test it mind you. The Ontario Rally is based just around the corner. They serve STONEY CREEK icecream. I'm glad that we chose a site so close,,,, they are going to be busy,,,,, was that stuff ever GOOD!!!!! Even better than Kawartha.

So,, to continue on. There was a time a few years ago when this all took place, it almost landed me in the clinker, well at least that was the opinion of my valued companion, who by the way goes by the name of Marca. It was grand day, and I was on the way to meet with some friends with my bride at my side, it was cool but that didn't seem to bother either of us seeing as the heater seemed to be working just fine, well we were in a cage wouldn't you know!

There was a time a few years ago when this all took place, it almost landed me in the clinker, well at least that was the opinion of my valued companion. More when I get it straight.

It will be in a thread all of it's own. I think I should not clutter up this thread with such frivolousness. http://www.venturerider.org/forum/showthread.php?137441-Not-for-me-but-Marca-has-a-different-take&p=1043800#post1043800

This thread is soon to be started, I just have to get the wording right.

I'm one of those guys that figures that a crush washer is a washer that can be crushed, so made from copper or aluminum. As long as there is material enough there to crush it should work. If and when it gets bent out of shape I tell myself: self... it's time to get us a new one.

You are absolutely one hundred and ten percent correct,, OK maybe 150 percent. I was thinking the wrong nut. That top one is: handle with care, it was the bottom one that I was thinking about,,,, dumb me!!!! don't need to touch that one for an oil change.

It's not pubic knowledge, so it's not posted, nor is it allowed to be reiterated. The rules for this site are strict, you know how the boss can be. But, it's supper time,, so,,, coming soon at thread near you.

Glad everything worked out well for you Ben, I hate the thought of having to on without you. Maybe now you can stick around a bit longer, I do need all the help I can get, even if it's sarcastic. Blessings

Just some clarification I think. -The o-ring has 2 sides, so ot's not a normal rounded o-ring. Check to make sure you have it placed rightly. -I wouldn't use any lube of any sort, just makes everything slippery and hard to handle. - It you want you could put a wee bit of DE on the inside of the plug boot, but it shouldn't be necessary. - Install new plug boots. you can go resistor type or not, your choice. If you don't new sounds might show up on your radio is all. - Put new plugs in while you are at it. - Pull the front wires first, then the rear wires. Install the rear wires the the front wires. Can all be done without faring removal if you don't have meat fists. - To route the new wires, tape the new wires to the old to slide in the new ones as you pull out the old ones.

You Guys!!!! can't you leave me at peace?

Comments: -Tuning it lean doesn't necessarily increase gas mileage, but might be limiting the HP so there goes the gas mileage. - Balancing carbs is not rocket science, all you really need is one vacuum gauge, although one gauge hooked to 4 individual tubes is better. - Get the right size Allen on a 3\8" drive for best results, then use an air impact to get er done.

Thanks for posting this up Jack. The end of life on this earth is one of the things that we as humans have deal with and I don't think there are many of us, if any, that are thinking that it would be nice to move on today. I think we would all like to stay and remain at the age of 40 or so, and then just keep on keeping on. But alas it is not so. Some of us have a vision of where we are to go after this, and some of don't seem to want to look at that at all, but for me it's one of the most important issues of this life. After all, this life is kind of on the short side and there seems to be no pause button that I have been able to find, so onward we go, and the older we get the faster it seems to spin. Maybe it's just about time to make sure that heaven is a real thing and that the landing spot is where we thought it might be. Like it is often said about dropping your scoot, it's not if, but when. And hopefully it might be a while yet with good health.

My question would be: how are you going to know if this stuff works or not? I used Lucas X-Tra heavy duty wheel bearing grease and found it to work famously. I had thought that when I took a look at tire change time that I would see some gobs of grease stuck to the splines, but no, no gobs, but the splines were still 'wet' with lubricant. I was a little disappointed until I realized that it doesn't take gobs and gobs to keep things lubricated, all we need is a layer, however thin that might be, and that I had, as opposed to previous times when things went dry and got rusty and worn out.

1) If you swap pads around and the rotors aren't perfectly smooth, then the grooves in the rotor will mismatch with the grooves in the pads and you'll have airspace between the two, and that is the wrong idea for stopping. Hence if you put new pads on used looking rotors it will take a bit for the pads to wear in. So, DO NOT swap them! renew them if they are wore down. 2) Both pads should be the same, although only the outer might have an anti-squeal pad. Doesn't hurt the braking effect,just has a noise dampering effect. If you have squealing then if you champher the leading edge at 45 degrees it will also get rid of any squealing. So the look should be OK. 3) Not too much lube or it will get to the Master Cylinder and that is NOT good for the brake rubbers. 4) Stopping at all the corners is encouraging, but if you do it right and can plan it, you could have stopped at all those corners without any brakes. You could just slow down earlier, use you feet, get a parachute or drag a big rock. It's when you need to stop expectantly that good braking becomes a demand item, and you wish that you had paid more attention to the slowdown effect. If you did everything you could or could have been done, you would have no remorse, and you wouldn't be saying, I should have,,,,,,,,,

I didn't watch the vid, but here is my thoughts. Did you by chance swap the brake pads around?, did you check for lubrication on the swivel part of the brake handle so that the handle itself moves smoothly? Now don't you go leaving the driveway with brakes in less than perfect working order. As mentioned elsewhere, Venture brakes are not known to be the top of the industry, they do work well if in pristine condition, but if there are issues? best leave it in the drive rather than have to walk home, or worse.

Neat idea,,,, run out of gas, you got the horse.

On the second gear issue if you look at the picture, the second one is probably the best, you'll see a large nut with the 4 bolts around the outside that you said had punch marks. In the middle of the nut there is a shaft with a shaft inside of it, well at least that what it looks like. On the center shaft then you'll be able to locate 2 half moon washers that are sitting in a groove on the shaft. Yep! those are the culprits. The half moons are there to hold a spring onto the shaft and that spring is not a wuss. So the whole kit and kabudal has to come apart to get at those 2 half moon washers,,, but in your case all is not necessarily lost. Look closely at the one you have on your bike and see if the half moons have been worn by the shaft, if yes, then you will have some work to remedy that issue, if there is no wear, then I would suggest that they have already been renewed. The original washers were made from too soft metal and so wore down, which allowed the shaft to slightly move inwards, which allowed the second gear dogs to slide out of position. The replacement washers are of harder steel and so can stand up to the job at hand.

We will be praying for Annie, poor girl!!