I have started work on the XJ, I have got a couple of old army ammo boxes for panniers and am painting the bike a deep green similar to british Racing green, the intention is to create a survivalist looing bike with an army theme.
Well the end is in sight now, I am waiting on some foot peg rubbers to come tomorrow and that should be it. I got a permit for a week today so I took it for a short test ride and it all seems to do what it is meant to. i am going to take it for a ride tomorrow out to Tyabb to make sure no parts fall off 🙂
I ran in to a bit of a problem, when I took the bike for its first quick run I had oil spewing out of the dragons exhausts, I actually drained out nearly 500ml from the mufflers. It took me a bit of thinking bt I narroed it down to the auto lube pump having corrosion on the cable, so a quick spray of mechanic man in a can (aka WD40) and everything was flowing freely except the oil, this was now limted and didnt flow freely out the exhaust…
I don’t know who the original author is but one of my motorcycle email groups forwarded this email it is worth the read.
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 attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But you didn’t see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. 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 for 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 name written over and in my heart.
I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But you didn’t see me going home to be 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 safe 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 bikie. A person with friends and a family. But, you didn’t see me.
I haven’t posted for a while and have been doing bits and pieces to the RD. Most of the stuff has been the fiddly things I didn’t want to do, but the things I had to do to pass the Roadworthy certificate test.
Replace handlebars I used cut down AG bike bars they suit my more erect (read stuffed back) riding posture, it also has an instrument cluster protection bar that will make a great mount for the digital camera when I go on rides.
Sticky throttle- rubbed down the handlebars as they had some old paint on them that was causing problems, and take the burr of the end from the shortening I had done. Lubed up all the cables with WD40 and now I have a throttle that makes a decided thud as the slides in the carby close, nice and quick.
Replace clutch lever as the old one had been broken in the crash
Replace clutch cable as the old one is stretched
I had the back wheel straightened and a new tube fitted, tire is in RWC
Welded up the headlight shell then rewired the bike in to the back of the shell, up to this point I had just been working out the wiring and had it hooked up temporarily.
I had to rewire most of the cables running to the headlight shell as they had been ripped out during the crash. This was the first hurdle to get it running as we had no ignition as the wires had been ripped out so no spark, we ended up hot wiring the bike to start with.
Fitted the two remaining indicators to the front and am looking around for some chrome indicators, round ones that will suit the bike, this way I have pairs front to rear.
Stripped out the axles and brake pivot points (drum brakes front and rear) and lubricated, the brakes actually release now when you let them go and the wheels turn with a light push instead of busting a spleen trying to push it around with dry axles and brakes locked on.
Had the seat re trimmed in black vinyl with high frequency welded seams, it looks almost factory.
Swapped some rectangular mirrors I had been given by Mick for a pair of round ones that suited the bike better.
Replaced the fuel lines.
Cleaned some over spray off the tank, i used WD40 again, stripped the over spray off but didn’t damage the original paint.
Replaced the plugs.
Replaced battery, this was a no brainer a 30 year old battery left unmaintained, I knew this would need replacing and had one on order before I picked up the bike.
Removed muffler baffle tubes to clean them but they look like they were replaced yesterday.
There was a light on the instruments that came on with the brake lights, I disconnected it as I didn’t want it flashing on and off in winding roads at night especially as it was RED what the hell was that designer thinking, red is bad and how is putting the brakes on bad…
Brought an old style helmet on eBay and got some riding goggles with 3 different colour lenses as well.
Well that is about it for the list of things that have kept me busy, with no undercover area to work in I just work in among the rain and at this stage am looking good to have it on the road for Christmas. Then it is time to start getting her ready to take from Melbourne to Perth Australia one of the longest runs in the world, coast to coast it is about 3600 km’s or about 2240 miles.
This is my first long distance trip so any suggestions from readers is most welcome, just leave it in comments. I plan to do about 500km a day or 5 hours riding but that is just a plan, when I get the time I will put the list of items I am taking with me.
Okay I gave you a list of what i have done here is what i have left.
- Replace front tube. (leaks)
- Fit rear indicators. (missing or broken)
- Fit handlebar end caps (missing)
- Replace headlight lens (cracked)
- Adjust chain
- Fit clutch cable and adjust up clutch (stretched)
- Fit front brake switch (broken)
- Maybe replace forks (some light surface rust at very top)
- Maybe replace rear shocks (might be leaking)
Well I got her to run and finally got around to making a little movie 🙂
Here she is running from cold with half choke which I have to cut straight away as she wanted to stall on choke. At the moment I am running a a heavy 2 stoke mix of about 20-1 in the tank plus what the oiler is throwing in from the autolube system so it is pretty smokey.
It is slowly starting to take shape with only a few things left to do then clean and polish over winter to get it ready to register in november
When you see us moving past you quickly:
Don’t take offense or think we’re trying to “show off”. Ninety five
percent of the time, we’re trying to get out of your blind spot or
taking ourselves out of a potential dangerous situation that has
evolved around us.
Distancing ourselves from you does not mean we want to race, but that
we’re giving ourselves the edge we need at the moment.
When you hear our horn: Don’t take offense or think we’re trying to
All we’re doing is letting you know where we are in relation to you on
the road, and we’re more than likely aware of your inattentiveness to
us while you’re talking on a cell phone, eating, reading or involved
in some other distracting aspect to your driving.
It’s important to us, and you, that you know we’re there.
When you hear our loud pipes: Don’t become angry and hostile toward us.
Yes, some are quite loud, but for some, there’s a purpose behind being
It’s about letting you know we’re close by and we’re constantly hoping
that our investment in this accessory will help save our lives.
Our pipes are really not about our ego…it’s a pride and
personalization to our form of transportation.
When you see us in our clothes: Don’t become fearful of us or think
us weird. Our leather jackets, chaps, gloves and boots are the
barriers between loosing massive amounts of flesh should something
cause us to go down…nothing more, nothing less. Safety
gear is paramount to our riding.
We wear patches on our jackets, and pins on our vests.
These are symbols of pride and honour within our group(s), individuals
giving back to those who gave.
These things bond us as a brotherhood and sisterhood among bikers.
Not that we’re better than anyone else, but that we have the same kind
of nobility and pride in our accomplishments as you may have in the
various aspects of your life.
I guess one could say; our patches and pins are the decals and the
bumper stickers of our involvement with society and the general
public, of which we are very pleased to be a part of in our own little
When you see us in a restaurant: You don’t have to shield your child
or feel intimidated.
We have family, wives, husbands, children and loved ones too, just
We smile; we laugh and enjoy the moments we have.
We are approachable, and would befriend you, if given the opportunity.
When you see us in a parking lot: Don’t convince yourself that we’re
there to “get you”.
More than likely, we just finished a long ride and are taking a break.
Or, we may be meeting up with other riders for a charity run for young
children, or another very worthy cause.
We may just be admiring one another’s bikes, sharing our pride with
other brothers and sisters, just like you do with your personal vehicle.
It’s what we do…it’s a part of our lives, and we’d be more than
welcome to share with you what riding a bike is all about…if you’d
When you see aggressive riding bikers: Don’t put us all in the same
stereotypical category as those whose behaviour and actions would
cause you to react in disgust and intolerance.
Many of us do not agree with this style of riding either, and we know
and understand that human nature tends to blend us all together as the
“same group”. Most of us don’t want that title…and don’t deserve it.
When you see a group of bikers on the roadways: Give us the courtesy
of sharing the road with you.
Please don’t “move in” between several bikers in formation.
This gets us very excited and nervous, especially when it’s done with
no due regard for our safety.
Provide us with your awareness of the fact that we are much more
vulnerable than you.
We don’t want to challenge you, for all of us are wise enough to
know…we’d lose that battle.
When you are turning left Or Right or entering a roadway/highway:
Look, then look again…and then one more time.
For we can be easily hidden, and appear to be invisible by such things
as a telephone pole, another vehicle, bright lights or the glare of
the sun…or possibly, the beads hanging from your rear-view mirror,
among numerous other items that are displayed there.
If you see us flashing our lights at you or blowing our horn,
we’re only trying to ensure that you will see us before tragedy
changes both our lives.
When you are behind us: Please give us the room we need and don’t
tailgate us. If you hit us, we’re going down…HARD!
We don’t want to play games with you, we just want to enjoy the ride
and the fresh air, and experience that which many of you have never
If we accelerate away from you, don’t interpret this action
as though we want to drag race you. We’re only trying to take
ourselves out of a bad situation if you insist on being too close.
When, and if, you experience road rage: Don’t take it out on us just
because we’re smaller than you and more vulnerable.
Think about what you’re doing and the end result that may become a
The consequences of your actions and choices could be very detrimental
to our well being, our families, our children and our loved ones.
Yes, there are those that can tend to piss you off, however, rage
towards them will not solve the issues, but accentuate them.
Nine out of ten bikers will do everything they can to take themselves
out of that situation without causing you or them harm.
When you have an opportunity to talk to us: You’ll discover, outside
any influenced or stereotypical mindset you may have, that we are just
as human as you are, just with different interests and toys.
Many of us would give you the shirt off our back if it would tend to
brighten your day or console you in some way.
We’re really no different…and we drive cars, trucks and vans too.
So, meet us and greet us…
I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised that you’ll be met with open arms.
Thank You for attempting to understand.
Originally seen at www.gippslandriders.twistedsouls.com