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Gremlins

A few weeks ago the DL needed a warrant and I was down at the testing station first thing in the morning to beat the rush.  The bike passed everything until I went to hit the horn.  Instead of deafening everyone in the building I got nothing and all the lights and gauges died on the bike...

Not good!  And so started the investigation.  The WOF guy was not much use to me and after pressing the horn button himself a few times (and probably damaging it - see further down) left me to it.

As everything was dead I naturally assumed it was a fuse - but which one, and where was it hiding?  I figured it must be the main fuse as I had no ignition but the first fuse box I looked in just had accessory type fuses in it.  Where was the main?  Time for some googling on my phone...

Thar she blows!

As you can see from the pic above it was right in front of me.  I quickly had the cover off and discovered the spare fuse was also located in there too.

New fuse in, I flicked on the key and was back in action again.  That is, until I hit the horn - oops there goes another fuse.  With no spares left I wandered across the road to a garage and bought another one (actually a packet of them but only one 30 amp).

As I replaced the fuse I decided I would not touch the horn again, just ride home, sort out whatever was going wrong and then come back to finish off the warrant.  This time when I turned the key on the horn instantly came on!  I quickly turned the key off, got my warrant so I was legal again, disconnected the horn (back to illegal again I guess) and got myself home for further diagnosis.

The first thing I noticed when I got home was that the horn button looked like it was pushed in - it was almost flush with the switch block.

Well, that gave me a starting point...

Not really sure if I want to be pulling this apart...

Sure enough the spring under the horn button had been crushed so the horn was button was not returning after being pushed.

I managed to fix up the spring (I will need a new one at some stage) and then get everything back together properly.  I then hooked the horn back up to the battery again and turned the key on.

No blaring horn so that was a good start, now to press the horn button - click, click...Not good.  So there was something else wrong somewhere - the relay seemed to be clicking....hmmmm.  I know let's just ignore it for a few weeks....

Fast forward to today and I started pulling things apart so I could check wiring and plugs etc.  When I pulled the little front, lower cowling off the front of the bike so I could get at the Stebel a whole lot of little stones fell out but the wires to the horn looked good.

All the other connections and wiring looked ok - what now?  I know, let's try the horn - Baaarrrrrrrrppppppp!  Great, the horn works, but why?

So now I have a working horn but do I still have some mysterious gremlin lurking in the wiring, waiting for me to be way out the back of beyond so that it can ruin my day?  Who knows - I hope not, watch this space...

A pleasant interruption

This morning I'd been doing a bit of maintenance on the V-Strom (oil & filter change, electrical gremlin chasing) when I got an urgent call.  Apparently I was required ASAP to join Brian and Chris for another outing on the bikes...

Leaving the V-Strom up on her main-stand and partially naked (the bike that is), I scrubbed up and wheeled the Connie out.

Our ride started by making our way out to Colyton and Cheltenham and then onto some great back roads that took us out to Stanway and then eventually back out onto the Halcombe Road.  Here's a wee taste (yes, that is a Harley in front of a Connie):

I knew we were heading up to Flat Hills for lunch and wasn't really looking forward to the ride up SH1 but I was in for a pleasant surprise.  Not long after we had got going up the main road we turned off again onto a new to me road.  Here's Onepuhi and Porewa Roads:

After this nice little diversion we of course did end up back on SH1 for a while but our goal was a nice lunch at Flat Hills and then some sort of decision on the route back home.  In the end no real decision was made so Chris and I just let Brian lead the way and tagged on behind him.  He made a good decision:

The road through from Ohingaiti to Pemberton was in really good nick and somehow Brian and I got away a bit on Chris and had to stop to wait for him.  Then just as we were about to be off again I was taken with an urge:

Well, I didn't actually nick the Trumpy but was given the thumbs up to take her for a wee spin.  It was a lot of fun getting onto something fairly different to the Connie and I particularly enjoyed sampling the sound of Brian's new muffler.

As you can see from the above, we stopped to enjoy the views from the lookout near Kimbolton and for some other reason that escapes me just now...

From Kimbolton it was pretty much game over with just a quiet cruise back into Palmy.  Another great little ride on a perfect Autumn day.  Now to finish playing with the Vee...

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A few more pics here.

Castle Point

Today was another interesting outing with a few of the Manawatu lot - after some discussion on Facebook and consulting of the weather forecasts, today was picked for a day trip to Castlepoint.

Our meeting point was in Pahiatua as we had riders coming from Danniverke and Waikane as well as Palmy and Ashhurst.  I left home on damp roads and soon caught up with a big mob of bikes heading over a wet Pahiatua Track.  The road was reasonably damp and these guys were taking it pretty easy.  They ended up turning off and heading towards Mangamire while I continued on to Pahiatua to meet up with the rest of the troops.

Fueled up I parked up next to a couple of dodgy Triumph riders (although one of these had the sense to bring his Kawasaki today) and waited for the rest of the guys to show up.  All the while we were parked up the skies were grey and the clouds slightly leaky so we still were not quite sure what we were heading into as we started to head South.

Turning at Eketahuna to cross over to Alfredton and Route 52 we still had the odd damp road but things were looking like they were changing for the better.  The ride down 52 was absolutely fabulous - the roads in good condition and not too many damp corners to worry about.  The autumnal colours, falling leaves and green fields (that recent rain in action) also made for a pretty scene.

After a regroup at the Masterton-Castlepoint turn-off we were soon on the road to Castlepoint.  Once again we had a really nice run through to Castlepoint and it was nice to see a few old nasty road works fixed up and long gone.

At the beach we quickly grabbed a bite to eat from the shop and took it back across the road so we could enjoy our surroundings as we ate and shot the breeze.

While chatting we made an interesting discovery - we were missing someone!  Nick and the mighty GSX250 had not pulled up with us!  Luckily thanks to modern technology (a phone) we were able to track him down - he had spotted a group of bikes (the same group I'd followed over the track) at a pub just out of Castlepoint and thought that that was where we were.  So he got to make some new friends and probably got a better lunch than us and we were able hook back up with him on the way back out.

The ride back out to Masterton ended up being very similar to the ride in - fantastic!  Apparently we had to stop in Masterton as some people hadn't thought to carry enough fuel...

In Masterton we were surprised to see Nick turn up and no Meanie - oh, oh!  Once again a phone made the discovery - the Red Connie had picked up a puncture and Meanie's first attempt at fixing had not held.  Everyone quickly mounted up and raced off to offer assistance.  Another plug in the tyre and some air from my little compressor and we were off again - for a while.

Pic credit: Al

Unfortunately the hole in the tyre was quite big the tyre plugs were just not doing the business.  We ended up stopping a further 3 times with success finally coming when we managed to push 2 plugs through the hole and eventually get Meanie home safe and sound.  Not the best end to the day's ride but everyone got home safely and had a ball!  What a great way to enjoy a perfect Autumn day!

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A play in the gravel

With all the rain we have had lately I've been keen to get out on the DL as the rain obviously sorts out the dust and also kind of settles the gravel down a bit making gravel riding easier.  Today I decided to check things out and after a morning of pottering around the house I saddled up and made my way out to Ashhurst.

In Ashhurst I had a brief stop to buy something to take with me for lunch before heading out the Pohangina Valley.  The gravel on Pohangina Valley West Road was just what I expected - in perfect condition for letting rip on the DL!  When I hit Makoura Road I turned right on some more awesome gravel and made my way to Umutoi via Pohangina Valley East Road.

At Umutoi I turned off onto more gravel on Umutoi North Road which then took me to Tunipo Road.  This was only my second time on these roads (the first occasion was on a BRR ride) and it's really neat.  Things start off quite tight but on Tunipo Road there a few nice fast sections before you drop down steeply to meet up with Pohangina Valley East Road again.  This was where I chose to stop for my forgettable lunch (filled roll must have been made last month).

Amazing what you find when using the facilities...

Rather than riding through into Apiti I turned right onto Main South Road and made my way through Rangiwahia via some more good back roads.  Unfortunately since I first went through here a few years ago they have slowly been replacing the nice gravel roads with tarmac...

In Rangiwahia I had to make a quick U-turn as I spotted a scene worth capturing for a photo competition on the V-Strom Forum.  This week's challenge was to get a pic of your bike with derelict machinery/buildings.  I had been past a few old farm buildings but they were generally off the road a bit so hard to get a decent pic of them and the bike.  This scene had it all - a run down old building and all sorts of old junk including the neat little 'dozer.

Snap taken I was off again, this time making my way homewards - except I had one more diversion to take.  After doing Peep O'Day Road with the BRR guys once before I just had to do it again - I wanted to check out again the great views you get as you snake around the sides of the hills.  It is a really neat ride.  Here's a little video of the start of the road.  The video stops just as I run into a farmer moving some stock on the road - I had a bit of a wait...

After taking Peep O'Day Road and a few other gravel roads I eventually made my way back to Beaconsfield and then onto SH54 into Cheltenham.  I had been pretty lucky with the weather with only the odd spit of rain and some blustery conditions on Peep O'Day Road but when I popped out onto SH54 I really hit the wind - and it would last all the way home.  When it was at my side the poor old DL got blown around a bit and the peak on my helmet helped the wind give my neck a good old workout too.

But I made it back safe and sound after a good little pootle of about 187km and happy to have been able to get out and revisit some great roads.

More pics here.

Anzac Day ride

After a very wet Dawn Parade and a nice brekkie Brian, Chris and I set off to dodge the rain and try to get a wee ride in.  Brian and Chris had done the Apiti loop in clockwise direction a few weekends ago and needed to go back around the other way to unwind.

Cruising out of town there was a pretty reasonable breeze blowing but there was also plenty of blue patches in the sky.  Trundling around the loop we took things easy as there were plenty of greasy spots but overall the road was in pretty good condition considering we have had a bit of rain over the last few weeks.

Nearing Apiti the weather stayed pretty good apart from some very light spits but we had to pause for a while as we were missing someone.

Brian and I waited for a bit and then eventually we saw a dim headlight in the distance.  Soon there was noise and this hove onto the scene.

After dishing out some grief we pottered the last 2km into Apiti and I went looking for the war memorial for a photo.  I didn't get the photo as there were a lot of people all getting ready for the Apiti remembrance service.

We rode onto Kimbolton and while Brian waited for someone I went and checked out the Kimbolton Memorial.

Kimbolton is a small rural area so it's pretty sad to see so many names on their memorial - but good to see that they are remembered.

After taking a couple of pics I rode back to meet the guys at the cafe for lunch and while we were there a couple of other riders turned up and so did some light rain. Saddling up for the ride home we made for Cheltenham and by the time we got there it was raining properly and stayed like that for the rest of the wet trip home.

Regardless of the weather it was a nice little ride and after a long dry summer it was a bit of a novelty to be riding in the wet - it took me a while to even remember that raising the screen helps deflect the weather...

More pics here.

The Brokentooth Project

Very wet weekend so the bikes didn't even get the littlest run :(

But I had to post up these awesome vids of a crazy Canuk's extreme winter ride on his clapped out KLR.  They're really well made and he sure has an awesome sense of humour!  Compulsory viewing!

A wee get together

A few weeks ago there was a bit of chit chat amongst a few of the local kiwibikers that we hadn't had a get together for a wee while and that the situation should be remedied.  Slowly a plan was pieced together and yesterday was set as the date for the meet.

With a fair bit of rain on Saturday and during the night it looked like a damper was going to put on the ride but by the time I dragged myself out of bed the sun was out and things were looking good!  The plan was to meet up in Sanson for brunch and then we could fight over decide on a wee pootle afterwards.

I rode over to Sanson by myself and by the time I rocked up just about everyone was there and after ooing and arring over the assorted bikes we made our way in sample the fare and talk crap put the world to right.  It was good to catch up with a few I hadn't seen for a while and to meet a few new faces.

After brunch we were led on a magical mystery tour by Barry which took in a lot of back roads in and around Fielding and Halcombe.  Check out the route!

On returning to Fielding it was time for some to make their way home while a few of us still had not had enough and decided to ride the Halcombe road through to SH1 and back before pausing in Fielding again for a drink and the final good-bye.

Roadside discussion in Fielding - where next?

All in all it was a good turn out and a pretty nice autumn day for a quiet pootle in the countryside.  More rides are planned in the future...

Cool places to park

Time for another blog challenge.  This one comes from the Flies in your teeth blog and asks for a picture of your bike in an interesting spot.  I figure 2 bikes = 2 entries eh...

The first pic is of the Connie parked up on a little grass knob by an old wool shed in Glenorchy.  This picture was taken during the 2009 Southern Cross and on my first (and so far only) visit to stunning Glenorchy.  I like the pic for a couple of reasons.  Firstly, its a nice pic in a beautiful place and secondly as it was a little adventurous of me riding a fully laden Connie up a grassy slope...

My second pic is from my recent Top of the South Adventure and is of the V-Strom parked in front of the French Pass.  This pic is special as it marked a return to "the Sounds" for me - about 25 years (far too long) after I had last been down.  It is also a beautiful wee part of the world.  An added bonus is a dusty looking bike - she'd been out there doin' it!

Bits and bobs

Or can I drag my South Island Adventure out to one more post...

Odo kms: 1,472
GPS kms: 1,447 (it was turned off for a few km)
Hours moving: 22:51
Moving av: 63.3km/h (all those tight, windy, gravel roads)

Pics from the trip:

Pics from the airshow: