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  • 1982 Honda Goldwing Aspencade (05-08)

  • Fog and Moonbows

    I love riding in fog. Not the full blown pea soup sort….thats never nice, mostly because people do silly things in it, they drive on the road with their hazards flashing, they drive half off the road with their right indicator flashing, they drive with their high beam on…..if they just all drove down the road like normal but at a safe and steady speed, there would be no problem…..but I digress.

    The sort of fog I love is the one that hangs about 20 meters off the road. It looks like a soft roof. I want to stand on the seat of my bike and run my fingers though it. I like how each dam you pass has a pillar of fog over it, like the roof of fog is connected to the earth though them.
    I just had a look though the first 10 pages of image results from Google and there is not a photo of the sort I am talking about.
    I have often though about mounting a camera on the bike, its times like this that I get thinking some more about the best way to do this.
    Moonbows. Freddy and I had to drive into town on Tuesday night to pick up the papers. Normally Amy and I go, its nice father and daughter time, but for some reason Freddy was with me. We came around the corner just after the Buninyong golf course, and there in the sky was a beautiful white moonbow.
    It had been raining moments before, there were clouds in front of us, they had broken behind us and the full moon was shining bright.
    It was a special moment for us, it was Freddys first, my second and it was great to share it with her.

    Keep your eye out for them, they are pretty neat looking.


  • Satellite tracking is back up and running…

    I think the subject says it all really…..There were a few settings I had wrong, and now that I have fixed them, it seems to be going better than ever. I never could have got a fix in my driveway before!
    Now that its working (well, to be sure, I want to give it a few days worth of riding first), I am keen to see what I can do to support the network and the people behind it…..these digital modes are very interesting.

    Look on the menu under Goldwing for a link to it. (Call me old fashion, but I’m not too keen to put the link in here….hey, I like to make people work to use the web…..I keep telling my son, you only learn by working it out for yourself….).


  • Thoughts post Uranquiny trip…..thinking out side the box.

    We rode up after work, Amy came with me. It was fantastic riding at night. I was pleased as to how the bike as a whole has come together. Nothing was too much trouble, nothing struck me as a gimmick, I found myself wishing for nothing new (other than whats already on my to-do list). It was a fantastic feeling to be riding at night, the view can not distract you, for once it’s about the destination not the journey. You just want to get to where you are going as smoothly and safely as you can, you cant see anything, so there is little point in thinking about looking or stopping. Hour after hour riding the cone of light that is blazing from the front of the bike, nothing else matters, there is nothing else (once off the Hume Freeway that is). It was a really enjoyable night. I would do it all again tomorrow if I could, or needed to.

    We had a great time (as usual) up there, all over far to quick. The last thing I want to talk about is not Goldwing related at all. It has to do with something I have been noticing more and more…..

    Im not a super tech, I”m not really good at electronics (been out of the loop for too long), I’m barely a geek, no where near a nerd, and yet I can still fix things, but I’m finding more and more that the generations behind me cant.
    One example; While in Uranqunity, Lizzi (Amanda’s  sister) asked if I could come and look at a Symbol bar code scanner at the servo where she works. They had the POS (Point of sale) guy in, and he could not get it going. I dropped down the morning we were leaving to have a quick look. I explained that I knew nothing about POS, and thus would only have a quick look.
    The scanner was in parallel with the PS2 keyboard, but they were using a USB keyboard. Even though it was a dos application, it was running under XP. I felt that when XP booted up, since it did not find any devices on the PS2 port, it ‘shut it down’. Sure enough, putting a PS2 keyboard in the scanner adapter and rebooting the computer got it all working.
    Lizzi was very happy, I left shaking my head. I’m thinking of documenting more of these situations. Not to big note myself, but to show the difference, to try and highlight it, between us 38+ techs and those behind us. My uncle Brian and my friend Terry have touched on this in the past. They came at it from other angles. They think its related to my generation reading and listening, and the younger looking only. I have noticed this with my son, he only looks at the pictures on the Net, he hardly ever reads the web sites.
    Sure, there is a tendency now to swap parts, not to fix the parts as we used to do (I still remember hand aligning single sided 360kB floppy disk drives and putting them back into service), but that alone does not give any insight to why problem solving skills are so light on the ground.
    Are people not taught to work though problems any more? I notice it a lot at work with the younger tradesman. I am not an electrician, or a plumber, and yet, they get stumped when asked to do something out of the norm. They look at me and ask what I would do. I just walk them though the process and they are right from there, they have the mechanical skills then to do the job, but thinking out side the box is not something that comes easy for them.
    I noticed this just the past month when my son and I bought a movement sensor light for our toilet. I let him unwrap it and put the batteries in. Which he did with no problem, but when he switched it on and it did not light up, he pronounced it dead. I am trying to get him thinking, so I asked him what the manual said. He correctly replied that there was none. Wanting to prod him a little more, I wanted to know from him what conditions needed to exist for it to work. He said power and movement. No amount of prodding would get any more out of him. Perhaps I was being a little hard on him, but as I have said, I have seen this sort of thing time and time again, and so I was in a bit of a panic that my very son might be falling into the same frame of mind….anyway, he gave up, and stuck with the notion that it was broken. At that point I took him and the ‘busted’ light and crawled into his cubbie under his bed, it was nice and DARK there, and with a little movement past the front of the light, we could see in his cubbie for the first time (gota love LED lights). He understood the bit that he was missing, no point in having a light come on in the day, but he totally missed that written on the front of the packaging. Again, looking at the pictures, but not even getting the full information from it (the photo was taken at night!).
    I don’t think we are going to be able to turn things around except on a case by case basis. I am working on my son. Terry is working on his grandson. I’m sure there are teachers and lectures all over the planet doing what they can to teach their students to think….. forget about thinking out side the box, lets just get them thinking!

    Anyway, please don’t mistake this as a rant, its not, its a melancholy reflection on something that I am seeing way too often. If you see it, take some time to address it. Don’t get mad, don’t push them out the way, just do what you can to teach them. It will take more than once, but I hope they will listen to us old guys. We still have something to say.


  • “What are you doing Dad…..???”

    After some 5 months, we (Amy and I) took the intercom for a final test ride Friday after work…..More on the intercom in another post / on its web page…..on the way back I had a little trouble keeping it on the line in a corner….Amy wanted to know what I was doing…..when I straightened up after the corner, and found that I still couldent keep it on a line, I knew I had a flat rear tire.

    Its my first ever on a bike, so I guess I should not be too upset?

    On the side of the road I start looking for the nail, did not take long to see that it was actually the valve stem. Hmm, thats not somthing I can fix on the side of the road. I have a tubeless repair kit, but not a spare valve stem and a bead breaker!
    We called the wife and relaxed on the grass to wait. It was a beautiful day, Amy was her usual bubbly self, so it was a nice wait while Freddy got the trailer hooked up and drove out to us. Interestingly out of all the cars that drove past, only one stopped, and only one waved at us. Bit sad, but I guess I should get used to being a social reject, riding a bike and all.

    One of the conversations we had was what I would do if this was half way along the Nullarbor? So, I vowed that I would fix it with what I had on the bike, and anything I needed and did not have, I would take a note and take it with me…..Getting the bike on the trailer on the bike was pretty easy, used a nearby mound of dirt. Will have to get a ramp at some stage.
    Google taught me that there are valve stems and there are valve stems….seems I had the 50cent kind. Its understandable that the bike shop would fit the cheep kind, but the thing I cut up rough about is that I was not given a choice when I took the wheel in to get the new tire fitted. The 4 buck stem is a no brainer, it bolts to the rim, its wwwwaaaayyyy stronger!

    I will be fitting one to the front wheel asap. Probably as soon as I get my tireplyers. I ended up taking the wheel off the bike (not needed in this case, but you learn as you go around here), used 2 g-clamps to break the bead near the valve stem, pulled out the old one, bolted in the new one.

    As it happens, I think the failure was my fault. I had 90° valve extensions on the existing valves, this puts a lot of pressure on them and this is what caused the failure. (I suspect).

    The major downer was that Sunday was such a beautiful day and a bunch of guys from work were going for a social ride to Hanging Rock, Terry was going to come with me…..ah well, rather learn this lesson 15k’s from home than 1200k’s.