Pebble, I see you are strong in the force.

Ok so I see what the pebble is cookin'. I mean, that's not the picture I posted. I guess this is payback for me changing my cookout eh? I like your take on the Thrux better than mine anyway. Of course, if you are in photo shop anyway, do you think I could get a ponytail? Maybe some ink too... :-)

FK's text message will read as follows:

"Clutch maybe no work. Cassie fault."
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I think the Thruxton looks the shizzz. It is a Bloor Triumph - and that has its pros and cons - but even at its worse, my 955i was a lot more reliable/fun/nice to drool on, than the CB, or any of the ancient sleds I used to hammer around on. If you can afford it, get a modern bike and come riding with us! Hell, for all the complaining I do about the Trumpet, it still made it to almost 50k.

At least the Thrux has carbs so you won't be fighting with the damn Sagem FI system. I spent many a night tracking down completely electronic gremlins. This sensor or that sensor...



Happier days with the Triumph...
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New Old School
Should the CB turn out to be a well toothed Bear, I think I might look into the Triumph Thruxton--Stiff, this is the bike you saw in front of ASYLUM and were talking about on Fri night. I thought the same thing when I saw it--I mean I thought it was vintage at first. Anyway, just a thought...

Click here for more Summit Point photos from Saturday (with commentary)

Thoughts from Clutchville...

Well, hmmm...a wise old cowboy once told me, "Son, sometimes ya eat the bear and, well, sometimes the bear, he eats you."
Not sure who's eatin who just yet, but I'll say me and the bear have been eye'n each other a good bit today.

The new clutch plates arrived. But I had a power issue. Short in the ignition. I still have problems, but I was able to get power to it so I went ahead with the clutch work. I pulled the engine case back off, took the clutch basket out and went to work. And then came the rain so I rigged up a little tarp from my truck and the trees. This was true shade tree mechanic style and I was pleased with myself--yep, that's always the death knell. The replacement plates weren't exactly like the originals, and I had to use one of the original plates to make everything fit right. I was hoping that this wasn't going to be a problem, but the only way to find out was to put it all back together again. And I felt pretty good about it. So...as I'm putting the clutch cover plate back on, one of the bolts breaks off in the threaded case! F....K!!! I immediately called both of my life lines CJ&Pebb and was informed that I was basically FFF'ed unless I could get an extractor or otherwise get the b*tch out w/o ruining the threads.

Luckily, I have a neighbor who is building an airplane in his carriage house (another interesting story for another day)--and he, like spicoli's old man, has a b*tchin' set of tools. So we drilled out the bolt and used an extractor to remove it. With machine shop 101 under my belt, I was ready to get back to the clutch.

Not so fast! as both Roger (plane guy)and Pebble advised that I get some new bolts and not just any bolts, but SUPER NUTZZZ cause these are going to be in a high pressure place. Aren't all nutz???

Pebble turned me onto a pretty cool spot:

http://mdmetric.com/

So, I'll try to get a set of bolts from them if not from coleman's tomorrow. Yep, I said the C word.

Anyhoo, if this doesn't work, maybe I'll reread Zen and the Art of MC Maintenance. More likely,I'll just pop open a PBR and watch the sun set. F'it dude. Let's go bowling...

Hmmm, I've been feeling kinda weird ever since I went to the Black Cat last Thursday...

It was an amazingly awesome ride on Saturday to Summit Point. There will be more story to follow - but I just wanted to post a couple pictures to illustrate the sheer excitement of the day!



Above: Super-speedy racer with aerodynamic luggage rack blasts through the "carousel" while Stiffler grabs a quick bite to eat...



Above: Some of the exit3dc crew trying desperately to contain themselves while observing nerve-wracking wheel-to-wheel racing excitement.

... umm yeah - B, where are your pics?

We have to be nice and chill tonight in preparation for our ride tomorrow morning... Need to recover from last night's antics myself.

Just to recap the evening:

2200 - There was a show at Blackcat (that I missed)

2300 - Joined up with the gang at BLUE - Jack was consumed, ciggies smoked, and ass-licking was deemed taboo.

0130? - A spirited ride to EZ-B's and then to A&T's place nearly results in a cabbie getting his ass kicked by CRAZY J, and the VRod listing past 45deg.-on-its-way-to-sideways in a game of kill-switch-tag gone bad.

0200 - Laughing at the beginning of OLD SCHOOL.

0330 - Stumbling back to J's den of BORRIS to crash.

0720 - Waking to J being elbowed in the tackle.

And here I am now at work.


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AARRRGH! That sucks FK.

BUTT yeah - I think you'd really dig something from this decade. After all, riding is better than wrenching isn't it?

If you haven't seen it yet, check out the svrider site. This is about as sweet/inexpensive/customizable/no worries as they come. Deals can be made for new ones (FI), or you can pick up a clean 1st gen carb model in the 2-3k range!



My (sold... *sob*) '99 SV after 3 years of track abuse - pressed into street service - hammered mercilessly, without so much as a whimper (or a speedometer for that matter).

It's only fair of me to say that Coleman's has given me some good bike deals, and I like a lot of the individuals there including the parts dept. guys. I think the place is mainly screwed up organizationally. I could say more, but that would probably be boring...

Fuming Father

Well boys, the show must go on, but perhaps not with FK. I was tooling around with the CB this evening and it is dead. I checked the battery and the fuses and they seem to be in order. I've had a long standing issue with the ignition. There's a short or something in there and usually when the key is in the "on" position, it takes some jiggling to get power. And occasionally I'd lose power while riding but a simple jiggle of the key would put me right back on. But now I'm jiggling and jiggling and still no power.

I took the ignition out and tinkered with it, but it probably needs to be replaced. There's one on e-bay I'm going to try to snag. EzB gave me one but its not the right part. I'm so bummed--Its been about 2 weeks since I've ridden and I'm jonesin man. I'm jonesin real bad man. Help me brother help me......

As for tomorrow night, unless coleman's has the right part in stock--i.e. NO FUCKING WAY!all the clutch karma in the world won't get this bitch rolling soooo...I say if you guys want, still do come over for a chill cook out and beers but we might as well save the dirty work for after I have a starter cause there's no sense in doing it if we can't test it out etc. Whadda you guys think?

Maybe Pebble's right, perhaps I should look for something made in this decade...Ahhhrrrggggg!

Get ready to get shot between the balls at 150 ft. one ball at a time...

I'm kidding of course - testicular aiming is not cool.

Get ready to get shot in the ass. Twelve balls at a time.

yeah I got it and replied but it's not your fault...plus, the HIGHEST interest rate that can be charged is 19% and that's for people with fucking JUDGEMENTS against them...fucking jugdements and mine's at 15%only 4 percent below that!!!!...I totally talked with Ducati finance, sent them all three of my credit reports and would have qualified...I'm an idiot cause I let the lure of the Duc affect my judgement; howevever, I was told, so what, if you pay within 2 years, which was always my intention and which I've already(and now will have to do)almost done no interest would apply...my mistake was to trust them and more importantly, READ...so, nothing is ever totally bad especially if one learns from it, which I have; they'll never get another cent from me; they'll never get another cent from anyone I know; and they won't end up accomplishing what they tried to accomplish...

yeah...where is that place? Lemme see, I go toooooo...oh wait, that's it: your Mom's house...ya ahh hahahahahahahahahah, ahahahahahahahahahahahaha, hahahahahahahahaaaasssshuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutup!

So are we all in for tomorrow beeeatches...we should get some more of those mirophone things J has...Micraphone checka, micraphone checka, one-two checka, Exit 3 in da hizzza,I'm a playa,and B's a wrecka! Word!

I'm cuckoo for cockouts! Anybody get my email about Coleman's?

So as far as I know, we are on for the Summit Point ride Saturday, are we not? I plan on taking my shirt off, so bring your welding goggles. "Don't look at the arc! Don't look at the arc!" Eric, where do you get your ass waxed? I got a little patch on the nape of my neck. Hahahahahahaha. Ass waxer.

...and now he's been guilted into putting it back. He is the Good Father after all. Little boys and cock outs - tragic.

Whatever are you talking about??? Mwhahahaha, mwhahahahahahahh.
Ok, ok, I'll stop! :-)

NOTE TO READERS: FK has used the all-to-easy "edit" button to remove his rather hillarious misspelling of "cookout" - hence my cocky reply.

COCKout!!! What's on your mind Chauncey?! And let me guess, you want me to grab your fuzzy nutz while I'm up at CPS, right! God I love the edit button...but seriously let me know what you might need. I'm going to try to run up there this early afternoon. And for tomorrow night, as early as you guys are up for is fine by me. 1900 is fine. In fact I'll probably try to get things started before that so we are ready to go when peeps show up. Crazy J, hope you can make it, but I understand if you can't. No worries bro.

Well, I don't know if I'm up for a COCKout AND beers, but I would say I am up for it tomorrow night - we'll get an early start, I'm out of work at 1900. J might be entertaining a friend visiting up from Atlanta so I don't know if he's in, but I'm sure we can get his input/tools (maybe you can talk him into the COCKout too) beforehand...

I may have something for you to grab while you're there - I'll call you if it works out.



above: A cocksucker with his cockout... bring on the beer.

Well gents, as of this AM, the parts are in so I'm going to try to pick them up this afternoon. Anyone need me to pick up anything at the now infamous CPS? IF I get the parts this afternoon, I may try to tool around with the CB this evening. If you guys are free tomorrow night, then I'll wait b/c I'd rather have your beneficent guidance. Also if you guys are up for a another COCKout and beers at my house Friday afternoon/evening we can do the same drill as last time except maybe I'll have more shop rags. J do you still have the schematic print out? Would be cool to have in hand while putting all those pesky washers back and that cool pin remover plyer thingy tool too... I will be so psyched if I can ride on Sat.

all I can say is you may feel the wrath of the pimp hand of Deacon Dr. Frost Smooth-ssssssshhhhhhhhhhhwaaap! boing! Thud!...now get on up offa that ground and fix me my dinner! ...and where's my moneeeeey?!

Coleman's sucks so bad it hurts...ok, so they suck so bad I have to pay off the remaining 5k of my bike after already paying off the first 5K because their shady finacial dealings have now become my problem...Ben Beers exact words:'well, Andrea was doing that for you and now she's gone and I don't do that'. My response was: 'well, someone had to replace her so it'd be their job'...apparently not. So, I ended up spending a good chunk of my day getting some things accomplished with the finance company Colemans told me never could be; however, went I purchased my Duc, Coleman's went ahead and signed me up for some sort of deadbeat finance plan which actually penalizes people for paying off early...I was specifically told by both Matt and Ben if I paid my bike off in two years interest wouldn't apply(I will never trust again and ALWAYS read the fine print-this was MY error in this...not only did interest start to apply when I made a large payment...they started assessing 'finance charges'-a fee to me for the privilege of carrying my note...turns out I could have qualified for Ducati's financing but Coleman's makes more on this thing...Anyhoo, I simply can't afford and Benjamin a month in fees PLUS interest at 15 !#$%in percent--that's right kids, my fees and interest were actually MORE than the payment, BUT ONLY ONCE I STARTED MAKING LARGE PAYMENTS...it was like...sound the alarm boys, this guys gonna pay off his bike and we gotta milk him for every f'in cent before he gets there! Fuckers...

So, to keep things positive as we always should because negativity has not a place of usefulness in this world, I found out I can transfer all warranty and extended warranty work to Battley's, I just can't transfer my prepaid scheduled maintenance. I'm going to deal with those fuckers as little as possible and just hope they do something illegal to my bike in retalliation so I can sue them. Bobby had to refund my money for the sliders and was like: 'why' and I was like: ' cause Coleman's sucks ass and Blattley's had them IN STOCK and put them on for me ON A BUSY SATURDAY...lemme see...yeah I'd rather wait an eternity for you to get them in cause you don't even order shit when you say you do and then for some reason when you do it takes another bazzillion years to get it in...dudes, my tank bag from Marsee took over 2 months to get in; the one little part I needed when my Duc went down this winter...over 3 MONTHS!!!!!!

Well...after working all day it's now time to go get my plates at DC DMV...maybe I'll meet an English chick there; however, she won't be as cool as Shana(no, she doesn't read the blog-I don't even think she knows about it)

Those new Ducs are sweet! Would probably choose exactly the same one as Pebble's.

Yeah, I saw 'em... mine's already in...

That pimp handle generator does seem to have an ecclesiastic bent--I outrank you father K--I am Bishop Don B. Flow, ladies. Come worship.

Perhaps Stiffler would tell us that life is flow, as he seems to have adopted a zen-like
attitude toward the pursuit of women. He is no longer is in that world (any longer). Oh wait--the zen master is in this world but not of it--actually, that might describe Stiffler too.

On the topic of what should not be long to be in this world and is of who knows what, Coleman's is living down to its reputation for me as well. Asked them to replace shift lever on old Duc on 8 May, called today and they told me it was ready. Learned upon further investigation (stemming from my distrust anything they tell me) that they haven't even ordered said lever b/c they didn't know they were supposed to. It's not like I told them on the phone and mentioned it to two different people in person multiple times... Oh, and they still owe me $137 from three months ago.

I bid you Godspeed in your quest, Father Kevin.

FFFFFFFFFF!!!!

Called Colemans---parts are still not in!!!

Maybe I should just say F'it and get one of them thare V-RODs!
I hear all the cool kids are doing it. Such a sweet ride Peb.
Another interest of mine: Did you see the new DUCs coming out?



SWEET!

...and if you'd stop wreckin' your damn bikes you wouldn't have to go to DMV. How 'bout a song:

I once met an Englishwoman at DMV, she was on a Vespa, she was really quite devine...I said, hey sugar you wanna go for a ride, it'll tickle your spine...she said: honey...in these shoes? I don't think so...so we talked some more and I asked her why don't you walk up and down my spine...and she said: honey...in these shoes? I doubt you'd survive...and then she said honey, LET'S DO IT!!!!!!!!

DMV does not have to be so bad I found out...rule number 1: flirt with the chicks at inspection(EVEN if you're a chick); rule number 2: ALWAYS go to the Brentwood DMV...they always call me up before I've even finished my paperwork...oh, and flirt with those chicks too; rule number 3: there's no such thing as fight club, now pass me the human-fatted soap...See B, we never learn the simple lesson: WE CANNOT FIND WOMEN, they must find us...everytime something like this happens we rejoice in the simplicity and chance of it, yet give us a few weeks of dryspell and that lesson is as distant as Jenna Jameson's virginity...that's right, I said it! It's not really chance, these encounters, but NOT trying and just being, these encounters find us...we are being proactive by NOT being proactive

DMV and Pimpin' Aint Easy
I've been to DC DMV so many times I could write a book about it. And I've done the DC trifecta--all three of those offices in one day--Monday--and learned the hard way about the main DMV being closed. WTF! Anyway, I now know why they have metal detectors in there--if I was strapped I would have dropped a furry fury of lead on those SOBs. EZB, I'm glad to hear your story. This may be the first good thing to ever come out of the DMV. Please post follow up reports. I think it will be therapeutic to all those who have suffered through the hell that is DMV.

On to happier thoughts: We may need new names--PIMP names. I mean everyone knows our real names--FK, Stiff CJ, Peb...but when we are kickin it on da street and layin the smack down we need to have some pimp handles so we get props and respect like we be deservin:


http://www.playerappreciate.com/pimphandle.asp

I put in my real name (i.e. not Father Kevin) and I got:
Reverend Kevin Flava.
I mean c'mon, does it get any better!?!

Harvest away my brutha, harvest away...

Cute until she slams her face into the back of a metrobus, what with that 3/4 helmet. But nevertheless, good show. Lookit EazyB Exit3dc reprezentin.

A perfect trip to the DMV... I get off the plane from chilly Toronto on Monday afternoon, cab it home, realize that the temp tags on my Duc expired on Friday, decide to go straight to inspection station and DMV to sort it all out (warm weather increases my motivation). Waiting outside inspection station and right behind me pulls up a cute English chick on her vintage 125cc Vespa, which she has just shipped from the other side of the pond. We go through inspection together, chatting, and she turns out not only to be cool but also cute, which I learn when she removes her 3/4 graphite Arai (a chick with good taste in helmets--what more can you ask for). Plus, her main lament about DC is that she can't get enough of the culture / good art / good music as she does when she visits NYC. I can obviously help her a great deal in this connection and she gives me her email address. Next we decide to high tail it to main DMV together, which turns out to be closed on Monday afternoon (why? b/c, the guard tells me, they're open on Tuesday! huh?). Maxine takes off to meet a friend and I haul ass to the Brentwood DMV, getting there at 3:58 pm and successfully completing my transaction. But, glorious as that was, it's not the main point of the story, which is that I actually met a cute 'n cool chick at dmv and should be able harvest at least one date from the chance encounter (and, once we hang out, this will will of course lead to more dates)...
i'm on a roll...

When the good Lord calls...

The BDUs were laid out for the Saturday morning smack down. The requisite sh*t talking had been done, and I was ready for battle, arm in arm with my brothers of the wheel...but alas, the Lord doth work in mysterious ways. And I, at a late hour in the night was called by the Almighty to fly to Buffalo to spread the good word. So fly I did. I'm back now and am so sorry to have missed the action. Sounds like you guys threw down a beatin' on some unsuspecting Indians....poor B*stards probably had no idea what they were in for. Kinda like Bambi meets Godzilla or the Catholic school girls meet Attila the Hun all hopped up on ether....MOMMY-MOMMY-MOMMY!



Well, I can tell by the glowing reports, there will be another paintball smack down. Allgood...

Anyway, Peb, I'd be honored to help you adjust, or even replace those fuzzy nuts, anytime. Just say the word. And, brothers, we must not forget to pass the plate and payback our friend for setting up this blessed page which allows us to daily spread the good word--the gospel of the wheel. AMEN.

Corporal Crazy_J reporting from AGPEV's shit-smellin' farm of play death...

Yeah, I killed the manager of the place. That was pretty rockin'. But only one person I know saw it happen, so it wasn't nearly as rockin as Pvt. Pebble gettin' fed up and hollerin' "J., COVER ME!!!" only to dart off to bum rush a fortified position. He ran straight up a huge boulder, yelled out a primal scream, and wasted some chump at close range all while I was spraying paint balls from about 25 yards away. The guy had no idea what was coming because he was ducking my fire.

Then Eric Z., also making an agressive move up the right flank, got shot in the neck. Ouch!

I counted 7 welts on body. Most of them are on my back, from people shooting me either after they were already "killed" but kept shooting, or shot me after I put my hands up and turned to walk humbly off the battlefield. I swear I only got shot about four times legitimately.

Those guys were chumps. But hey, I gotta say, Eric Z, Pebble and I were fuckin' shit up out there. It was the best time I've had in a long time. Must've been, considering I got so overheated long before lunch that I hurled into my facemask. I had just captured the other team's flag during what I would call a very deft flanking move by Pebble and I. So I grabbed the flag and hightailed back down the slope from whence we came when all of a sudden I about black out running as fast as one can in the woods in jeans that are sticking to you like band-aid brand. I say to Karl, "cover me" and stop to let out a couple really gnarly dry heaves, and then spit up all kinds of water right through my face mask. Ugh. So we round this corner right into a one-man ambush. We were pinned down for I would guess about 5, maybe 10 minutes. But Karl killed the lug, in spite of weapon failure, and we walked out victorious. We walked out victorius alot, actually.

Freakin' fun as hell, but it's definitely not for everybody. You get soiled as a diaper, and it really was 90 degrees out there. Not to mention slippery rocks, cess pools of mushy mud, creek crossings and the fact that it stings like a mutha when you get hit at close range. Oh, and the paint tastes like earwax. Not that I eat earwax. Boogers, yes. Earwax, only by accident. Like when you chew a nail. Yukky.

Private Pebble reporting from paintball mayhem.

A fun, rather fast-paced ride out... a little gravel road drifting on the Haaaley - and then... mayhem ensued.

What a blast. Jay and I had a great time. Not too often that I could be convinced to get up at 7 - and then run around in woods and swamps in 90deg. weather until... almost 6pm. Overall a cool group of guys - Eric Z rounded out the unit with Jay and I... and although we have a few welts among us - I would say that we gave out far more than a fair share. It got a little crazy when the Indians showed up midday - most were cool, a couple were belligerent, but in the end... you had to kind of feel bad for most of them because they got hammered pretty bad. (Jay and I were thinking that if Eric were with us, we might have had to restrain him a couple times).

Lots of good stories on this trip... like CRAZY J wasting the (experienced) instructor when he joined the Indians to try and help their cause.

It was a good purging of the inner-monkey for me and was certainly good exercise!

Hope the rest of the crew will be up for trying it out some time!

Stiffler - you will probably love it if you've never done it. You'd likely go apeshit competitive.

FK - I don't know why... but I could see you as a Tom Sizemore kind of character - which would be awesome. hahahaha

B - I was trying to picture you out there, but having difficulty because you just seem too diplomatic to waste someone with a paintball gun, but if you're up for it - waaay fun.

Now that I am finished bitching... The limpin' (pimpin) vrod and I will be able to make it for a Sat of paintball mayhem. Rockville at 8. WOOOHOOOOO *hack* *hack* *hack* HOOOOOOOOO!

Okay...

So I've been laying low for the last week. Neglecting my Exit3dc web duties - even my riding has been down to a bare minimum due to a case of summer flu.

How the hell does one get the flu in the summer? I have little experience because I generally get these things in the middle or the winter, so here's my guess.

Mix equal parts: non-sleep, generous amounts of alcohol and tobacco then throw in a (rokken) punkrock band with Crazy J and Cas! That'll do it.

What's worse is the VROD has also had a visit of summer illness... or shall I say - well overdue maintenance of "wear and tear" items.

With a moderate 17,500mi. on the clock...

Steering head bearings: look like gnarly half-chewed cocoa puffs.

Rear brakes: Funny howling noise means... no more pad!

Front rotors: Slightly sizzled but still functional.

Tires: Untouchable sissy strip is the only part showing any decent tread (just ride around leaned over).

Fuzzy nuts: yeah. thats right. fuzzy nuts all over the place. Gotta clean up around those nuts and pop in some stainless steel.

Fuzzy fasteners: all over the exhaust.

Fuzzy wheels: This ain't the furtopia mascot bike - Gotta break out the acid wash. doh.

Oil change: standard synthetic goodness.

Funky fuel gauge: This ones actually been brewing for a while, but its finally consistent in its funkiness, so I can finally get it replaced under warranty.

All this much needed VRod TLC will cost just under one large *fainting*... But what-the-hell- yah gotta do what ya gotta do.

Comparing maintenance costs on this bike to some others that I've owned (especially the freakin Triumph) - its actually pretty good. Just every now and then you get hit for a hefty service. I'd say every 10k or so. Valve adjustments are 12k apart so that helps. My 20k won't be too bad since all this stuff is getting remedied now.

So if any of you guys want to help when I go to replace those fuzzy nuts one of these weekends... Your help would be most appreciated!




Hey - things could always be worse right?

Geez. I can't believe I just read all that crap. That girl's a serious slut. Do we know who she is? Does she do ATM? Drink from a glass? Hahahahahahaha.

This is a great blog. My favorite quote:
"A man who tries to fuck you in the ass when you are sober does not love you." What a smart girl!

Here's the background story and the archived blog--the real one is gone:
story.htm
Wonketteblog.htm

no...but they were secret service and because it's a cab, it's commercial, which means only Metro. has jurisdiction. If it had been some regular slob in a car they would have. Metro won't asses guilt at the scene...it has to go through some long ass process, so after standing in the hot sun for over 3 hours and Metro STILL not having shown up AND my damage being limited to under 200 beans, but his door seriously cracked, The SS guy suggested we both leave the scene cause if one did and the other didn't it would be a mess.

He yelled at the cabbie though and told him if he told his dispatcher a biker did that to his door he'd find him and make his life miserable and he made him give back my info he'd written down so that the lyin' little prick couldn't do anything anyway.

The thing that gets me is that is wasn't an accident. He made a conscious choice to do what he did, which for the life of me, I cannot understand. I wasn't even riding aggressively( I usually ride defensively). You'll recall when we're all out I always ask if you want me to ride through traffic or go around it, etc...

It was just me on my bike riding safely and that fucker just rode into me like I wasn't even in my lane..."Fuzzy little foreigner, I'll fill his bagpipes with mertina!"

Let me guess.... OF COURSE NOT! They are too busy giving parking tickets.

Did the cop write that lying asshole a ticket?

Oh yeah... Someone else should get a camera too - I don't see any pics of a spark-throwin, heel-draggin vrod on here. Its like the loch ness monster - random sightings and only the suggestion of its possible existence.

:)

Speaking of my non-museum vrod - I better call the shop and schedule a tune-up... she's feelin' a bit SHAGGY! Tires and a steering head repack are in order.

Damn! Wish I'd been there; those photos are excellent. The bewildered look on J's face pertaining to the brown turtle pokin' 'is head out on his passenger seat is priceless! Me, I was Shana's beeeeatch all weekend but lovin' it. We got a ton done around the house but BEST of all, she dragged her beautiful ass all the way out to Blattley's so I could get my new engine mounting bolt/replacement frame sliders installed. Stupid cabbie sideswipped me but the bike racing came in handy: I rode it out leaning against the stupid sod for over 100 yards coming to a stop at Penn and 17th. The moron actually tried to make the case I ran into him, cause I'm always lookin for cars I can run into when I'm on the bike-as is the case with most bikers. Anyhoo...frame slider even told the story: it was very evident it snapped off from the rear, forward. Therefore, had I caused it I would have been doing about 30 in reverse. I saved the slider, it's knarly and we need to post a picture of it. It and my shoulder took all the impact; rest of me and the bike came off without a scratch thankfully.

Blattley's rocks and Coleman sucks ass! They totally accomodated me and had TWO sets of sliders(there's only one slider that fits the Ducs-Cycle Cat)IN STOCK and they worked me in on a busy Saturday!

Saw another museum VROD...so cool that Pebble rides that thing and rides it hard!

So for those of you who haven't already had your ear chewed off with greatly exaggerated stories... B, Crazy J and I had a great ride out to 211 and up Skyline. The weather was great, we had a blast and got B much closer to finishing his Monsters's break-in (covering over 200 mi.) Not bad for a days work. We ate cheap greasy food, rested from time to time and shaved some more metal/rubber off our bikes. My tires have had it with the abuse - getting a bit baldy now.

Best of all, no one ended up in a creek!

You have to check out the full size images for commentary/explainations...

You can chek out the picture album here...

To you who missed out... it was a great ride on Saturday. Next time, perhaps you will join us.

Check out B and Crazy J draggin' parts around the bend...

Now why would I black out one of Ross's teeth? I mean... He looks so good there already ;)

I also have photographic proof that effectively ends Stiffler's intricate analogies involving Ducatis, Hondas, Ferraris and Renault LeCars...

Check it out: LeStiffy

Hey Pebble, you should take the creek photo with Ross in the foreground, and black out one of his teeth. That's the only thing that could make that photo any better.
This is what Yannis saw right before he crapped his pants and went swimming to clean 'em out.

Father, I have sinned. It's been 20 years since my last confession. I don't know enough about changing clutches on old bikes to offer an opinion on what those bumpkins told you. Ross helped my do the clutch on my old CB, then I did it myself on the SV because it was so easy. I tried to call RL and talk to him about it, but he's in Italy and won't be back for a while. Called Ross, and he said he'll call me back tonight. So hopefully we can get this figured out ASAP. Are you back in town?

Hell riders,
Hello from Florida--it's actually a few degrees hotter n hell down here. Liked the pictures of Yannis. When did he learn to swim. I never got the story behind that one. Rumor has it that Crazy J elbowed him off the road and into the drink, but I've got no confirmation. Do tell...

So there are tons of choppers prowlin around down here. Some really cool sh*t. Also lots of squids on sport bikes--like they just got off the ship and spent all there $$ on the latest greatest, but they ran out of cash and couldn't afford a helmet or anything else. I've seen dudes with no helmet, no shirt, shorts and even some with no shoes--just flip flops!!! DMFs. Anyway, there are some hardcore bike shops down here too. I found a few old timers and asked about the clutch. 2 different folks thought that the metal plates (the ones I didn't replace) could be warped just a bit and that combined with new (thicker) friction plates was keeping the clutch from slipping when disengaged. One guy said the plates would look a little blue if warped. Another said put them on a piece of glass and you could tell. Anyway, how does that sound to you?

Gents, I just rode out to Coleman's and picked up the clutch! Rock n Roll man, Rock n Roll. Soooo I'm thinking about putting the b*tch in tonight. I think EzB and his Duc have a date at least for the early part of the night, but if the spirit of generosity moves any or all of you, come to my house and cook out. I'll provide the chilly bronsons and grub if you provide your expert knowledge of all things clutch. And if you guys want to do something more social--i.e. hit a bar or movie or something, that's cool too. Just drop me a line and let me know the plan.

so whaddaya think guys - should we let a girrrl into the exit3 treehouse?

"I'm like the kid sister that's trying to break into the boy's treehouse. hehe. Can girls post to your blog and how do I do that? I know more about motorcyle racing than Bennet and Eric so I think I'm qualified ;) -Cassie"

AMA SBK -- Sat 5/15 -- 4 pm
Sun 5/16 -- 4:30 pm
AMA Formula Xtreme -- Sun. 5?30 -- 5 pm
AMA Supersport -- Tue 5/25 -- 2 pm
MotoGP --French Grand Prix Sun, May 16 12pm (SDD)
World Superbike -- Monza, Italy - Race 1 Sun, May 16 5:30 -6:30pm (SDD)
Monza, Italy - Race 2 Tue, May 18 1-2pm

So we're going on Sat. morning, no? We should plan a mellow group outing for Friday night, so no one's tempted to go out and get wasted, slowing us down Sat. morning. Suggestions: Movies, pool, nudie bar (I kid).

I'm up for a ride this Saturday, girls...

Of course he can join - he's my cousin you fool!

In the true spirit of Exit3DC I'm heading to G-town to get some shoes--so that I have them. If anyone is up there and wants to grab a bite or something, call me because the good lord knows I won't get no stinkin' e-mail.

Stiff, I'm heading to the gym afterwards so maybe I'll see you there, and if not...then I'll come by later and we can discuss the care and feeding of various vermins such as the gerbil, hamster and of course...the church mouse.

I have a proposal for a new inductee--assuming he can withstand the rigorous hazing that will undoubtedly be involved. Unfortunately, he prefers cats to vermin... Pic included below for your deliberation.

Watch out Stiffy, J's gonna run you down in his jacked up monster truck. I've seen it, the tires are HUGE.

whoa!!! that is so cool. I've never seen that before...there are still 2 sight glasses on Ducs though, the oil one and one for the clutch now that they're wet. I wasn't talkin 'bout the oil one jackass. There's can be no hamster in my pants because my anaconda would eat it and then take a big crap on your couch. Now, get my balls out of your mouth, pull up your skirt, and get back to work. Say, I saw this cool airbrushed honda cbr muscle tee that would go great with your mullet. I also hear there's a new CBR owners' group forming in Glen Burnie but you'll have to get some acid washed jeans first; I hear it's kind of an informal requirement.

Funny. You say it's a hamster, but you know it's really a guinea pig, and there's still room to spare.
That DUC looks pretty freaking trick. Nice wheel dinger. Almost as big as the one I put in my SV wheel after the 12 to 3 slam down. Still waiting on creek pics. Ribbbbbbit.

Hey Stiffler - keep 'yer brown hamster in your pants where it belongs. I'm not talkin' bout your oil level sight glass - thats about as common as a bicycle rider in spandex pants... I'm talking about a sight glass on the head so you can see the bevel gears (old school cool).

Check it...

Yah - lets see those pics. I agree with J on the desirability points... but its your call. Whats the news on your clutch?

When are we going to B-more to set up the SV?

Gahah eeee.
I just sent out my take on Vintage Hondas via email because I couldn't remember my username or password. Get a CB400 Supersport. They rock for old crap piles.
Hopefully soon I'll be posting pics of the my friend going swimming in the creek near Flint Hill -- on his bike.

First, my ass does NOT look big, er...ummm gay and you wouldn't know what to do with a Suzie if it came in the mail. That new shirt really accentuates my shoulders. Second, I'm in for the ride but I think we should leave butt ass early so we still have some day left to do other shit. I say we head to gate 1 in Front Royal or maybe J can have a Royale with Cheese to make his fat ass fatter-that's right, I said it! Third, good points about the old Honda but I rarely know what I'm talking about anyway. Fourth, nothing. Fifth, I'm working on a coat of arms, shield, crest, whatever you want to call it for Exit 3, which will then be made into patches, which will then be on our leathers, what do you all think? I think you all need your balls reattached, that's what I think.

The Duc is bad ass; however I don't know whether you've noticed but they still do the sight glasses, on the case and one on the clutch side-you can see the hamster running around on the wheel. I named my hamster Richard Gere and he's brown.

***IMPORTANT***

Before I crash out... I think I mentioned a possible ride next Sat. when everyone EXCEPT FOR CRAZY J (who was too busy crashing people into creeks) - came to visit me at the store! That was cool - except for "Stiffler" and "EZ-B" looking like some kind of wild ass motosexual twins - hahaha I'm kidding! ... kind of. hahahahahha dammmn.

So are you guys up for it? A nice chill Friday night - followed by a early-start day carving the mountains? Perhaps followed by an entertaining night tearing up the city when we return.

Weather looks good at this point.

We need to get FK his clutch.

BUTT.

I disappeared Sun. evening and wasn't on the site today because Pierre and I
took a quick hop up to NY to take care of some bizness... that is where I
saw this cool city Duc outside the cafe we were chillin' at this afternoon.
(notice the well ridden front rim). It had these sight glass things on the
heads so you could see the desmo gears and shit spinning around.

Cooler than a CB, but it might make FK's Triumph seem easy to maintain
by comparison...

Well Father K - if you really want my 2 cents... it is hard to say without
seeing the bike, and if it was hard to turn over, it could be an easy fix or
it could be horrible! (real helpful right) Why don't you focus on getting
your existing CB up and rocking (since you know the issues with this one
already) and start saving for something from this decade? Besides which, you
already have a sub-grand brit-bike that needs fiddling with. And Stiffler...
I would say that old-bike-fix-ups are rarely money making enterprises (not
impossible but pretty rare - especially without a proper garage).

But those are some great ape-hangers - hahahah!

BTW - where the hell did you go to see this bike? Alaska? (See snow).

BTW BTW - Yeah Eric, your new pants make your ass look gay... I mean big...
I mean - ah never mind! HAHAHA Now you need some freakin' CHAPS.

if you can get it for 5 bills it's a no brainer. I think you can like we discussed on the phone...that bike will run nicely I bet...would be great for J and Karl to see it though...You could fix it and sell it for 1500 I bet.

I don't know Stiff. I'm thinking of making the guy an offer. What did you think? He said he paid $700 but would sell it for less b/c it isn't running. I was thinking of offering him $500 but I'm not 100% sure.

Crazy J, Pebble, check out the pics and tell me what you think. The chrome and body paint is in excellent condition. It is a 76 CB500T (I assume the T is for "twin")-- electronic start is broken but I was able to get it to turn over on the kick start after a great deal of work. The bike has been sitting for a while,but I bet with a tune up it would be pretty sweet though. Thoughts?

And yes...we should do a city ride.



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we should do an Exit 3 street ride; I'd be into that. Kevin, what of the bike yesterday? Did you get a date with the Blonde? We need leather jackets that say born to shop and ride

Dave, patron saint of motosafety and all things of the gold wing, speaks....

Perhaps we can do an E3DC street course in the near future.
-----Original Message-----
From: Hepburn, David W. [mailto:dhepburn@nvcc.edu]
Sent: Monday, May 10, 2004 10:43 AM
To: 'Kevin'
Subject: RE: Confirmation--experienced rider class


AHHHHHHHHHHHH . . . Father Kevin . . . please keep a careful eye on your flock! Glad to hear you were able to put your learning to good use right away!! Seriously consider the "On-Street Training" offered at the Loudoun Campus. Claire Wynn is the program administrator there: 703-450-2551/2552. If you would like I'll see if I can get you a brochure. Takes the parking lot work to real time. Ride Safely!
Dave
-----Original Message-----
From: Kevin
Sent: Monday, May 10, 2004 9:38 AM
To: 'Hepburn, David W.'
Subject: RE: Confirmation--experienced rider class


David,
Thanks again. Bennet, Eric and I had a great time, learned a lot and put our new and improved skills to good use this weekend.

Thanks,
Kevin

the last race of my career; now turning my efforts to REAL bikes...the end and a beginning, life like the wheel always moving perfectly if not always noticed; it rolls best only if true...I hope Fire Theft plays Circle...I might cry...ok, that sounded gay too...dammit!

we went to look at a 500 CBT yesterday for Father Kevin(J. you need to go look at it)...the dude asked what motorcycle gangs are up to these days; we said shopping...HELLLLLLOOOOOOOO 'FRISSSSCO!!!!! Dude, do my new riding pants make my ass look big? Mark it 8 dude...

So now, Bennet, Father Kevin and I are certified safer riders at the advanced level...represetin' E3 with SAFETY...damn, that sounded gay.

Will you touch my monkey?

(Insert Bond music here...)

The name is Kevin....Father Kevin.

I've noticed that my ground clearance has increased since the weekend...

Yeah, I think J found the ultimate badassness in the rebel... now he's just posing with that CBR...

What's J doing on my Rebel? Guess he's looking for a true chick magnet instead of that other bike he's been ridin' around...

I have the code I need.
If I have time this weekend...
the blog section will be tweaked.

Stay tuned...

Dammit. That's the missing Cooters t-shirt. If I find out whole stole it, I will kill them.

Doh!
Oh well. That bike was a total bitch magnet.

I know the truth about J's race bike...

AMEN...

This is me preseason teste, er, testing at Valencia. I poo-pooed my leathers, so had to borrow Valentino's. We're tight like that, yo.

OK, my first post, and I'm proud that it won't say jack shit about politics -- other than this: This is a motorcycle enthusiast site. Polerticking ain't welcome here, unless it's Bush bashing, and even that's played out. Get a freaking bike and get out of DC. Thornton's gap is good. Deal's Gap is better, I hear. Anything to get the hell out of DC on a sunny day.

Image upload... functioning??

Can I get an AMEN!

Ok... how does this look?

Can you smell what the Pebble's cookin'? hahaha

I'm waiting for a poster to print so lemme take a look at this template...

damn - 8.30! No wonder I'm hungry.

testing... one, two, testicle...

And the EXIT3DC blog is BORN...