Today I replaced the original horn on my Tiger 1200 with a Denali Sound Bomb Mini. The conversion is very simple: Disconnect two cables, loosen one screw and wire the new horn and bend the supplied mounting plates to fit and and screw the new horn to the intended place. Done! So I finally have no more Roadrunner "Meep Meep"- sound, but a decent horn sound in appealing depth and volume (113 dB).
I'm thinking the brushed nacelle that houses the clock in your thread about your friend's creative motorcycle parts "repurposing" is from this Fat Boy, Dougie. Looks like he replaced it with a black one unless this Fat Boy came already blacked out. Is that the case? And....get that buddy out on that bike more often!
Even if she had her license (she's due to take her test again in 1,5 weeks time) the speed would be too much of a handful for a novice rider, me thinks...
Today I fitted the Leather seat cover to the 955i I think it gives a quality bike the look of more than a bike
I was thinking that even the Street Triple might be a handful for a novice, @Vulpes. But it does sound like she's doing well with it during the bits she's ridden it (pre-licensure.....shhhh).
She had a bit of a scare the first time she rode it... Too heavy handed on the throttle, because the bike she has her lessons on needs that. She quickly adapted though. At lower revs it's a pretty docile machine - rev it up and it becomes an angry missile!
Mate came up from London on his MV for the first time. Not been on a run with him for about 25 years! Went to Knott End, saw some lovely bikes, had a cracking Big Breakfast (just for @Sandi T here is proper bacon! ) The old Dot was cool. Spoke to old gent that served his apprenticeship building them
A couple more from today. Two very nice Suzuki T250's at Knott End (and a GORGEOUS Speedy obv). First one of these I have seen in real life, parked at Devils Bridge
I’m such a numpty that I’d be sure to take a wrong turn if I rode there and end up on the grid - all kitted out with day glow jacket, flip up helmet and panniers. That wouldn’t be embarrassing at all. Imagine Mr Bean at the races - only more so…
Well yesterday was brilliant, a mate and I set off early doors from the North East Coast and trawled our way across country, up through Wenslydale, over Ribblesdale, Ingleton, Devils Bridge, Windermere, Keswick, Penrith, Brough, Kirby Stephen and then back down through Swaledale to Richmond and then home to the East Coast again. Fantastic day. Today was dull and cloudy but Mr Weatherman said less than 10% chance of rain so, Whitby, Pickering, Malton, stopped for some scran at Seaways Cafe, skirted the underside of York and on to Squires for a coffee. Was tired so thought I'd just cruise the big roads home. Sky turned black at Wetherby and it lashed it down all the way to bloody Teesside. Two miles from home and it stopped raining. Me boots are on the windowsill to dry off tomorrow and the rest of my gear is hanging up in the kitchen. Bike looks like it's been ridden through a swamp, twice... Bugger, snarf, bumnuggets. Cleaning day tomorrow then. Piccie from yesterday.
Thanks @Chainbiter - other than the shitty weather, having smelly damp bike gear around the house, being forced to clean the bike (that’s twice this year?) and getting up early, it sounded a great day. Please excuse my asking as I am doing so on behalf of our international community members, but could you explain bumnuggets? Sounds like something best described in Roger’s Profanisaurus…
Aah, Bumnuggets... Precisely and concisely but not necessarily in the correct order: Bumnugget An annoyiing clinker that's welded itself to your hairy arse after a deflatory cheek flubbering and odious enormous wet fart... Very annoying
