I am thinking about going to a Bias tires for my 13'. I only ride around town mostly. Not that much long trips. I am not in love with the Stones' that came on my CB. Can everyone jump in and tell me what is going on between a Radial and a Bias tire ? Besides that Radial's cost more !! I just don't ride that hard. Be safe and God Bless us motorcycle riders !! We need the Blessing's.




Jayimpalaman

Part 1—Monday 11 August 2014

Pterodactyl and I woke up in Kyogle, New South Wales. The tales of our arrivals can be found [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3700]here and [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3808]here.

The map of the day's ride is [url=http://goo.gl/maps/5zico]here.

Our overall plan was threefold:
[li]To ride the Lions Road, as Pterodactyl had been unable to make the earlier ride for the founders of the Lions TT.[/li] [li]To ride some other interesting roads in mid-north NSW.[/li] [li]To continue a shared enjoyment of riding, beer, food and red wine.[/li] Our immediate plan for the morning was:
[li]To ride the Lions Road.[/li] [li]To have the first ever gathering of three Australian CB1100 Forum members and their bikes.[/li] Knowing, as I do, the importance of photos on tour, I had been careful the evening before to stick the camera on the charger. It would be important to have it working well on this first day because three of us would be getting together and it would be neat to stage a shot of the three of us together.

In the interests of weight and space, I had recently bought a nifty wall plug with two USB outlets, one of which I plugged the camera into. Trouble is, neither of the outlets will charge the damned thing. Note to self: when the camera's plugged in and the wee green light on the back flashes quickly, it isn't charging. Irritatingly, this discovery awaited me.

After a cup of tea, we were ready to load the bikes, grab a bite to eat then hit the road. First, though, I needed a 30 mm spanner to tighten the top nut on my steering which had shaken itself loose somehow. Of course the only bike shop in Kyogle was closed so I bought a large shifting spanner (that'd be 'adjustable wrench' in the US, I think) and did the best I could with the nut. In this endeavour, I was ably assisted by a couple of local gents Pterodactyl had found beside the road. One had a bike with "P" plate (for provisional licence) attached, although he looked like he'd been around for a bit. And indeed he had. It transpired he'd been off on holiday at Her Majesty's pleasure and was in the process of regaining his license. He was amazed by the CB and such devices as smart phones with GPS and noise cancelling headphones. But he was very helpful doing the nut up so it didn't seem to want to shift.

By this time we were cutting it a bit fine for our meeting with Enzo, so breakfastless, we set off in the chilly but glorious morning to tackle the Lions Road.

It's very pretty, but Pterodactyl, who is more experienced and wiser than me about things motorcycling (and maybe other things as well) pointed out a number of its shortcomings—poor surface, blind corners, no centreline, wrong cambers here and there, difficult entry to wooden bridges and so on. We agreed that it would be OK for a time trial if the Kyogle Council agreed to block off the road for the event which, subject to approval from the NSW Police, has now happened. Whoopee!

Pterodactyl admires the bikes when we stopped at the scenic lookout.


At this point I made the discovery that my night's camera charging had been to no avail. The camera informed me briefly The battery is exhausted, and that was that.

The ensuing photograph, as are many others in this report, is courtesy of Pterodactyl


Cormanus admires the view looking back towards NSW and the Cougal Railway Loop, details of which are in my earlier [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3443]ride report on the Lions Road.


Then we pressed on into Queensland and to Rathdowney for our meeting with Enzo.

It was Enzo who first took me to Rathdowney, so it was fitting he should meet us there. He’s in the middle of organising a move, so it was great he could take the time to catch up.

From bottom to top: Enzo’s blue ride, Cormanus’s black ride, Pterodactyl’s red ride. Enzo’s bike is a beautiful colour, but it is damned hard to photograph.


Now the other way


Enzo and Pterodactyl discuss some of the finer points of the CB1100


Some time about here, a bloke with a north American accent wondered up, said the bikes looked great then told us the coffee at the only café in town was, in his words, “crap”. Enzo, who knows a bit about this stuff, had been totally unimpressed by the food when we had eaten here before (he was right), but Pterodactyl and I were peckish at this point and needed fuel pretty much no matter what.

So we braved the eggs (which were edible but ordinary) and the coffee (which was drinkable) and chatted away happily about things CB owners chat about. Enzo ate nothing and drank only something that had been packaged off site.

Then it was time to get moving: Pterodactyl and I wanted to be a bit along the road by nightfall. We tried to persuade Enzo to come with us for part of the way, but he was insisting on going home. Suddenly his resolve weakened and he agreed to ride with us over the border to Woodenbong. Excellent. Three CBs together on the road. In Australia. Bloody marvellous!

Refuelled, the lads prepare to head out. You get a sense of the lovely blue of Enzo's bike in this shot


The Mt Lindsay Highway, which took us back over the border to NSW and the wonderfully named Woodenbong (queue joke about the Spaceman’s lost stash), and which I had not ridden before, turned out to be a gem. Although the surface on the Queensland side of the border left a little to be desired, it’s a stunningly pretty road, winding its way between mountains and through Australian eucalypt forest. You can catch a glimpse of one of the mountains behind the trees.


Other photos of this spectacular road will follow in a later report.

In Woodenbong we stopped to say farewell to Enzo and get fuel for the onward trip. Enzo’s photo of that farewell has already been a sensation on the forum


“Put that bloody phone away, Cormanus”


Here ends Part 1.

I'm going to let this one speak for itself:
http://www.ebay.com/itm/Honda-Other-HOND...otorcycles
Here, I'll save you the trip:

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Had an opportunity to grab some pics while the bike is still in the "crate".









Plans are to pick up the bike next Monday

It seems that most of you on here a using the PCV. I talked to the local guy that dyno tunes bikes and he said he likes the Bazzaz over the PCV because it has thicker wires. He said he has had a lot of problems over the years with the wires breaking or coming loose on Power Commanders and not much with the Bazzaz. Granted most of the problems he said are on the those shaky v-twins (I wont mention the name because we know what that stirs up) and this bike is much smoother.
So just wondering what the opions of my fellow CB owners are. Pro's and con's of either or are they both the same other than the wires.

I could swear there was a thread about the metal sprocket covers here, but I can't find one.
Samurider says theirs (the factory looking model, not the racey Moriwaki version) fits the 2013, but that "the bottom mounting hole does not line up"...??? How does it fit then? Anyone have any info or experience on these? I really like the look over the stock black plastic piece, but I'm in no hurry to buy something that doesn't work.
Thanks -

Buddy Holley's Ariel to be auctioned. Some interesting history in this short article about Waylon Jennings and how he later came into possession of this rare bike.

http://www.cycleworld.com/2014/08/22/bud...ion-block/

Some time in the late 18th or early 19th century, Charles Caleb Colton wrote "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery". So, in homage to EmptySea's [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3726]excellent work, I was going to produce a post describing the lead up to what would become the minutes of a meeting of the New South Wales/Queensland Chapter of the Australian Division of the CB1100 Forum. But it would be just that: imitation. It's true there was a meeting. But there was no agenda. Nor were there structured proceedings or even minutes. Indeed, there is considerable evidence that much has already been forgotten.

Readers will recall that the Pterodactyl hit the road on his way northward to visit his son and, subsequently, to meet me in downtown Kyogle. His excellent report may be found [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3700]here.

On the morning of the [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3700&pid=55774#pid55774]second part of his report, I set out from my home in Pomona, Queensland bound for Kyogle to meet the Pterodactyl. The map of the route is [url=http://goo.gl/maps/LP3sl]here. It took me inland, away from the highway, and through some lovely roads. The Eumundi Range Road, a few minute south of my home is a great warm up for the magnificent climb from Nambour to the top of the Blackall Ranges. At the back of Maleny, I stopped at the Mary Cairncross Scenic Reserve to deal with an ageing man issue and met my very first Valkyrie in the wild. Note the admiring glances being cast at the CB. Turned out he was a returning rider who had just got back into riding on a BMW. "Best thing I ever did," he told me.


It was a cool day, so I took no more photos for a bit as I simply haven't figured out how to turn the camera on while wearing thick gloves.

I've told before of the Maleny-Stanley River Road. It remains one of my favourite local roads with magnificent twisties on the final descent onto the Kilcoy-Beerwah Road. As usual it was good and, because it was a Sunday, there were lots of other bikes enjoying it—most going the other way.

Shortly after Kilcoy, I turned left so as to ride along the Esk-Kilcoy Road. The final section beside Lake Somerset is also biker paradise—pretty, relatively quiet and twisty. As I flashed past the lookout for the dam I saw a very rare sight: a white CB1100 in the wild. Indeed, it remains the first unidentified one I've seen. I'm still kicking myself for not going back and saying g'day, but there was no easy place to turn and I was more focussed on whether I'd make the next petrol station.

Dude, if you're a forum member or lurker, identify yourself. It would be great to add you to the chapter.

From the southern end of Lake Somerset, the Wivenhoe-Somerset Road is fast and quiet and I made very good time to the petrol station where the gauge was showing 229.9 kms (I start getting a bit nervous at 200 kms). In fact the tank took 12.24 litres which meant I had another 2.36 litres remaining. After petrol and a quick lunch, I headed through easy but not very interesting roads to Boonah.

In this picture you can see the Border Ranges which I was going to cross to meet Pterodactyl.


Here they are again. You can see how horribly dry the country is.


On approach to Boonah.


The [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=2378]first meetup of Queensland members of this forum passed through Boonah. Enzo and I partook of coffee before he introduced me to the very pretty Boonah-Rathdowney Road. This time I kept going through Boonah and took a cup of tea at [url=http://www.rathlogangrove.com.au/index.html]Rathlogan Grove, an olive farm with a café set in lovely surrounds. In my opinion, the view was augmented by a certain black motorcycle.


After my cup of tea, I headed through Rathdowney and onto the Lions Road—see my earlier report on that road [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3443]here.

Leaving Rathdowney on the approach to the Lions Road


Stray cows were to be a recurring theme on this ride




The northern end of the Lions Road


One of a series of about three dips that, if taken quickly enough, feels a lot like a roller coaster


There's more, but I've reached my limit of 10 pictures.
Continuing ...

This is the Queensland New South Wales border on the Lions Road looking south. The transition from one state to another is amazing. Queensland has been cleared for farmland and, as you have seen from earlier pictures, is open and—for the moment at least—terribly dry; NSW, on the other, remains bush and is anything but open. Both are lovely.

The device you can see above the guidepost to the right of the bike is what looks a lot like a standing speed camera but is actually one of two similar cameras allegedy to monitor stock movement across the border. In theory cattle shouldn't cross as there is a grate in the road.


There is also a collection box in the middle of the road to help to raise money for the maintenance of the road.

It's very different scenery in NSW




Pterodactyl refers to a sign like this in [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3758&pid=55325#pid55325]this post of his splendid rant on the essence of motorcycling. It makes a lot of sense on this road where there is often no centreline, the corners are blind, the surface is erratic to bad and the quality of the camber varies.



This is Australia's north-south railway







One of the narrow bridges


Approaching Kyogle where there's been fire since I was last there in July


The top nut on my steering worked loose recently and I thought I'd tightened it; but I noticed on the Lions Road that it had worked it's way loose again and I rode through Kyogle looking for a hardware store where I could acquire a 30 mm spanner to tighten it. It was Sunday afternoon and, Kyogle being a small country town, everything was shut. I reached the far end of town and headed back to get petrol before heading to the hotel to meet Pterodactyl. As I rode past the hotel there he was riding into town from Nimbin. Exquisite timing.

Within 30 minutes or so, I had fuel and we were installed in the bar of the Commercial Hotel, bikes under cover, beer in hand, talking about the CB1100, motorcycles in general, the vagaries of the CB1100 Forum and all sorts of other things. A few more beers, a pizza and a bottle of red later, I slid peacefully into a dreamless sleep.

Riding the CB on the way in to the office this morning, I rolled up to a road crew on a side street I often take on the bike. Flagmen were stopping traffic as they worked at sawing the concrete in the opposite lane. I got my turn to go, and realized too late that the water they use with the saw was running off over my side of the road - mixed with the powder from the sawing, a literal river of liquid concrete. I didn't think too much about it until I got to work, and noticed what looked like white paint all over my front tire. That, unfortunately, was just the tip of the iceberg; everything in line with the tire, from the front fender to the underside of the triple tree, to the rear wheel, and everything front-or-down facing in between was covered.
This was after I'd already cleaned the headers and the front of the engine from the oil filter up:

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What a mess. I feel like my bike just lost its "new" virginity.

Now this is a bike!

http://lanesplitter.jalopnik.com/a-315-h...1624717908

Kudos to the builder both for building it, and having the balls to ride the wheels off of it.