New camera means...

[Guth_imp]

Very nice pdedse. Smartphones are great and certainly convenient, but I've always liked having dedicated camera at my disposal. This is an experience that fewer and fewer people will come to know going forward. As for me, well I'm still shooting film (in addition to digital), lol.

[pdedse]

Very nice pdedse. Smartphones are great and certainly convenient, but I've always liked having dedicated camera at my disposal. This is an experience that fewer and fewer people will come to know going forward. As for me, well I'm still shooting film (in addition to digital), lol.

Film! That's awesome... while thinking about what camera I was driving around and since photos were on my mind, I couldn't help but notice a number of camera shops that I used to frequent were, of course, no longer there. Made me wonder what people do to develop film. I'm sure there are still places.

I have mostly 16-25 year old students in my classes where I teach, and every year it's noticeable the disappearance of shared knowledge. A student asked why we say "hang up the phone"...why "hang up"? Why not just "turn off" or "power down"? A couple of students were able to explain.

On the other hand, I hear them talking about turntables and records / albums, and how the quality of sound is sooooo much better than digitally produced music. One student had to explain to another the concept of placing a record on the turntable, selecting the right speed, taking the needle and setting it on the record, etc. It was funny to listen to.

Maybe some 60 years from now, my as yet un-born 50 year old grandaughter will open long passed away grandad's shed. She'll stare at all the junk for a minute or two, then she'll begin to pick up this and that and wonder what the objects were used for. Eventually she'll make her way to the back of the shed and notice some rust-pitted handlebars poking out from under an old dusty, paint-stained canvas tarp. She'll slowly pull off the tarp and discover a lonely--apparently at one-time red--motorcycle that has "HONDA" on the tank. A faint memory of her mom telling a "grandpa rode motorcycles" story will come to her mind. She'll find a rag and wipe off the aged, torn seat, and she'll swing a leg over the bike. Then she'll reach for the handlebars and place her hands where gramps' once had been. She'll find the footpegs and feel the pedals and wonder what they used to control. Using a bit of force, her left hand will pull in the squeaky clutch. She pushes the faded red switch on the right bar first one way, then back. Some black, rubberized bits will fall from the end of the brake lever. She'll try to adjust one of the mirrors, but it won't budge, so she'll lean over a bit and think she's still looking good for a 50 year old.

Back inside the house she’ll find an old photo album her mom and she put together long ago on a rainy day shortly after gramps had died. After flipping through several pages, she’ll find what she was looking for--and there it is… a faded photo of gramps standing by a bright, shiny-red motorcycle, with some pretty mountains in the background. She looks carefully and confirms it is the same one in the shed. She’ll smile as she notices gramps' eyes. Just like hers! She sees the once near pristine bike. She wonders where it took grandpa. She notices his smile. She stares hard again at the bike. She looks out the window and sees she left the doors of the shed open. A crazy thought crosses her mind…

Wonder what it would take to get that running?

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[GoldOxide_imp]

Very nice pdedse. Smartphones are great and certainly convenient, but I've always liked having dedicated camera at my disposal. This is an experience that fewer and fewer people will come to know going forward. As for me, well I'm still shooting film (in addition to digital), lol.

Film! That's awesome... while thinking about what camera I was driving around and since photos were on my mind, I couldn't help but notice a number of camera shops that I used to frequent were, of course, no longer there. Made me wonder what people do to develop film. I'm sure there are still places.

I have mostly 16-25 year old students in my classes where I teach, and every year it's noticeable the disappearance of shared knowledge. A student asked why we say "hang up the phone"...why "hang up"? Why not just "turn off" or "power down"? A couple of students were able to explain.

On the other hand, I hear them talking about turntables and records / albums, and how the quality of sound is sooooo much better than digitally produced music. One student had to explain to another the concept of placing a record on the turntable, selecting the right speed, taking the needle and setting it on the record, etc. It was funny to listen to.

Maybe some 60 years from now, my as yet un-born 50 year old grandaughter will open long passed away grandad's shed. She'll stare at all the junk for a minute or two, then she'll begin to pick up this and that and wonder what the objects were used for. Eventually she'll make her way to the back of the shed and notice some rust-pitted handlebars poking out from under an old dusty, paint-stained canvas tarp. She'll slowly pull off the tarp and discover a lonely--apparently at one-time red--motorcycle that has "HONDA" on the tank. A faint memory of her mom telling a "grandpa rode motorcycles" story will come to her mind. She'll find a rag and wipe off the aged, torn seat, and she'll swing a leg over the bike. Then she'll reach for the handlebars and place her hands where gramps' once had been. She'll find the footpegs and feel the pedals and wonder what they used to control. Using a bit of force, her left hand will pull in the squeaky clutch. She pushes the faded red switch on the right bar first one way, then back. Some black, rubberized bits will fall from the end of the brake lever. She'll try to adjust one of the mirrors, but it won't budge, so she'll lean over a bit and think she's still looking good for a 50 year old.

Back inside the house she’ll find an old photo album her mom and she put together long ago on a rainy day shortly after gramps had died. After flipping through several pages, she’ll find what she was looking for--and there it is… a faded photo of gramps standing by a bright, shiny-red motorcycle, with some pretty mountains in the background. She looks carefully and confirms it is the same one in the shed. She’ll smile as she notices gramps' eyes. Just like hers! She sees the once near pristine bike. She wonders where it took grandpa. She notices his smile. She stares hard again at the bike. She looks out the window and sees she left the doors of the shed open. A crazy thought crosses her mind…

Wonder what it would take to get that running?

...

Film! That's awesome... while thinking about what camera I was driving around and since photos were on my mind, I couldn't help but notice a number of camera shops that I used to frequent were, of course, no longer there. Made me wonder what people do to develop film. I'm sure there are still places.

I have mostly 16-25 year old students in my classes where I teach, and every year it's noticeable the disappearance of shared knowledge. A student asked why we say "hang up the phone"...why "hang up"? Why not just "turn off" or "power down"? A couple of students were able to explain.

On the other hand, I hear them talking about turntables and records / albums, and how the quality of sound is sooooo much better than digitally produced music. One student had to explain to another the concept of placing a record on the turntable, selecting the right speed, taking the needle and setting it on the record, etc. It was funny to listen to.

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" ... Hey! Dinner is on the table! What are you doing?"

"I'm on the blower with pdedse. I will be a couple more minutes dear! ... "

[Blockhead_imp]

Great stuff pdedse, beautiful thoughts, but only one problem...in 60 years your precious granddaughter will probably not even know what gasoline is by then. She’ll probably wonder what the ‘big faded red metal thing’ is for that sits in front of the seat! I hope I’m wrong.

[GoldOxide_imp]

Great stuff pdedse, beautiful thoughts, but only one problem...in 60 years your precious granddaughter will probably not even know what gasoline is by then. She’ll probably wonder what the ‘big faded red metal thing’ is for that sits in front of the seat! I hope I’m wrong.

Yeah.

When "the lights go out", something has to "burn" to generate instant heat in winter cold regions.

The CB lump can be a decent source of heat.

[Cormanus]

That was a lovely tale, pdedse. Thanks for sharing it.

[Vic_imp]

...more photos!

Just yesterday I received a new [url=https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0735LP2G1/ref=sspa_dk_detail_1?psc=1&pd_rd_i=B0735LP2G1&pd_rd_w=41b2F&pf_rd_p=811154a9-44b1-49f2-9177-84495098de64&pd_rd_wg=w5Gxl&pf_rd_r=1N9FAQFW5ZZ81G807VY0&pd_rd_r=c25dd6bc-96a2-4e15-b540-9ee1cbff9950&spLa=ZW5jcnlwdGVkUXVhbGlmaWVyPUFQVzlUV0c2WFE2WVkmZW5jcnlwdGVkSWQ9QTAyOTgxODZ​ZMUMyRVRUQ0EzOEUmZW5jcnlwdGVkQWRJZD1BMDI0NjgyNjNTMFZMOUVNWTQ4MjImd2lkZ2V0TmFtZT1​zcF9kZXRhaWxfdGhlbWF0aWMmYWN0aW9uPWNsaWNrUmVkaXJlY3QmZG9Ob3RMb2dDbGljaz10cnVl]Canon Powershot sx740 camera. It's a point and shoot, but with a nice 40x optical zoom. My I-phone 6 takes decent enough photos, but I found myself wanting something a bit more to capture shots of my CB1100. I'm about 50% sure of a long trip this summer and I figured a new camera would nudge that certainty up to at least 60, maybe even 70%.

Which means I had to test it out on my CB1100. Which means I had to give it a chain cleaning and then wash n wax from head to toe so that it would presentable.

With my I-phone, Mt. Hood just tended to appear as a tiny white mound in the distance with this same distance / angle, but this is much better:


A bit closer:

Let's see what the zoom can do:

Very acceptable for me:


All taken from the same spot, across the road from where my bike was parked.

I wash my bike good 2x per year, sometimes skipping the spring cleaning. When I do go at it, I tend to go overboard and clean in / around / up n down, sideways...probably takes 4-5 hours after degreasing, cleaning chain, prewash, wipe down, re-wash with soap and warm water, spong-bath like, blow dry then shammie dry, then remove mini scratches and swirls, then wax. It's all just vanity, but I do enjoy it--never feels like a chore. It was pretty filthy from a number of Nov / Dec rain rides, but I don't mind the time with the bike. Gives me a chance to re-acquaint myself with its inner beauty and the chance to look things over good.



The camera's macro can get about 1 cm away. I think I may have missed a spot on that chain.

Start the washing all over!

The pipes were gross...carcasses from last June mixed with those from fall...ugh. Some very fine steel wool and wd-40 made quick work of the goo. Feels like a new bike...keeps me from looking : )


The wax smells like cherry...so yummy and fitting:


My pick-up is such a show-off


The closeups with blurred background...couldn't get that with my I-phone


Fun little camera. Size of the phone, but twice as thick. Buttons are a bit too small, but as I get familiar I hope to do some nice shots. I am no camera expert, but it's nice to have something a bit "more". I find myself pouring over maps of the northern states. Never been to North Dakota, Minnesota, Wisconsin. I'm hopeful.

pdedse, what a fun post with such nice photos. congrats on getting the new camera. looks like you're having some good fun with it.

[VLJ_imp]

This pic made me jealous. A couple of my silver fins had oil stains that I could never get out.

[GoldOxide_imp]

This pic made me jealous. A couple of my silver fins had oil stains that I could never get out.

(There's that image again ... )

Oh man - don't do that!

The lump has got to be the most redeeming feature of the CB1100. It is like "motorcycle porn".

Those headers look darn shiny too.