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Friday, June 10, 2011

10,000 ! Wow.......

Today, at about noon, Southern Comfort was viewed for the 10,000th time, which is pretty freaking amazing. The product opinions and how-to articles seem to have suddenly got the blog "noticed", and lots of folks are checking out articles on the work I've been doing on the Joker bike. Many others are interested in the posts about the Kendon Standup Trailer and Pitbull Lift. And yeah, biker rally atricles are popular too, but I suspect it's the pictures, instead of my writing, that are the main attraction! Sex sells!

As I always say, it comes as a complete surprise that anyone would even find the blog on the internet, much less read the damn thing, but I'm truly flattered. I've always enjoyed writing, and I guess I finally found something to write about that folks find interesting.

So that's it. Just memorializing a little milestone for Southern Comfort, and wondering where it will be in another year. With the next Southern Comfort ride scheduled for July 1, just a few weeks away,new material is on the way, not to mention some fun for me.

Cowboy

Monday, June 6, 2011

Ouch. Goddammit that hurt! You didn't see me? WTF?

And so on. So maybe.....just maybe.....the only thing that got hurt was my Harley, but dammit, that really DOES hurt.


When I'm around a bike.....in traffic, on the interstate, or wherever...I'm always on high alert, and it actually makes me uncomfortable to follow a bike, especially in the city. I have visions of the rider going down, and I give myself PLENTY of room to stop or get around. I never take my eyes off them, just in case.

Now I'm a rider myself, and I've been knocked down a time or two, so maybe that's part of the reason for being so careful, but damn, I also think it's just common sense.

And that, y'all, is why I'm so fucking mad. Some kid in a minivan, packed full of his friends, ran into the ass end of my Softail Custom at an intersection last Saturday.

While sitting at the light, I glanced in my mirror and saw him coming, but I had no where to go. Pulling out would have been suicide, so I held the brake and braced myself. He hit me hard enough to lift me up a little and push me sideways, getting the tire and wheel first before getting the tag bracket and my left turn signal. I stayed up.


I happily greeted the driver by explaining that 1) he was one stupid motherfucker, and 2) he oughta watch where the fuck he was going....that I thought he was going to run right over me. The asshole said he thought I'd pulled out into traffic, so he wasn't looking ahead, but instead was looking to his left for a traffic opening so he could go too. Trouble is, folks, I hadn't gone anywhere. Bam!

When I said I was calling the cops, 3 or 4 of his friends vanished into thin air, leaving just two of his buddies, one of whom had the balls to offer me $50 bucks to forget it. I sorta told him there wasn't a $50 dollar part on the whole fucking motorcycle! He then raised the offer to $100 as I was dialing 911. For once I was glad to see a cop. Two actually, who were totally cool and a lot of help.

Later that evening, my buds were quick to ask if I'd been locked up. I was puzzled, explaining that the accident wasn't MY damned fault. They said peeps figured I'd knocked the shit out of the driver....LOL. (In the good old days, that was def the way things woulda gone...I'd have gone off the deep end for sure. Maturity, however, has taught me that three football-player-sized kids might just have got the best of me! I'll let the Green Lizard kick ass!!!)




The Softail damage looked cosmetically light, but who knows about the tire, wheel, or whatever else absorbed the direct impact on the tire. Rear axle? On that Mazda minivan, there was a surprising amount of damage, but some was from a previous accident. Still I gotta give the Harley credit: Mazda 0 / Harley 1.

I'll also give early props to GEICO who has been nothing short of awesome about the accident. Even though the policy is only a month of so old, they've helped me every step of the way. Not the kind of treatment I'm used to getting from an insurance company, so that's been a welcome relief.

So now it's in the hands of the aforementioned Green Lizard and the local Harley dealer, Patriot. It goes in for an estimate tomorrow, and I'm crossing my fingers I get 'er back in time for Southern Comfort II...I'm supposed to roll out the morning of July 1. Gonna be cutting it close......



Cowboy
Monday, June 6, 2011

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Nightster, Part III - Speedometer Relocation, Joker Machine Components

Joker modification, Part III



(! Disclaimer ! I've started and stopped this post so many times, it may read like a 6-year old wrote it, with apologies to 6-year-olds everywhere. I'll fix it when I get time, so no Howlers please!

(Disclaimer #2 - 3/26/2012 - After losing all the blog pictures, I'm reconstructing this post, and all posts, again so if something seems out of sequence, it probably got juggled around. Sorry. Send me a note if something's missing or doesn't make sense.)

My next move on the Joker bike was to relocate the speedometer. So far, things have been relatively easy, but this modification involved a little more serious wiring, including cutting the wiring harness to the existing LED display lights and splicing the Joker Machine LED leads into it. It had to be right, and it had to be done neatly since all this is out there where everyone gets to see your work. It ain't like you can wrap a roll of black tape around it and walk away.

For the record, Joker says the necessary electrical work is straightforward. Maybe so, but if wiring isn't your area of expertise, it does require a little patience. I had to take my time.


I chose the Joker Machine hardware for relocation, mostly because the quality is outstanding, and I stick with stuff that's made well. This was no place to get thrifty. I was moving a critical component, also replacing the stock risers and clamp with custom hardware.

Joker speedo bracket comes in two colors; I chose black. Wiring, etc is all included, along with a black wire loom.

2" Joker risers; same as stock height.

From Joker, all this will set ya back about $370, or $225 for the mount and $145 for the risers. Get 'em from Phat Performance Parts for about 10% off plus free shipping. They ain't cheap, but they're nice, and if you happen to be a machinist, you'll appreciate the craftsmanship. Both are 6061-T6 Aluminum, black anodized.

I also didn't care much for the other choices to move the speedo. One available kit involved moving it between the cylinders on the left side of the engine, but I'd just moved the coil there, and that seemed like an awkward fucking place for a speedo. Another idea was using some combination of AutoZone parts, mounting it on the fork tube, which might have been OK, but the Joker kit was just a sweeter way to do the job.

Let's do it!

Get the bike in the air so you can remove the front wheel. The bike gets a little tail heavy when the front wheel comes off, so I tied my bike down to my Pitbull Lift with two straps at the lower bend of the frame downtubes, just to be on the safe side.

As mentioned in Nightster, Part II, the Pitbull Lift Turntable Attachment doesn't work well with a Sportster, or at least not this one. Wobbly as hell. I took the attachment off, and then the lift worked just fine with the Nightster. So Softail=Yes & Nightster=No on that Pitbull Turntable....Just sayin'.

The Joker speedometer mount slips over the left fork tube, between the upper and lower triple tree, so the tube needs to drop down a little below the top triple tree. (They're ain't no way out, so you gotta do it. I puckered just a little when I read that little tidbit, but it was really no big deal.) 

Wheel removal and tube drop in this order:
  1. Remove brake caliper by removing 2 mounting bolts. Pull it over to the RH side of the bike and let it rest between the front exhaust pipe and the cylinder.
  2. Remove axle nut
  3. Remove pinch bolt on right side of axle, remembering that the socket head was in front with no washer.
  4. Pull out the axle, paying attention to where the wheel spacers are. The thicker one on mine was on the left side.
  5. I had to let the air out so the tire would squeeze between the fender mount bolts
  6. Then the fender came off, tucked safely out of the way in case I started throwing stuff. Didn't want to scratch up that new pin-striping with a flying wrench.
  7. Loosen the two left side clamp bolts on the triple trees and the left fork tube easily slides down
This allowed me to slide the mount over the fork tube. I then moved the tube back up into position and torqued the clamping bolts, but I left the fender and wheel off for now, out of my way. On the tree clamp bolts, and all bolts, I used Blue Loctite.


Tie it down!

Disconnect your battery before messing with the wiring.

Next step is to remove the speedometer. Take the two allen screws out of the backing plate, unplug the harness, unscrew the odometer reset button from the backing plate (just squeeze and twist), and pull the rubber retainer seal from around the base of the gauge. The speedo then comes right out. Click this for a YouTube video that shows the steps. The video suggests a different way of dealing with the LEDs, so if you're using the Joker mount, ignore that part, but it was helpful to me for getting my speedo apart. Beats the fuck out of saying "remove speedo" and having some poor bastard like me fumble through, breaking stuff.

Leave the speedo mount/top cap on for now.


You need to get some slack in the speedo wiring so it can reach the new location. There's plenty wire, so no need to do any extension or splicing for this harness. To get some slack, take the two bolts out of the headlight mount and swing the headlight out of the way for access. Then carefully slit the rubber shroud* holding the wiring harnesses together. (*See the pic immediately below..I'm pointing to the shroud.) I made a cut about 4" long to get room to pull the wiring down and to the side so I could reattach it. The second pic, just below, shows the cut I made.

NOTE: In this step, I'm referring only to the wiring that we just disconnected from the speedometer, and not the bundle connected to the LEDs in the top clamp.

Pull the speedo wiring down and over to the new location, making sure there's enough slack to move the fork side to side without pulling on the harness. Leave the LED wiring alone for now.



Next assemble the speedometer into the Joker mount. Snug the clamp into position, rotate the gauge so it's oriented to your liking, and then mark the location with a pencil. Why the mark? I found assembly in the normal position to be a first-class pain in the ass, so after marking the location (and before throwing tools across the garage!), I turned it all upside down to put the thing back together. I lined up my marks, installed that rubber retainer, the wiring connections, the reset button, and finally the two small screws...WITH BLUE LOCTITE! Then loosen, rotate it back down, and snug it up again.



And I'll mention that once the rubber retainer is installed, you ain't gonna rotate the speedo in the mount, so get it in the correct position before installing the rubber retainer/seal.

Now I loosened the riser mounting bolts and then the 4 screws holding the top cap in place. Then.....deep breath now....I took a pair of wire cutters and cut the LED wiring bundle about 2" from the base of the top clamp, leaving a little something there in case I need to reinstall someday. Then the old risers came off and all the spare parts went into the parts bin. Open up another beer and take a break. (You are drinking beer, right?)


Burp!

OK, let's finish up this project. Next I installed the new risers, which is simple enough. I'll mention that I should have touched up the shiny bands on the bars with some flat black paint before mounting. The risers don't cover them up. Ask me how I know.

Don't fully tighten the riser mounting bolts until after you clamp the handlebars in place. Clamping the bars helps line the risers up, so tighten the top clamps first, and then finish tightening  the riser bolts.




 Risers on and bars remounted...Now the fun part.

Now, ever so carefully, I began splicing the leads from the Joker mount LEDs into the harness. The leads are staggered in length so you don't wind up with a nasty lump of splices all in one spot. I first pulled the longest lead through, grabbed the corresponding color from the harness, snipped it, stripped it, and crimped it onto the LED lead. Use the mount instruction sheet to match up the right colors. Then I grabbed the next longest, and did the deal again. 

Repeat until you splice 'em all and wrap up the wiring bundle with corrugated wire loom and secure it with black wire ties for a neat looking job. I combined the LED leads with the speedo wiring in one loom. Even mine looked OK!






Fini

That's about it. Reinstall the headlight, fender, front wheel, and caliper, all using Blue Loctite. Hook the battery back up and turn on the ignition. Now you can test all the LEDs and speedometer indicators. 

Untie the straps and set 'er down. Right about here, I was asking myself how I EVER got by all those years without a good motorcycle lift. Actually, I didn't even have a cheap one, unless you count the milk crates.

Now crank it up and ride to check speedometer operation, and of course take note of the cool new location, not to mention the clean, flat-tracker look of that front fork. I was VERY happy with mine, and the location still makes the speedo easy to read, plus the LEDs are easy to see. Another job well done!

Yeah, those bright-fucking-orange turn signals gotta go. I put smoked lenses on, which look much better, but I might just take 'em off completely.




Nice and clean...gives it a racing-bike look, with no clutter above the handlebars.


OK, stay tuned for the next installment. Air cleaner and whatever else I can find, but there's actually not much more I wanna do right now, figuring I'll get some riding out of the Joker before tearing it apart again.

Cowboy




Monday, May 23, 2011

Happy Birthday, Southern Comfort



Southern Comfort First Anniversary Edition


May 24, 2010 - May 24, 2011

Yep, amazingly enough, it’s been a full year since the first Southern Comfort post was published, and I figured the milestone shouldn’t slip by unannounced. I’ll mention again that SC began as a chance suggestion by a friend of mine, Pete, when he heard I was going on that long ride in July 2010. At the time, I had no real idea what a blog about the ride might include, or if anyone would even find it interesting. But Pete’s a pretty savvy guy (not to mention a world-class photographer) and I decided to take his suggestion to "blog" about the trip.

Southern Comfort became the name, not after the booze, but actually from what I was looking for. I was kicking around ideas for a title, Southern Comfort came to me, and I stuck with it. At the time, I was up to my fucking ears in the corporate/legal DC rat race and in desperate need of mental R&R.
So that’s how the blog started, first writing about my trip preparations, buying and installing bike equipment. Then came the daily entries about the ride...places I stopped...people I met. There was even one environmental rant after my trip to Grand Isle, LA, right after the oil spill disaster. 


When I got back from the ride, I thought about letting SC collect dust, but decided to keep it going after I figured out people were actually reading it. I added a couple write-ups about equipment that worked, or didn’t, and then moved onto posts about other biker events and weekend rides. Or whatever..... Even Fred's birthday party got a post! I figured it folks were actually reading the page, maybe even enjoying it a little, I'd keep going. I'm an amateur writer anyway, so it was fun for me.....


Yup....a little ink. A reminder of the best vacations I ever took....Once in a lifetime experience.


I’ve also written about my 2008 Softail Custom (best damn motorcycle Harley ever built...Period), and now I'm writing installments about my latest bike, the Joker, a 2008 Nightster, that I'm mildly customizing. 


Over time, Southern Comfort evolved into a journal, with work stuff left conveniently out, though I'll say now that it’s great to have a job in tough times, and greater still to have one that pays enough to support my bike habit and to finance an occasional extended adventure. Thomson Reuters has been good to me. And for sure, it’s great to have a boss that understands my need to go get lost on a twisty back road in Somewhere, USA. Thanks Joe!
To my surprise (and I'm proud of it) SC got marginally popular, and links to this blog can now be found on some motorcycle parts manufacturer’s websites! Lots of peeps also find it via Google searches, or from HD Forum.
The all-time favorite subjects people read about are East Coast Sturgis, my Kendon Trailer, the Pitbull Lift, and a few of the trip/rally articles. And it seems that anything that involves a topless girl or kinky sex gets more hits, but I just can’t figure out why......
Here’s some other stats on a year’s worth of Southern Comfort:
  • Over 9,150 visits....
  • 7,260 of those were from the US, but there were also
  • 334 from Canada,
  • 157 from Germany,
  • 136 from England,
  • 127 from the Netherlands,
  • and still more from India, Russia, Thailand, Slovenia and France, in order of number of visits. I’m not upset that France was in last place.
And last, but certainly not least, over the year, Southern Comfort has earned me a whopping $6.30 from people clicking on the ads Google puts on the page. Retirement can’t be far away, so keep those clicks coming in.......
Beyond the stats, I gotta thank all the guys and girls I ride with for making guest appearances and for the zany stuff y’all do that makes the events fun, creates the memories, and adds a little zing to the articles. There’s Linda, Charlie, Damien, Natalie, John, Bev, Cathy,  Swede, Oilcap, Debi, Ricky, Deb, Kirsten, Marianne, Kenny, Becca, Mark, Becky, Becky, Becky (lots of Becky's huh!?), Angel, Jim, Beth, Helene, Denise, Jack, Billy, Debby, Harley, and yeah...that F’n Fred.


A quiz! How many girls are flashing their boobs in this photo?


And yeah, the whole fucking city of New Orleans, the fine ladies of Rochester NY, Hooters Girls everywhere, and all my good friends at Patriot Harley Davidson in Fairfax, Virginia. Especially Marika, Irish Mike, Tim, Keith, Danny Boy, Mike, George, Vicki, Ruby, Mark, Geoff, Jeff, and Jeff (Sherpa)....and yeah, Alison, (now there’s a cutie....!!!!) I’d buy another bike just to talk to her....... LOL. And if I forgot ya, sorry ‘bout that.......I got lots of great friends all over the US and the UK.


Linda and Cowboy, partying on Bourbon Street!

 My girl, Becky, who just wouldn't come home with me.....But I haven't given up!

(don't peek)

Speaks for itself....

Charlie and Linda (might have) visited here...Just sayin'.

It’s been fun, really, and I’ve enjoyed the writing and all the fun comments and “Attaboys” from readers and even parts manufacturers/distributors. I certainly didn’t expect that. I even got an inquiry or two about magazines picking up the blog, or just an article here and there, but nothing’s ever come of it. Still, it was cool to be considered. Hell, come to think of it, I really didn’t expect more than a couple peeps to even look at the damn thing, and I sure didn’t expect to still be adding to it a year later.
So Happy Birthday Southern Comfort! Best wishes for another year of fun and good times with great friends...including those I haven't met yet! Can't wait, and July is coming...... Southern Comfort, Part II.






Cowboy
5/24/2011



Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sunday Ride, May 22, Destination TBD

Walked out the door this morning, knowing I was going for a ride, but not exactly sure where, or even which bike to ride. I pulled the Softail out of the garage, figuring I'd had too much fun on the Joker bike yesterday. Maybe a day on something a little more civilized was in order.....

After Jay tipped me that they called for showers in the afternoon, I stopped back by the condo, grabbing a rain jacket to stuff it into the travel bag. I left my leather jacket home, glad I could finally ride in a t-shirt. Mistake!

I had thoughts of heading for Annapolis, but Debby reminded me of another event, so my first stop became the Woodstock Inn in Howard County, Maryland, where a bike show was underway. That's about 60 miles north of Alexandria, VA. At Woodstock, I saw a fair number of nice bikes and some partying people, but cut the stay kinda short. When my eyes weren't on other things, I began noticing that the sunshine had been completely replaced with dark clouds. Time to go!

Woodstock Inn


He got ridden in too....

Lots and lots of miles on this pair of Lucchese boots. This ride finally wore 'em through.

Train (no kidding, right?) at Woodstock Crossing

Rolling south again, I stopped in Ellicott City, MD, putting on a long-sleeved t-shirt that I keep stashed in my bag. I was kicking myself for leaving the jacket home. It had dropped at least 10 degrees, and rain wasn't far away. But you gotta keep going, right? Running the 60 miles back, down US 29, I hit some pockets of rain, with the worst of it just a few miles from home.

And of course, right after getting home, the rain stopped and the sun came out.

Back out after a change of clothes. Too nice a day to stay indoors....Riding season!

I decided to stick close to home, and was pleasantly reminded that, as much as I bitch about it, there's quite a lot to see in my own neighborhood: Mount Vernon (George Washington's home), Old Town Alexandria, and the scenic George Washington Parkway connecting the two. Here's a few shots along the way....Just a pleasant afternoon of riding, with no plans, and no time to be anywhere. My kinda day.

Mount Vernon

GW Parkway

GW Parkway

GW Parkway

GW Parkway

GW Parkway

Fort Washington, GW Parkway

Old Town, Alexandria

 Cowboy