It’d been a long, hot night in lodge.  Putting on a tuxedo isn’t exactly comfortable at the best of times, stewing in one for three hours was worse.  I’d finally sprung free from cleanup and was looking forward to a cool, dark ride home.


Even now it was still well above 20°C, but the warm night air over mesh pants and jacket was dramatically cooler than a room full of guys in suits.  The Tiger fired up at first touch, eager to make some wind.


Riding at night doesn’t happen very often, and when it does it tends to be the end of a long day where the goal is to get home, but the magic of night riding quickly reaches out and grabs me.  The smells are different and strong.  Reflective eyes follow me from every hedgerow and the stars are wheeling overhead.  Ground fog flashes past in low lying areas and my headlights tilt dramatically as I round corners on dark country lanes.


Suddenly, without warning something hits me in the visor – more precisely, I knock it out of the air with my face.  Whatever it was hits me hard enough to get off the throttle and coast while I assess the damage.  Insects attain Jurassic Park sizes in Canada in the summer, but this wasn’t that.  Whatever it was bounced off the visor and hit my right shoulder, where it scratched desperately at my mesh jacket before the wind blast threw it over my shoulder into the dark.


Tiredness and heat exhaustion had been washed away with a surge of adrenaline.  I had big eyes behind that scarred visor.  Was it a cicada?  A June bug?  Those things grow baseball sized up here.  That desperate scratching feeling over my shoulder was still freaking me out.


I got my head together and pushed on into the night.  With no moon the Milky Way arched overhead.  Closing in on the one horse town of Oustic I tried a night time 360° photo which came out blurry but cleaned up nicely in Photoshop (on the right).


I rolled into my driveway well past 11pm.  As I rolled the Tiger into the garage and took my jacket off I discovered that it was splattered with blood.  My best bet is that I knocked a bat out of the air with my face.  He was probably doing his thing picking those Jurassic Park sized bugs out of the sky when my head came flying through space and took him out.  If I’d have seen him coming I would have ducked, but black bats at night are hard to pick out.


Better a bat than the rodent of unusual size I saw on the road half an hour later.  I don’t know what that was either, but it gave me a long look with reflective yellow eyes before it ambled off into the undergrowth.


Riding at night is magical, but not without its dangers.

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I took a day off from the enormous deck I’ve been building to work on the Concours.  After the initial clean up I got the instrument cluster off in preparation for a new speedo cable.  This looks like a pretty easy job.  The cluster is only held on with two bolts and the speedo cable runs directly from it to the front tire.  You slot the ends of the cable in and do them up and you’re off to the races.  Replacement cables only run you about ten bucks.

’94 Concours clutch lever assembly.  Those little bolts that hold on the cover are 4mm and hard to source (not much in the way of metric bolts around here).  The clutch lever meets up with a pin and various odds and ends that connect it to the reservoir.

I’ve also removed the rather sad looking handlebar end weights and looked at the clutch lever.  The former owner said it was missing a grommet, but it looks like other odds and ends are missing as well from the lever assembly, which is remarkably fine boned.  I’ve looked up prices online, but there don’t seem to be any Canadian online parts sellers that work in this kind of OEM detail.

Considering the relatively low cost of the odds and ends I need (about $30), it seems silly to buy American and deal with customs hassles and shipping costs that almost equal the cost of the parts.  Even with dealer markup, my local Kawi dealer should be able to beat the shipping markup.

I finally got to the various fairing bits and panniers and they look to be in good shape after I got the cobwebs, mud and grime off them.

The current plan is to get the speedo operational, check other details and then put her back together again and take her in for a safety check.  If all goes well there I’ll begin the process of putting her back on the road.  With any luck I’ll get some miles on before the snow falls and then spend the winter stripping her down for a paint job.

The instrument cluster is a simple removal, two bolts underneath hold the unit to a subframe.  The whole thing is connected to the speedo cable out the bottom and a couple of wiring harnesses out the side.

Many bits and pieces make up a Kawasaki Concours.  The instrument bezel (middle) cleaned up nicely after a soak in some armourall.

I finally got the Connie up on the centre stand.  If there is a trick to that I’d love to hear it.  I ended up putting a wooden ramp out back and man-handling it up it in order to get the stand down.

It’s a very Kawasaki garage!

The Concours is home.  After a long bath (engine cleaner and a deep rinse) she fired right up.  I like this bike, even when it’s covered in cobwebs and has been sitting outside for a year unridden it’s still got fight in it.  The engine has gobs of torque and pulls hard.  The controls are stiff, but the gear changes are very smooth.  Shaft drive seems like magic.

It’s a two bike garage now…

The Connie cleans up nicely

 

I got a couple of nibbles on Kijiji from my ‘got an old bike in your shed you want to get rid of?” ad…

1979 Suzuki GS850, not running, asking $500

A review on this specific bike from the UK shows a lot of love for it.

Here is a history of the GS850 series of bikes from Suzuki.  It’s a touring bike and weighs in at around 600lbs.  With a shaft drive and that weight it isn’t exactly ideal as a cafe racer rebuild.  It is however air cooled and those pipes are lovely. Something other than a cafe racer could be

the goal.  This military style build is interesting.

As a bobber style bike with a saddle, the GS850 has some potential!

 

1986 Honda Shadow 1100cc, no info given, asking $500

 

If these get customized, it seems to be along chopper lines.  I think I’m holding out for something a bit less, um, big.

I’ve got to admit I’m a bit pissed off.  After trying to wrap my head around chains and sprockets online I decided to buy locally and have a chat with the parts desk at my regional dealer.  Since it was my first time doing a chain/sprocket replacement I figured I’d pay the extra cost and get some face to face advice.

Trying to get details out of the parts-desk guy was like pulling teeth.  He seemed frustrated with my questions and didn’t offer up much.  I guess the logic there was, ‘just bring it in to service.’  I left paying over $300 taxes in for what would have cost me $240 online, but was none the wiser.  I was at least assured that these were the specific parts I needed.

After a series of confusing and frustrating situations, here is the advice I wish the parts guy at the dealer had given me:

The Ninja 650r uses a 114 link chain, he gave me a 120 link chain but told me this was the stock chain especially for my bike.  He’s not wrong, but he didn’t tell me I’d have to ‘break’ the chain.  Here is how I wish it’d gone down:

You’re going to need one of these to break and master link up a motorcycle chain. It isn’t expensive (about sixty bucks)

Parts guy: “I’m ordering you the chain size for your bike, but it comes with six extra links.  When it comes in I’ll get one of the guys to break the chain so it fits your bike specifically.  If you want I’ll even ask him to do it when you come to pick it up so you can see how he does it.”

He could have sold me a $60 tool (probably for more) and I would have left knowing what I was getting into, instead all I got was the exasperated face.  

When I hung the chain on the bike it was way too long (it was a 120 link chain going on a 114 link bike, but I didn’t know that at the time).  I had to go digging to find out why the chain ‘specific to my bike’ obviously didn’t fit.

This experience asks a larger question about brick and mortar stores versus shopping online: why would I spend the gas and time driving there and then pay the extra 20% for the experience if I can pay less online?  If there is nothing value added in me bothering to buy at full retail locally, then why would I do it?

Second up, I wish he’d have offered me some pragmatic advice for doing my own chain work:

Parts guy: “Is this your first motorcycle chain?  It’s pretty easy to mess it up.  I’d suggest going for a basic O-ring chain for your first go.  If you botch the job you’re only out fifty bucks and you’ve learned something.”

I ended up buying the bells and whistles X-ring chain on his advice, and then breaking it a link too short (after looking up how to do that on that paragon of customer support, the internet).  It’s an expensive learning experience breaking a chain so that it doesn’t fit my bike.  At least it’s still over 110 links and a 520 sized chain, meaning it’ll work on a lot of other bikes.  Now I’ve not got to decide whether to seal it up and wait for an ideal use or try and resell it (at a loss).

One way or another, I don’t think I’ll be driving down to the local dealer again for parts, I get my questions answered with more patience on the internet, which beggars belief.

Note:  a couple of days later I went online and picked up a basic O-link chain from the same Japanese chain manufacturer from Canada’s Motorcycle (35% cheaper than the equivalent chain from the dealer).  In a matter of moments the chain was on its way (free delivery).  It got here in the same amount of time it took the dealer to order it in (but I didn’t have to drive down to the city twice).  I’m all for buying locally and helping out the area economy, but if local business don’t realize how they can add value to a local buying experience, they’re going to kill it stone dead.

Note²:  maybe it’s only a motorcycle dealership thing.  I went to RONA to make an order for deck parts and they couldn’t have been more fantastic, same with Universal Rentals in Fergus, equally awesome customer service.  Are motorbike shops just too cool to care?

Note³: See the followup post on how to break/shorten/master link a new bike chain for how-tos. 

At Kawasaki’s Demo-Day last weekend I threw a leg over as many different bikes as I could.  I’m looking for my second bike and I have an opportunity to make a much more educated decision this time, however my expectations didn’t always match my riding experience, although with my current crush they exceeded them:

Kawasaki Z1000

As pretty in person and a treat to ride.

I started on a bike I like so much I’ve got a poster of it up in the garage: the Kawasaki Z1000.  Riding a 1000cc bike spoiled me for the rest of the day.  You can be inattentive with gear changes and the big four just pulls away with turbine like insistence.  The wide bars made handling light and responsive and I didn’t find the gearing as twitchy as I’ve read it is.

 

The saddle most wanted.

It’s not often that someone you’re smitten with is as impressive in person, but the Z1000 rides as special as it looks.  It pulls hard, feels wonderfully poised and seems to enjoy moving as much as the rider, it has the same kind of cheerful internal combustion that my Ninja has.

Our 20-30 minute round trip down country roads and through villages put this naked beauty in its glory.  It’s a bike for riding not a bike for covering miles at speed, but if you’re looking for an interactive riding experience this is it.  As a solo riding machine that puts the focus on the experience, you can’t get much better.  It’s an emotional as well as a mechanically satisfying ride.  When I’ve been riding long enough that I can afford to insure one, it’ll be on my short list.

Kawasaki Versys

The big Versys with a wonderfully smooth four cylinder and a very neutral riding position.

I’ve been curious about the Versus for a while now, it’s Kawasaki’s all-rounder.  Before taking any out I was talking to the Kawi-rep and he said they get photos of people riding Versys to the ends of the earth, it’s a very capable all-round machine.

I’d initially only signed up for a 650cc test ride, but the rep was able to get me onto a VIP ride with the 1000cc, and I’m glad he did.  The big Versys is a tall bike with great wind protection, tall handlebars and comfortable seating position.  Like the Z1000, that big four is turbine smooth and pulls hard at any RPM.  It’s an easy bike to ride and doesn’t show its weight other than the somewhat awkward ride height.

My 32″ inseam just touched the ground but I couldn’t flatfoot.  On a bike this tall I’d expect more relaxed geometry in my legs when I’m on the pegs, but they were bent about as much as they are on my Ninja.  Short of getting on a cruiser I’m going to have to assume I’ll be folding myself onto most bikes.  If the foot pegs are high enough to allow the bike to lean into corners meaningfully then leg geometry is going to be bent.

The little Versys, a close cousin to my Ninja with the same engine and many shared parts.

Overall I found the big Versys a nice surprise.  It’s only 33 kilos heavier than the 650cc bike and has much more presence, comfort and wind protection.  This would be a bike that could cover long miles with ease, yet is higher off the ground and able to traverse even rough terrain.

I was talking to a rep from Rally Connex Adventure Tours about the Versys and he suggested it wouldn’t take much to create a Versys Scrambler.  His main concern was the soft underbelly full of exhaust pipes – with a modified exhaust that runs up the side high on the bike, the Versys might become a real RTW contender.

The little Versys was the one I was keen to try.  It has the same engine as my Ninja, which I think sounds great, is super efficient and offers great power to weight.  I expected a light, quick bike with a more neutral riding position suitable for longer rides.

I was surprised at how rough the little Versys was.  Perhaps I was spoiled by riding the bigger bike first, but on the ride home back on my own Ninja it had none of the buzziness of the 650cc Versys.  The seat was hard and high and the riding position is less leaned over than on the Ninja, but not by much.  When revved it I found a lot of vibration coming back through the handlebars and seat, to the point where I didn’t want to rev it and actually stalled it at a traffic light (my only stall of the day).  Perhaps it’s a new engine and it hasn’t been worked in yet, but the bike I was most curious about was the one I had the least interest in after the ride.  It was uncomfortable, felt under-powered and didn’t offer the more relaxed rider geometry that I was hoping for, a real disappointment.

Kawasaki Ninja 300

I would have signed up for a ride on the Ninja 1000 or the ZX-14r, the former because it has gotten good reviews as an athletic all-rounder, the later because it’s bonkers and I’ve got a crush on it, but instead I thought I’d try the Ninja 300 to see what such a wee bike is capable of.  It turns out, quite a lot!  Trying to keep up with everyone else on two to three (to five!) times the displacement was tricky until I figured the bike out.

The little Ninja is unbelievably light and feels weak until you get half way up the rev range, then that little motor comes to life.  Five minutes in I wasn’t letting it drop below seven thousand RPM, and I hit the rev limiter at a stratospheric 13,000 RPM a couple of times before I figured out how to keep it close by the sound of the engine (which is surprisingly smooth and eager).

The wee Ninja is a limited machine, no doubt, but when you wring its neck its also a very entertaining one.  It was nice to end my day of rides with such a pleasant surprise.

There was such a mix of bikes at this demo ride that I’m disappointed that I couldn’t try them all.  From the ZX-14r super-bike to something as relaxed as the Vulcan cruiser, I’m more curious than ever as to how all these bikes do the same job differently.  Even up the sports/adventure end of things where I did my riding, the differences in the bikes were astonishing.

 

 

As I mentioned before, if you have a chance to do a demo-day, I highly recommend it.  The experiences gained there make finding a bike that suits you a matter of fact and hands-on preference rather than faith and opinion.

I picked up my sprockets & chains today from Two Wheel Motorsport.  I then had a chat with Craig, who works there and was the head instructor on my motorcycle course at Conestoga College last year.  He mentioned the used bikes upstairs (TWM goes on and on, be sure to wander around if you go there).  I was interested in a Kawasaki Concours they had on sale because it’s a sensible touring bike.  Craig mentioned ‘upstairs’ when I was asking about used bikes.  I didn’t know they had an upstairs.  After getting my parts I went up and found a couple of dozen bikes and no one around.  Since I was looking for a sensible touring bike I immediately found this and took this:

I’m really bad at trying to be sensible.  I ended up buying my current Ninja because of the way it made me feel rather than the sensible KLR I was going to get.  When it comes to buying an appliance like a car I’ll be sensible, but a motorbike isn’t about being sensible and I don’t want to waste my riding time on bland compromise.

I met John the salesman and we finally found the Concours out back.  It’s not as big as some other touring bikes, but my knees are still pretty bent on it.  Short of getting some sky-scraper adventure bike I’m going to be bent legged on a motorbike, especially if it’s as road-centric as I want it to be.

I suspect the answer still lies in not trying to find a bike for all things, they don’t exist.  Instead, a couple of really focused bikes that do different things would do the trick.  Instead of trying to find an athletic road bike that two-ups my son easily, get a machine that caters to time with him and another for solo forays.

The other day a guy road by on a Triumph with a Rocket Sidecar.  I’ve still got a thing for sidecars.  Uralling or Royal Enfielding up would cover the vintage bike itch as well as the weird sidecar itch in addition to creating a very friendly shared riding experience with my son.  The other bike could be some kind of bat-shit crazy single seater that focuses entirely on me alone on the road (or track).  Or a café racer…

I’m glad that Concours made a big wet noise in my imagination when I saw it with its C.H.i.P.s style windshield and acres of plastic.  A sudden, irrational urge to own it didn’t follow.  What it did do is clear up an important point:  don’t compromise on what you want a bike to do for you, you’ll only end up disappointed.

John the salesman told me the story of a kid who missed the bike he fell in love with by twenty minutes and ended up with tears in his eyes over it.  If I’m going to move on to another bike, it’s got to be a tear jerker.  I didn’t get into motorcycling for sensible, I got into it for an emotional connection to my machine.  Fortunately, that bonkers bike choice isn’t crazy expensive.  An ’06 bike with only 2400kms on it costs less than $7000 from Two-Wheel.

For another $7k I could pick up an almost new Versys and go about getting it kitted out with a cool sidecar from Old Vintage Cranks.  It’d be one of a kind on its way to being a multipurpose outfit that I could customize indefinitely.  For $14k I’d be into one of the most powerful two wheelers ever made and a truly unique go-anywhere 3-wheeler.