Plugging On!

Hello again everybody!

More apologies for the lack of posts, I’ve been very busy dealing with the aftermath of the grain harvest…but there is now light at the end of the tunnel! You all know how much I hate riding in tunnels as well!!!

I haven’t had any time for any pleasure rides during the last couple of months and have had to be content with commuting on Harley when I could. There has been something bothering me though…

Just before I went to France in June as part of the service I changed Harley’s spark plugs, put in a par of Harley Davison (Made by Champion) Golds. She ran fine but, well, something wasn’t quite the same, there was a slight “crispness” missing. I’ve been trying to put my finger on it since I got back; checked everything and in the end decided to try changing the plugs back. Bingo! That was it, I really could not believe what a difference it made.

So off to The Green Spark Plug Company for a brand spank me new pair of NGK Iridiums to suit Harley. Within 48 hours the plugs had arrived and were fitted. Result, a crisper ignition, better fuel consumption and sharper on the go-grip when required, excellent! For the technically curious the plugs are NGK DCPR7EIX.  So what’s the difference? Well, the Iridium plug has a thinner centre electrode giving a stronger spark and better combustion, additionally, cos iridium is harder than other electrode metals it is not so prone to spark erosion and lasts longer, certainly the old plugs pre the H-D Golds were still within tolerance after 15,000 miles. Which means that even if they are a bit more expensive to buy, they are still good value and that’s ok by me!

Also I can’t praise The Green Spark Plug Company enough for their assistance and customer service, usual disclaimer, their web site is worth a look, and their prices are very good as well; http://www.gsparkplug.com/shop

New NGK Iridium at the front, nearly new H-D Gold at the back.

Now prior to this, I would have said a spark plug is a spark plug…I’ve changed my mind now. The right choice for your bike, car or lawnmower can make a huge difference. I can almost hear Vifferman saying told you so!

Oh, nearly forgot…the weather was superb yesterday, lovely early autumn sunshine that almost caressed you with it’s softness, so I treated myself to a blast up the ’30 to Okehampton and a more leisurely trundle back to Cornwall on the ‘Old Road’, also known as the West Devon Drive. Just what I needed!

Today the weather is *issing down, so seems good to read the Sunday papers by the log fire whilst the roast cooks, the red wine breathes and Jethro Tull plays on…I might even have a little snooze later!!!

Chasing Shadows on the Run. Ride On!

Dookes

Bladdy Weather!

Hello again folks!

Sorry about the delay in posting anything new, but to be honest there’s not much to report.
Except that Mr & Mrs Dookes became Great Aunt and Uncle again recently to two arrivals for nieces and nephews! Big congrats to Kerenza and Richard for little Bella; and also Caroline and Shane for little Tristan, love to you all.

Like pretty much the rest of the country, the weather here in Cornwall has been…..well, not very good, unless you are a duck, or sell umbrellas for a living! No weather at all for much in the way of ride-outs, so Harley and I have had to be content with the odd commute.

For those of us that ply our trade in the agricultural sector the weather is nothing short of a disaster. The dry spell in March and April screwed the winter crops at the flowering stage and as we all know it’s never stopped raining since = poor yields, even poorer quality and worse of all a shortage of malting barley for beer! C’est très mal! As my French friends say.

At the grain store my team are plugging away trying to make some kind of sense of the awful stuff that the farmers are throwing at us, talk about silk purses and pigs ears! It never ceases to amuse me how many of the growers moan like hell at the charges that their products incur as we try by working long noisy hours to turn it into saleable grain…Mind you it does get a little hard to feel great sympathy when the biggest moaners then drive off in a Range Rover Sport! There are however, some really hard working farmers out there, some of whom I count as friends, who’s hard work is being reduced to unsaleable mush and who deserve respect cos they just take it on the chin and get on with life! Hang in there Martin, John and Anglian Andrew, you guys are OK!

Anyway enough of the soap box, here is Harley hiding from the Cornish Sunshine at lunchtime today…it wasn’t raining when I rode to the store this morning!

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The ride home was actually OK, holiday traffic jams all gone and no rain either!
Good news at Dookes Towers this evening; Mrs Dookes has cooked a full blown Indian meal, excellent! Sorry no menu details, but even the onion bhajees were homemade and the curry was HOT!

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Want something throbbing between you legs?
Ride a V twin!

Dookes

Black Top to Grease Top!

OK, I spoke too soon….the weather was great for a week, now it’s Standard British Summer, you know, cr*p!

Still, Harley and I got out for a ride on Saturday before the rain set in, I even had time to cut the grass at Dookes H.Q. when we got back…and that takes over an hour!

Did you watch the Olympics on Saturday night? Three athletics Golds in under an hour! Brilliant!

I spent last Sunday driving a miniature steam train at a local visitor attraction here in Cornwall that is owned by a good friend of mine. Unfortunately the day was largely spent diving in and out of heavy showers, part of the line was a little flooded but it didn’t stop us having fun!

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This is the little engine, between the rain. For those of you who want the technical details, it’s a 0-6-0 Romulus design in 7 1/4 inch gauge, coal fired and three years old. The track is a mile long circuit that takes about six minutes to go round. It’s at a place called Hidden Valley Adventure Park, click here for the link. It’s a great place for family’s to visit, a bit random and quirky, but good fun for everyone.

Grease top? A type of hat worn by steam locomotive crews.

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride!

Dookes

Back On The Chain Gang

It’s been a week of fantastic weather here in Cornwall, which Harley and I have been happy to enjoy! The commute to and from work across Bodmin Moor has been an absolute pleasure.

Mind you the number of summer visitors, Emmetts in these parts, has been steadily growing making the return journey a tad tedious, do these people drive as badly at home????

Today I popped Harley back into Thor Motorcycles, near Bodmin.

When Colin and his crew gave her the post trip check last week they made some adjustments to the primary drive sprockets and chain. During this week I thought that I could detect a slight vibration from the area of the primary drive, so hence the visit to check it out. “What is he on about?” I hear the four cylinder bikers cry! “V twins always vibrate!” True words cos V twins do, but hey I’m a little fussy, she wasn’t vibrating right, if you know what I mean!

Colin was as fantastic as ever; as soon as we arrived Harley was whisked into the workshop and up onto a bike bench then Steve set to on her drive train. Becky made me a cup of tea as I settled to wait, what excellent service! Soon Colin invited me into the workshop to have a look at the work. He had found that the clutch hub had a small irregularity, it was running about seven one thousandths of an inch eccentric, yes imperial measurements, American engineers still use feet and inches, thank goodness! Now 7 thou, is about the distance a gnats bum cheeks flex when it passes wind, like not much at all…. After much debate and head scratching we could find no obvious sign of damage and concluded that the hub must have been slightly incorrectly machined when manufactured by H-D, unusual. As we did not have a new part to hand, this was Saturday afternoon as well, we decided to refit the hub and to replace it in the not too distant future when we have another exciting job planned! Whilst we had the drive case off, I got Colin to fit a new primary drive chain, the original has done 26000 miles and it seemed sensible whilst the case was apart. Watch this space for details about the next job we will be doing…..

Anyway, this is picture for you folks who like me have gotta know how things work.

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To the left is the engine drive shaft and compensator sprocket. In the middle is the primary drive chain with it’s white adjuster. The large round object to the right is the clutch assembly, the hub is hidden inside this. To the top right is the starter motor shaft, whilst just visible to the extreme lower right can be glimpsed the final drive belt to the rear wheel. Beautiful, isn’t it?!

Anyway, Steve soon had her back together. Riding home she felt better, not quite perfect yet, but much better. So thanks Colin and crew, nice to know you look after us so well! See you soon for six times the fun!

Lids on, let’s ride!
Dookes

Fish and Chips

Finally it looks like summer may have arrived in Cornwall, the sun has come out after ten weeks of rain!

I picked Harley up from her post tour service late on Friday afternoon and promptly set off for one of my favourite events that the Plymouth HoG Chapter hold each summer, the Looe Fish and Chips Ride.

As I was running a little late I headed off to the rendezvous point at Trerulefoot, Bodmin Chris and Bikerpatch Phil were already there. It wasn’t long before others started to arrive and we soon had about twenty bikes gathered together.

Head Road Captain Derek led us off towards Looe and the Coddy Shack for supper of fish and chips. The Coddy Shack is actually a few miles outside Looe so after our meal we started up again and rode into the town for a tour of the narrow streets and ice cream, another Chapter tradition. Very good it was too!

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After ice cream it was time for a bomb burst as we all set off for home in different directions, massive thanks to Judith for the impeccable organisation as always.

Ride on V twins!

Dookes

Oggie Rally

This time of the year is Rally season. Not the type of rally where Kev’d up saloon cars thunder through the forests of Hafren and Grisedale, but where bikes and riders meet for weekends of petrol head fun, to talk bikes and listen to loud music!

Plymouth Harley Chapter held the first Oggie Rally last year and a great success it was too. This year the weather clerk has not been at all kind in the build up to the event which has taken place this weekend. Understandably the awful wet weather that the UK has been experiencing since it seems forever has put a bit of a damper on the turnout. The rally committee have worked so hard to make the event a success that it is such a shame to see their efforts almost thwarted by the weather, but the sun came out this morning and all was well! Two ride outs set out for Cornwall and Dartmoor respectively, there were a few that didn’t make it…still nursing their heads after Friday night, good on you!

I dropped in on the rally field this morning to catch up with a few chapter friends, but couldn’t stop for long as work is always pressing this time of year. Unfortunately I missed out on the ride-outs as well. Still, I had time to grab a cup of tea and chew the fat about the latest Harley news and views before heading back to my workshop to sort out various bits of steel that need coaxing into different shapes to fulfil the tasks assigned to them! Pass the big hammer and gas axe!

Oh yes, Harley didn’t go to the Rally this year, she’s back in at Thor Motorcycles for a service after our exertions in the Alps. Time for another oil change and check over, but then she’ll feel like new again and who knows we might even get some decent weather for me to enjoy on her!

A few H-D’s not riding out.

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I thought this dragon was pretty cool on an Electra Glide.

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Ride a White Swan!
Dookes

Big John’s Crash

Hello again everyone.

Now you know I have said in the past that those of us that get on motorbikes accept the risks that sometimes goes with our passion?

Spare a thought for my mate Big John from Somerset. Last week he went to Llandow circuit in South Wales for some track day excitement.  Unfortunately he got a little more excitement than he bargained for when his “Kwak” high-sided him and he collected a broken collar bone and two broken toes!

Good to speak to you this week mate, hope the bike mends as well as the bones seem to be doing!

Ride on.

Dookes

Independence Day

Every year the Plymouth U.K. Chapter of the Harley Owners Group, HoG, holds a ride out on the Sunday nearest to American Independence Day, 4th July.

Turnout has been good for the last few years, but unfortunately this year it was a tad disappointing. Despite a bright morning yesterday, only eleven bikes set out from Plymouth Harley Davidson dealership for a trundle out onto Dartmoor, there were over thirty last year. Equally unfortunate, by the time we got to Tavistock I had to peel off and head for home. Still I did have a nice blast down the West Devon Ride through Lewdown back into Cornwall.

Last Years Independence Day Ride, lunchtime.

I have to say, that whilst I love the spectacle of a large group of Harleys riding together not to mention the sheer gut wobbling noise, I’m not really a great fan of organised group ride-outs. I guess it’s because I do so many miles solo and the organised ride is almost the antithesis of the essence of two wheel freedom! They are by their nature, normally quite slow and can get fairly hairy when car drivers try to force their way into the staggered line of bikes. I try to support a couple each season, the Independence Day one being the important one before my summer gets wrecked, under the weight of the whims and demands of arable farmers!

Ride On!

Dookes

Taking Over Padstow, July 2011.

Some Statistics

I promised some stats. for those of you with either an enquiring mind, or nothing better to do!

OK, so as I said in an earlier post, we went quite a long way in only a few days, 2160 miles to be precise.

We used 212.27 litres of petrol/gasoline, mainly 98RON.

This gives an average consumption of 10.18miles/litre or if you like, 45.79 miles/imp.gallon.

Harley has a 1450cc engine and a five speed gearbox.

Now for the WOW statistic!

In the mountains we climbed a staggering 10,466metres, or 34,337feet, vertical height. Mount Everest is 8,848metres, 29,029feet.

Not bad points to ponder.

The Heart of the Matter!

The Italian Job, Job Done …………… Hang on Lads, I’ve Got A Great Idea!

Back at home now and a wonderful British summer day, grey cold windy!

Wow, what a trip!

Total mileage was 2160, from leaving my workshop door and driving back in again, pas mal, as my French friends say.

Three things I will calculate in the next few days are the amount of fuel used and therefore, miles per litre and the other thing will be total height climbed in our mountain adventures.

I’ve not had time to reflect much on the trip yet, but I can say that it’s been great, loads of fun, met interesting and nice people and seen some incredible sights.

Highs? Obviously the Alps and the Cols, particularly Izoard and Galibier, surviving/conquering Iseran in the storm.

Lows? Well only one really….that awful morning after leaving Chinon, but we soon dried out!

I suppose that I’ve finally got that 43 year need to find The Italian Job out of my system, it’s all still there, like the rest of us a little older, but definitely still there. I’ll only need to see that film intro anytime to be back in those mountains and experiencing it all for myself again.

I have to say a few thank you’s now cos I can’t just go off on trips like this without support from those closest to me.

First off a huge thank you to Mrs Dookes, without who’s support, encouragement and capability in running Dookes H.Q. whilst I’m on the road, I could not go off and chase these outrageous adventures; Je t’aime beaucoup ma chérie, merci bien pour votre soutien et amour!

To the late Peter Collinson, Director of the 1969 film, whose creative genius inspired a young lad back in 1969 to go find what he had seen on the big screen…I’m sorry that it took me so long to do it Peter, but thanks, it was worth it!

To my friends who have followed me on my travels via this Blog, it’s been great to get your comments and emails, thank you, it means that I am never alone and I hope you have enjoyed this as well. Comments to improve will be gratefully received, honestly!

Finally, my wonderful traveling companion my Harley Softail. When she was built in York Pensilvania back in 2003, they made a special one that day. She never missed a beat come torrential rain, lightning, altitude or temperatures into the thirties. She may not be as fast as a sports bike, she may need half a mile to stop, corners like the Queen Mary and blazes is she heavy, but she’s mine and like in any love match you kinda get blind to the faults! Where will we go next?

Hmmm….Hang on lads, I’ve got a great idea!!!!

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Ride on you crazy diamond!

Dookes

PS The blog will live on…stay tuned!

PPS Apologies to Pink Floyd for the paraphrase!