| Author | Message | ||
     Poochie |
The best way to get the wife to to accept the new parts you've just bought is to make them for HER bike. My wife rides a 2002 blast and never once has she given a second thought to any bike related buying. And how could she when she rides in a brand new set of leathers, Sidi boots and a Simpson RX lid. | ||
| Ezblast |
A little humor from the Dark side  desert island A man is stranded on a desert island, all alone for ten years. One day, he sees a speck in the horizon. He thinks to himself, "It's not a ship." The speck gets a little closer and he thinks, "It's not a boat." The speck gets even closer and he thinks, "It's not a raft." Then, out of the surf comes this gorgeous blonde woman, wearing a wet suit and scuba gear. She comes up to the guy and she says, "How long has it been since you've had a cigarette?" "Ten years!" he says. She reaches over, unzips a waterproof pocket on her left sleeve and pulls out a pack of fresh cigarettes. He takes one, lights it, takes a long drag and says, "Man, oh man! Is that good!" Then she asks, "How long has it been since you've had a drink of whiskey?" He replies, "Ten years!" She reaches over, unzips her waterproof pocket on the right, pulls out a flask and gives it to him. He takes a long swig and says, "Wow, that's fantastic!" Then she starts unzipping this long zipper that runs down the front of her wet suit and she says to him, "And how long has it been since you've had some REAL fun?" And the man replies, "My God! Don't tell me you've got a motorcycle in there!" And so the Dark side beckons! - lol - Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ  | ||
| Ezblast |
I've had my Black Blast two and a half years now and am finally approaching the 12,000 mile mark. I had first heard about the Blast while at a local dealer looking at a KTM Duke - single - it was the SuperMotard Black set up and I was thinking to myself that a change in suspension and tires would net me a really nice corner carver. Then I heard them - some dealer personel - talking about the new American single by Buell - funny all the guys agreed that they were great handling bikes but no power. For me that was a moment of enlightenment. I heard the wispers of almost all the male members of my family in my heart say - '...Its American - that means you'll find massive aftermarket for it and its American - you can hop it up and customize it anyway you want and no one would bat an eye...' and on they went(among these men over 35 motorcycles were owned - lol). Still it wasn't till I surfed the net and saw one for the first time that I definately knew I would own that bike! I read everything I could on the bike and registered for Motorcycle Safety classes - Beginners course - I figured the little dirt riding I did would not teach much of the real rules of the road. The day after I finished the course and picked up my new license - I picked up my Blast. My first ride was from the Dealership in Freemont to the Heart of San Francisco. My first shift brought the wheel up 3" - oops;0) - the rest of the ride home was uneventfull at a 50mph max speed for a little over 60 miles. I got off with all the beginners aches and pains and a smile on my face as large as the world. Walking around her - I admired her lines, and with a new rag wiped off the first of the road grime. In that first ride the bike had etched itself into my soul - an outline that would shift, change , and fill in - forever a part of me. I road everywhere - no errand was too small and some I made longer than they had to be;0) - I re-explored a city I had walked the length and breath of my first weeks here - yet so different on the bike. As my confidence grew I found I wanted my bike to have nescessary upgrades. Still though - my bike saw the wine country, long streches of freeway and nice tours of the coast. People have always come up to me and asked about the bike - young and old - never did I receive a negative comment, and always the bike left nothing but a smile on my face! Slowly she changed - upgrades simple and hard but always fun and always a learning experience. I was taking my bi-yearly trip to my sister - freshly inspected my bike was ready - two things changed the trip plans and my bike forever - I was running a non resist version of 7r12 (hot) with the Direct Hits (you have to seal them up good with di-electric grease) - for longer trips like that (600+ miles) I should have switched out to a cooler plug, but I thought that since I would be stopping once an hour I should be OK. A hot day - 300 miles down the road - a cracking intake boot and hot plug equalled a new motor;0). Hal's HD & Buell of Chico Ca were great - with a meeting of the minds and seeing the confidence and outstanding work displayed by the mechanics (a sweet B&M supercharged lowrider - sweet!, etc.)I decided to go for a real long life upgraded rebuild - from the bottom up. Both Dealers agree - DP and Hal's - this is how a Blast should come from Buell - needless to say I was very happy. As I grew to appreciate what my Black bike could do - I decided to get another for the dailly ridding chores and save her for the weekend fun! So now I own a pair of SidthLord Blasts - lol - I can't believe how much fun ridding is and how much of that fun I owe to the Blast. Its true - I am looking seriously at the Black and Gold XB12R - but still that wouldn't be for another year or two and the XB would still only be for the longer trips (yeah - I'll probably take more longer trips;0)). As far as I'm concerned - the Blast Rules in the city and the love I have for the bike will probably never really lessen - its just too much fun! Buzzing the coast line or bombing the wine country! The looks and questions I get make it very worth wild - the friends I have made on and off the net have made it a growing experience as well. So the Dark side calls and thus do I answer - Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ  edited by ezblast on August 10, 2003 | ||
| Ezblast |
In Honor of James P.'s epic long distance adventure to the Buell 20th and back - A link to the Tale - http://www.badweatherbikers.com/buell/messages/6817/35731.html?1062719603 James has some serious long distance Thump! Have you - Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ  | ||
| Swampy |
My son and I met up with a friend who was driving home a charter bus full of old people from the casino. We fought our way through traffic and passed him(he hadn't seen my Sporty yet, or for that matter my kids Blast yet either) When I talked to him later he said that the Blast made so much noise inside the bus that it was unbearable even with the A.C. going and a video running, Thanks Kerker! (When he rides in front of me it hurts my ears, I must be getting old) | ||
| Ezblast |
That Supertrapp header is one of the best of the bunch (and if you cut before the crossover pipe and add any can you'll have a great custom system!0)) - Yuppers they do bring on the noise - they do bring on the Thump! - Definately Blasting on the Dark side! Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ  edited by ezblast on November 01, 2003 | ||
| Ezblast |
Blasting on the Dark side! is - Showing for a BattleTrax and doing much better - flashing a few fast times early on but smart enough to watch the pros warm up and take over - adjusting air pressures every third lap or so - faster and faster off the corners - a learning experience to try the next time and learn from this time. I met some infamous Buellers and had a great time! Blasting on the Dark side is pulling up to a newwbe on a Gixxer on Cemetary Row- he's revving his engine wanting to dust me to the next light and so with a deserted road before us to the next light we take off! I roar past him and he slightly catches up his front wheel lifts, his eyes getting round and wide he gets it back down and shifts into second! The front wheel lifts again and his eyes are again round! Bringing it down and hunching over he goes into third and his third wheelie! - by now I'm ten feet past him and breaking for the light. At the light he doesn't say a word and yet his engine is again reving - he has me by 25 feet at the next light and I turn and ask him how long he's been riding? Two months! - he replies - I ride off laughing! Two months in canvas shoes, sweat jacket, scrub pants and a CF half helmet - and he almost killed himself to prove a Gixxer could beat a Blast! I laughed so hard the rest of the way home - its a wonder I wasn't busted for manical behavior! - the bike - dialed in - dark delight! Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ  edited by ezblast on November 01, 2003 | ||
| Fssnoc2501 |
EZ, Can we pronounce SQUID !!!!!! Ray | ||
| Newblaster |
EZ--He's probably lucky there weren't any curves. Then, he probably WOULD have killed himself. lol... That type's too common around here. Always fun to be the guy in the mirror, that they just can't shake, up in the hills. Guys on 1000cc sportbikes, and I'm on a thumper w/no performance mods, and they wonder how I'm keeping up in the twisties. Well, dude, it might help if you got out of 2nd once in a while. lol... Scott | ||
| Ezblast |
I have'nt posted here in a bit, however, I was posting my favorite pics in a collection of over 2000 Buells pics I privately owned - over half Blasts - I built a free yahoo album - there is a link at my bikes page - 116 pics so far - my very favorites - sorry its yahoo but its free - lol - 39 of them of my bikes but the rest tell me a tale or just look rad - I've been running the fave's as a screen saver - and seeing my onry self in the pics reminded me of why I liked my bikes. There was this family I lived by for a while in Daytona Beach outskirts - the lady there owned several horses, but her favorite was the Arabian. Her morgan and her quarter where both great barrel horses and jumpers, however it was always the spirited arabian she favored - she told me once - each horse has its strength and weaknesses in competitions, however, only the arabian's spirit and joy reflected hers in the riding. The rides enliven and invigorate and at days end I wipe down the bike, shake my head as I close and lock the garage door - I most always mutter with a smile - "...Damn! That should be illegal! - Just too much fun!..." - I know that contradicts a good song, but still... I've been searching and riding for a really cool route from here to San Luis Obispo - tried the old fav - decided not to bet on the fog not being there - but after buying a very detailed map book - lol - I think I've found a nice alternative - we'll see - this weekend more exploring! - yea the ride! Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ  | ||
| Ezblast |
Too Sweet! Its 8:45am - I do a check down on the bike and I'm ready to roll, just need my morning cup of Joe - lol - so I throw my pack on and head for the best coffee in SF - just a few blocks from home - a large cup later I'm ready to go! Wanting to take it easy and make sure its all good I choose my route to 1 through Golden Gate Park - slow and scenic, the cold air embraces making a lie of the clear Blue sky overhead - this is SF after all - the park trees break before me and my senses smell, hear, taste, and finally see the Ocean - Sweet! Its a cold beautiful day and my hard task is to ride and enjoy the day while mapping out a ride - so today I'm doing the first half 0 Time is a consideration because I have to fit a good ride into about 8 hours realistically - lol - by freeway this ride is only 3 1/2 hour - no fun at all - just occasional nice scenery. My plan calls a scenic semi technical route - a much more time consuming thing;0) - the days beautiful and I'm very pleased that I have never been on 3/4 of the roads I'm about to travel, the ocean plays peekeeboo with me to my right and the road just curves before me - the Skyline/35 sign beckons and I skip my second cup of coffee in favor of unknown roads. Anyone who lives here says you have to ride skyline - so of course I never bothered - lol - yea I'm that way - this road is beautiful. The curves are almost all 35 and above and the road is in very good condition, and its just one good turn after another. The cold air is especially felt in the exchanges between the shade from the great pine and oak and the sunny clear day overhead in the breaks - for a couple of miles it merges with 280 and then your back to the curves - even the hwy part - very nice. Miles roll and soon I stop at Alices - cops have a side road blocked off - I don't ask- a cup of coffee later and I'm off to enjoy some more - so many times did I kick myself for not taking the corner a little hotter, still better safe than sorry on roads you don't know - it was fun all the way! I get to crossroads 9 & 35 and pull over to study the map - I ask about time - I smile - almost 4 hours on the road and not quite half way - better find some quick parts - so I study the map - and smile. some guys on Gixxers,R's, and stuff pull up and I'm invited to go with them to a local meet - I decline, but we hang and shoot shit about bikes. Time to go - I take nine heading for 85 and find myself on another beautiful road - more technical - a bit slower but very beautiful - ends in this little town where I gas up at before the highways - 85s to 101s - Yes! the half way point in a little over 4 hours! - A great day! So at Gilroy I turn myself around and head up 101 all the way home to SF - this is timed so that I know how long it will take me to come back this way and finish up the route in the following weeks - all the way back all I can think about was how beautiful the ride down was - 1 1/2 hours to back home - lol - God that was fun! What a great way to spend a day! I can't wait to do that again! When I'm done mapping this puppy I'm going back and try some of those famous roads I passed during the ride - stuff I read about on pashnt.com - sounds like fun and now that I know the road that they start from;0) - Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ  | ||
| Ezblast |
At 5:03am the alarm goes off - I turn it off and listen - no rain - from studying the weather for the past week - general consensus was drizzles on and off - I listen a few minutes extra - no water splashing from passing outside traffic - its a go and I'm up putting on clothes and later calling myself stupid for not wearing that second shirt - lol - I'm off before sunrise - 6am. The morning mist isn't thick, just damp and I ignore it, I go to work in it most days. I cruise through the park - cold wet weather is a great way to find out if your bikes ok - Vader sings that wild song - smooth and confident - I smile - I figure I'll be wet (even with the plastic overpants) by days end but that figures to be 14 hours away and there is a whole day to explore in. The Park ends at the Coast and sunrise is only minutes away - I'm so busy watching the sun rise and the waves glow that I miss my turn off and have to double back - lol - back onto 35 the scenery turns green and lush before me - the road is in great condition, however in the early morn it is patched with black ice and is wet - I take it at a leasurely pace - speed limit or just above - nothing too drastic, but still when you have the road to yourself it becomes hard to maintain - I pull into Alices - they won't be open for over 40 minutes - so its stop, stretch, and back to it. Beautifull so far, but I new 9 gets technical, and its still wet with ice - still its a nice piece of nature I'm saying good morning too and it ends in the old town section of Saratoga - I stop here for fuel and to warm up - 2 cups of coffee before the 35 min. of freeway riding to get to Gilroy and 25. The bikes just growling contentedly, and its still just a soft drizzle to live with - the turn off is well marked and every thing is clear - a little cruise through the historic town of Gilroy and then you find yourself cruising down 25. The town's last station has a sign posted just before it - next fuel stop 75 mi. - I stop - gas up - though I had only 40 miles ago and proceed. True Californian landscape - rolling hills - farms, rivers, wineries, rock out cropings, sometimes going 65, sometimes 35, still you couldn't ask for better scenery to ride by. It starts getting wet now and the blue plastic pants come on. Peach Tree appears before me and the road becomes a bit more technical, but the scenery is even more rural - nature still the dominant force for some parts, wineries, and farms the rest, the road is wet and some gravel - I maintain and enjoy the view - every once and a while I'll mutter - '..shoulda put on that other shirt too...' but even though I'm cold and wet, the surroundings more than kept me smiling - of course with the cold - it may have just been frozen on - lol - the last leg before the final freeway stint - Indian Valley - what can I say - more beauty surrounding you as you ride - no pot holes but plenty of repairs - a bit bumpy at times - a narrow stretch of ribbon that keeps you on your toes as you enjoy the scenery. I pull in to San Miguel through the back - ask directions and am headed to a gas station - 80 sweet miles - I pull in - fuel up - and check my map, talk to the attendant - San Luis Obispo is only 45 min. away - I warm up with more coffee - a little tired, but now the hard part is before me - its raining now and 101 plows right into SLO - so do I go deeper into the storm, or follow the tradition of getting chased by the wind all the way home. Its 2:00pm now - so I figure my estimate is right on - 7 hrs and a few min. of some glorious riding will take you to SLO from SF - lol - now to get the time for the ride from SLO to SF via 101 - in the rain - ouch! The rain starts to get hard and so after only 35 miles up the road I'm ready for a time out - I take the next off ramp and it puts me by an open gas station, and a station converted into a pet hospital - closed. I park myself in the middle of their overhang and walk over to the station for more coffee and then over to be with the bike and watch the rain from the dryness of the Vets overhang. 20 minutes go by and its down to the old drizzle I know too well - back on the freeway - homeward bound - it never completely stops, however, 4 1/2 hours from the start - San Miguel - and I'm home an hour and a half after the sun - 730pm. Did the weather spoil the trip - naw just slowed me down, I live in weather like this for 2 thirds the year - fog and drizzle - a San francisco happening - lol - at least we are consistent;0) What a ride! and really only a few hours difference between the direct route and the indirect;0) - since both were taken. Was it worth it? - Hell ya! - That was fun, and the route is mapped!! Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ | ||
| Ezblast |
I can't sleep - staring at a clock an hour early - the anticipation of the ride and the worries about fickle weather have me waiting for the alarm to go off. getting ready - I go over my checklist - tools, water, clothes, spare parts, toiletries, and a few protein bars. At 730 am I kiss my wife good-bye and go to grab some coffee and parking. The Beanery on 9th. & Irving in SF has the best coffee - period. A few storefronts down the Arizmendi Bakery also holds top honors in SF. A good start to a great ride! Five out of the six Blastards who are supposed to go I know -only Eric have I never met, so when I see a heavily packed Blast approaching that I don't know - I think - All right! Erik made it from Tahoe! - (I know I said Arizona earlier - I mis-spoke) - then Scott arrives, then Ryann. Coffee is drunk and a bakery patronized. The no show was Rex of American Sport BikeN - so far - I expected Paul C. with his Blue/Purple camed Blast to meet us at Alice's for brunch. I ask - everyone is fueled up and ready to go! We are off! We head through GG park - it ends at the legendary hwy 35. A scenic road with twists and turns a plenty! The day is beautiful and the miles roll by - 92 and 35 combine for just a few miles and that part is slow - weekenders for the coast - lol - I turn onto 35 proper and see a patrol car off to the side - I check my speed and proceed! The groups in my mirror so everything’s fine - lol - a few minutes later I check my mirror and nothing - I think to myself - I wasn't going that fast.. - turning around I go back ASAP worried - there they are - pulled over - Eric’s out of state tag looks like a Cali tag 3yrs expired - we roll on! We pull into Alice's a half hour early - bikes are everywhere and we figure a leisurely early lunch and Paul C would show - no show - almost 1230pm and we are off - hwy 9 intersects 35 and we take it easterly into the old town part of Saratoga - a nice little practice in technical riding. Here we fuel up and shake it off before the freeway charge down hwy 85 to hwy 101 to the next legendary road hwy 25! The scenery on this road reflects the true heartland of California - woodlands, farms, and wineries - with an occasional small town in the distance - the road itself has some long straight stretches then it gets curvy in the rest - very nice! We are tooling right along having a good time and enjoying the ride when yours truly gets a knee cramp and takes the turn a bit wide going into the dirt - keeping control I'm back out, but I figure break time is now due - lol - the day is beautiful, the air clear, and the road before us beacons seductively. Water is shared and comments about the road we travel shared - all in all - everyone is enjoying the ride. We pull onto Peach Tree and everything becomes even more rural and unspoiled - the road becomes interplay between fast and slow curves on a slowly narrowing ribbon. The middle line disappears and we are down to a lane to a lane and a half type road - all to ourselves! We blend on to Indian Valley and more of the same beautiful scenery and road. We pull into the rear of San Miguel and are instantly lost - at least I am - everything looks so different on a nice day, but Ryann went to College in SLO and knows vaguely the area - we gas up for the final 30 miles to San Luis Obispo via 101. By now we are all a bit tired and its approaching 530pm - Ryann leads the way taking us into SLO to the hotel. We arrive tired but satisfied with the ride. 376 miles total from beginning to end. We park and get our rooms and are told Saro and Loti are already here - cool - but we are curious because we saw no bikes parked. A little looking and we find two more Blasts parked between some vans. Saro and Loti come out and we are well met. The list of characters - Saro - creative, sharp, and a great twist in humor, Loti - his perfect foil with wit and charm, Scott - a straight foward kind of guy taking charge of his life, Ryann - a charming heartbreaker who loves to ride, Eric - a friendly resourceful traveler, and Ed - a lover of the ride itself. At dinner we talk of folk missed - James and Eric (heal fast bro!) - about Blasts, and basically anything else under the sun. Absent is Scott who had neighbors partying till 3am and had elected to crash for a while then grab a bite later - he was zonked out by the time I left for dinner - hell of a ride for only 3 hrs sleep in preparation (I woke him a little after I got back) - lol - and Ryann who is going to look up some old friends while in town - yup ladies a heart breaker - lol. We again meet up in the morning get it together, and we are off! I can not tell you the names of the roads - they escape me - we were to meet two other Blasterds a a pre designated spot - we are off and flying - Loli takes the lead - not really sure where she is going but willing to wait for us at a crossroad - lol - as the pack separates into two Saro drops back to take lead on the second half - foolish me I'm chasing Ryan who is following Loty who is flying hell bent for leather - we loose the others but I'm hoping Loti knows where she is going - I have them in my sight till the last two turns and when I get to that point the road divides so I stop. Cig break time - I go back and read the road sign - I pick the way I figure would be closest to gasoline and go - three hundred yards up the road I see Loti and Ryann waiting at an intersection side - some historical tar pit behind them - lol. Together we wait - after a bit we convince Loti to go gas up and go back and we would wait to see if they roll out. It’s just after 1pm and there is no shade anywhere, but the days cool breezes save us from total roasting - Loti roars back by. Where’s a Sequoia when you want one? An hour and change rolls by and we decide to go get gas and go back ourselves - most of our water now gone - lol. To keep things interesting we exchange bikes and check out differences in our steeds. We gas up and head back down the road - and find Everyone working on Scotts ride - finalizing the repairs to get it on the road - he went into a corner just a bit hot hit gravel and then a barbed wire fence - fencing in a very lush pasture - Damage - a tweaked throttle cable, shifter and front fairing light assembly - a some deep scratches, and Scott caught some scratches and a small shiner - Scott 1 - Fence Zero - winner of the Barbed wire wrestling match and still Champion! While we where gone - some very good repairs had been performed - another light fetched, also fuel, duct tape - lol - for the helmet, and a few tools that would be needed - if I had been there, they could have saved a few bucks in tools but otherwise it was a job well done and Scott not that much worse for wear. Saro calls the party waiting - we will not be there - on the way back we all enjoy the ride at a much more sedate pace, and finally I got to enjoy the scenery we missed in enjoying the chase - lol. By the time we get back our spirits are actually high - we still put in over 200 miles - and pulled together in the rough parts to make something that could have been a negative into a positive - we all learned a little something from that ride - there is a fellowship and for that day we all participated in it. We get back into SLO and decide Mo's for some ribs is the ticket! It was a great night of tales, sharing, and fun! In the morning everyone is taking off at differing times. We are still not adjusted to DLST. Eric heads back - a long ride back to Tahoe - God's speed new friend, Ryann takes 1 early to get back in time for a class he is just starting in his field - later we will ride some more - he is a very fluid rider, Loti (for President - lol) and Saro ;0) the thinker - hope to see you next year - perhaps san Miguel - I here they make a beer there Loti - lol. Scott and I decide on Coffee and hwy 1 for ourselves as well! It’s a beautiful, windy, cold coastal day - and I loved every minute of it. The funny part was when I dropped my bike in the parking lot - you had to see laugh in to understand the similarity of what happens to the guy on the tricycle and I - I'm almost at a stop, almost ready to throw my leg over and off and kick down the stand when a big ole gust of wind sends me down in slow motion - a few turns of the Allen wrench later - I collect a few scratches, a broken brake toe peg, and a deflated ego - lol - all just minor stuff to be taken care of at my leisure - Vader had done her job well and a few battle wounds would not mar her in my eyes for all the fun she has provided. Still hwy 1 is a great ride with every type of curve imaginable you just have to catch it on a nice day - waterfalls, lighthouses, the ocean, and woodlands - with little coastal stops to keep you interested in things other than natures beauty. Those 3 days were a heck of a lot of fun - even with the hard parts - its all a part of the ride - and as I've always said - the ride is the thing! I want to thank everyone who played a part - it was a great time - even the hot part wasn't bad shared with a friend - and the rest just showed a true sterling character of Buell riders and Blastards particularly - Stepchilds of a Stepchild you might say - lol Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark Side! EZ A meeting of Blastards - yup - Black is Faster!  | ||
| Ezblast |
First I'd like to say that dirt track racing on a cement track can not be fun and certainly looked painful - my hats off to anyone trying to get ahead in that field. I went there to check out the HD team and to check out any others running a Blast engine. A number 40 Blast engined privateer did show - got knocked to the back at the beginning but by the few laps end had fought back to fourth. Since he didn't get to the finals he packed up and left - he - I really wanted to talk to because his bike was moving! - sigh - Well I got to talk to the young guy at HD - the guy they left behind to pack up - the rest were a no show - this was the same kid I talked to before the races - he was nice enough and I learned the following: Except for one - the reason the motors make the frames look different is because of extra mounting suport and the fact that they are all running XB heads - the frames are still C&J. Cams are tuned to the exhausts which are almost all off the 1000 bikes with od's between 1 3/4" to 2", running CV 51 Kehin carbs, rpms kept between 6000 and 7000, they keep comp. between 11.5 to 12.0. The only new tech they are running is the XB heads, and Buell crank ,wave rear brakes (now wouldn't a matching front and rear wave disc be cool?) - perhaps in the Blast future? - it was insinuated. The rest is from the old VR1000 series bike, yes a winning bike for its time, but really sad to see no investigation into new tech except what is handed to them by Buell. Good news - HP between 60 and 70 depending on their set up, bad news - they can only manage high 37s of torque? - whats up with that? - sigh. That was a poor showing by HD and I don't mean the races. People still wanted to see the bikes and talk but the bikes were covered and no one there. In a nut shell - why I would own a Buell but never a HD - that kind of factory attitude is a real turn off for the enthusiest - everyone else with a big name who didn't win managed to still show and shake hands afterwards - lol Still my hats off to those racers - that didn't look like fun to me, but they must like it because I saw some amazing racing efforts happen out there, some really fantastic riding! In all it was a great time though and nice to see a form of racing I haven't seen before. On the way out I turn to Scott and say - "Lets not try that on the way home" - with a laugh we headed for our bikes. Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ edited by ezblast on May 03, 2004 | ||
| Joey |
I got bad news. I recently took off from a stop into a hard left turn at WOT, and attempted to squish my left foot. That's not the bad news, as the only part of my Blast! touching the ground was 2 tires and the left foot peg. My boot is scuffed along the edge. That's not bad, either. The bad part is I can't afford rearsets! I'm moving to the dark side! I am scaring squirrels with my exhaust, beveling my foot pegs, and noticing how many Jap bike riders ride like they're on a cruiser. If I'm not careful, I'll have a good story to post here soon! | ||
| Ezblast |
Could be! GT - JBOTDS! | ||
| Naustin |
Blasting on the dark side is: dragging peg around a quick 90 degree city street with your wife on the back and a grand total of 700 miles of life-time riding experience and owning the bike less than 2 months. "HEY, my foot just touched the ground!"  edited by naustin on May 20, 2004 | ||
| Joey |
I scuffed my boot pretty bad, and squashed it a bit, too. If I was wearing tennies, I'd probably be in some pain! Wife hasn't responded to my rearsets question yet ... | ||
| Newblaster |
You should see my boots. They both have a nice bevel. Also, you may start to notice how much louder (and more satisfying!) dragging a peg is once you rub off that pesky rubber on the bottom... Who needs rearsets? Just keep dragging those stockers until the clearance is the same... lol... | ||
| Joey |
Can't hear the pegs at all! The exhaust drowns the scraping sound out completely! Someone told me it sounds like a machine gun. | ||
| Ezblast |
You know if Buell where to come out with a touring model - a T - it would probably have some interesting features differing it from the regular XB - rake would probably be 25 deg, probably a fifty-five inch wheel base - gee such a thing could also be a great platform for the next generation Blast. The more I think on it - it would seem almost a logical progression, since simular features would be wanted in both. Just a re-occuring thought that crosses my mind when I read other parts of the BADWEB. Even with basic suspension pieces on the Blast model, the means to upgrade would be right there with factory pieces. Cost productive all the way around, including to parts exchange - lol. Just some rumbling thoughts that keep crossing my mind. Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ | ||
| Shotgun |
I like it EZ. With a pumped up engine, say 650cc or so, and sport/offroad suspension. Compete with the Beemer 650, put out big time reliable go-anwhere, do anything performance. | ||
| Ezblast |
Yuppers, using XB piston/cylinder, and head, with the 12's stroke around 550cc to 600cc - sounds simular to what they are running on the dirt tracks - betta testing? - XB top end and cam combo would probably hand over some reliable power to the little single and make a good reason to buy a new Blast model over the older used ones - the new look wouldn't hurt either! GT - JBOTDS! EZ | ||
| Ezblast |
I've liked the idea of the Blast ever since I've heard of the bike - I wanted simple maintenance, something easy to work on, stone reliability, and great handling. I was looking at KLR's, BMW 650s, KTM's, Panther products - basically the singles - their power was great, but all of those choices had me figuring on switching out wheels, tires, and suspension to get the handling up to par. I choose the Blast because I figured it would be easier to hotrod an engine, than redesign a suspension platform - I'm happy to say - I was right. I've discussed this bike on a lot of different forums, and have come away from this experience with the knowledge that except for power - Erik was right on track for giving us a bike that really delivers the true elemental riding experience. I've had nothing but fun for the most part and met some great people because of this bike! I like being different and my bikes show just that, and the handling is just awesome! I've flicked by so many big bikes in the corner, and I know its the bike - I'm no great racer - that kind of thing just keeps me smiling though. Sure I've been passed by the big bikes, but almost always in long straights, and that doesn't happen nearly as much as I thought it would, because usually the next corner is just ahead (you can tell I hate freeways - lol). I keep riding and writing - I write because I want others to know what they are missing in not riding, and the fun they can have - even on a basic inexpensive platform - the Blast! I've conversed with folks all around the world concerning this bike and the majority of folks do like it. A hoped up Blast is a very fun bike indeed, and the stocker can't be beat for durability and in city street riding/fighting - lol - so whether its setting off alarms in the city or enjoying a ride in scenic twisties - you'll always find me Blasting on the Dark side! Got Thump?! Just Blasting on the Dark side! EZ | ||
| Gearheaderiko |
The wife is gone all weekend. I have the almost overwhelming urge to pull the Blast into the living room and work on it there. Must...........resist.........evil.........thoughts..... | ||
| Mmelvis |
How about this one Eric, you are going to get your wife an anniversary present. The Buell dealer happens to be on the way the way so you stop in. You ending up purchasing a set of Pro Series Cams, wrap these up and try to explain how this is her anniversary present. From the demented dark side……. | ||
| Rockbiter1 |
Heh heh...i DID get a pair of Pro-Series cams for my wife's Blast...the bike is spread out all over the garage right now, and she is (impatiently) waiting for me to put it back togeather again  That part of the install went well, now i need to get the NHRS pushrod cover, and a new set of gaskets, and the pro series ignition, and and and... | ||
| Ezblast |
So wispers the Dark side - eheheheh... GT - JBOTDS! EZ  | ||
| Gearheaderiko |
I accept your challenges! I cant wait for Christmas! "Well, honey, you'd better drill a hole in those and gold plate em,cause I'm wearing them every time we go out". | ||
| Joey |
Update on pegs! I can hear them now! It is a sweet sound! I actually leaned so far to the right one day that I think I dragged something else! Either that or the Avons weren't warmed up yet, and they slid just a bit. I need to find some better lefts! |
