DECEMBER RUNS
Saturday
5 Gala
Christmas Dinner. Healesville Hotel.
5-30pm for
pre-dinner drinks.
Sunday 6 Murrindindi
Falls. 9-30am KBCP.
11.15am
Healesville. Picnic lunch.
Sunday
13 Mick
Fagan’s Special Tour. 9am KBCP.
Sunday
20 Toorong
Reservoir. B.B.Q. 10am KBCP.
Friday
25 Christmas Camp commences at Lake William Hovell.
Saturday
26 Golden
Spurs Rodeo (Myrtleford)
Plus Nariel
Creek Folk Festival on New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day.
JANUARY 1982
Sunday
10 Vice-President’s
ride. 9.30am KBCP
Sunday
17 Turpins
Falls. 9.30am KBCP. Picnic lunch.
Sunday 24
Weekend
30,
31 and Camp at Club
Flag.
Feb
1.
FEBRUARY
Friday 5 General
Meeting. Club Hall. Slide night. 8.15pm SHARP
Sunday 7 Darren’s
Dhurringle Dalliance 8am KBCP. Bring bathers.
Weekend Camping at Delatite Arm 9am
Lilydale, SHARP
13
& 14
Saturday
20 Robyn’s
Night Ride. 6.30pm KBCP.
Sunday 21 Buninyong
Festival. 9.30am KBCP.
Sunday 28
MARCH
Friday 5 General
Meeting. Club Hall. 8.15pm SHARP
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EDITORIAL – DECEMBER 1981
Well just a few lines
this month as it is the last one for the year.
As most will know there is no further mag until Feb.... We rather think
that we have said enough for this year so we’ll keep it rather short and sweet
by saying “Merry Christmas & Happy New Year” to all. Of course, it goes without saying that we
expect a deluge of articles about the Xmas camp and all runs from now to the
Clubman Rally.
Once again, Season’s
Greetings to all,
Cheers Faye & Geoff.
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ARTICLES FOR FEBRUARY
MAG MUST BE IN BY THE 22/1/1982
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SPORTS DAY 1981
This
day for me started about 8.30am at the
They
supplied the main trophy which is supposed to be held by the winning club for a
year. The club sent out invitations to a
number of clubs in the hope of making it a great and exciting event. However when the crunch came only our own
club turned up.
Meanwhile
back at the
As
it turned out it wasn’t exactly a mob that arrived but a reasonable group of
M.T.C. members and a few of their families.
After moping around for a little time Clerk of the course for the day,
Les Leahy called us together for a rider’s briefing. In the briefing he warned us how tough he
would be against anybody who didn’t abide by the rules exactly as he laid them
down.
The
first event was the slow race heats and one only had to ask Craig if the rules
were being up-held to the letter, as he was disqualified on a technicality and
he wasn’t the only one. Then came the
slalom events. We started off with a
normal type slalom and after a dead heat final which was re-run, we moved on to
a slalom with a pillion, in which the pillion sat on the bike backwards and
grabbed a drum at one end and placed it on the ground at the other. This event proved to be good fun and had no
hassles with the Clerk of the course.
Lunch
was the order of the day at this stage with the club providing snags and bread
for nix along with ample tomato sauce and cans of soft drink for 30c each.
Lunch
over, it was time for the observed trial.
The trial consisted of 4 sections which got progressively harder. At the end of the 4 sections there were about
9 clean entrants (I’m not referring to dirt either) left. At this stage the trial was reversed, after
doing two sections this way we ended up with a very proud Duffy family. Mrs because her bike won it and Mr because he
rode it.
Final
results were
Slow
race P. Duffy 650 Honda
Slalom M. Fagan R80 G/S
Slalom M. Fagan R80 G/S
w/pillion
observed P. Duffy 650 Honda
trial
Footnote: - As most people know wives have their husbands
over a barrel. Well after winning the
Economy test, the slow race and Trial on sports day on Robyn’s bike, I’d say
Phil had better tread carefully because if Robyn decided to have him over her
bike it could be pretty painful.
Mick R80/GS.
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TONY DALY’S SPECIAL TOUR
(OR IT’S A LONG WAY TO BALLARAT) 8/11/81
Having heard some
knowledgeable gentlemen say it was a 400km ride with 80km of dirt (which makes
your correspondent nervous), I thought maybe it was the Grand Ridge Road –
where else is there 80km of dirt?
Alright there are lots of places, smartie. And there were! Ballarat is only about 100km from
About 15 of us set out
in ideal weather conditions – warm, sunny, no wind. First, via Bulla and some obscure back roads
to Bacchus Marsh, en route getting entangled with the traffic to a country
music festival near Gisborne. Couldn’t
go – cowboy hats obligatory.
Tony must have had many
spare hours to locate the dirt tracks – there may not have been 80km of them,
but there were lots of short stretches.
A few farmers were dismayed to find these unexpected visitors in their
territory. On to the
Resisting the temptation
to go to sleep (real easy that day), we proceeded onward through the
Finally, back to sealed
road, as the dirt was becoming a bit of a pain with dust and shadow hiding the
holes. Then to Ballarat to amuse
ourselves and the good citizens at
Thanks to Tony for his
efforts in per – arranging the route – just as well he lives in the area, or we
might still be somewhere on those little tracks!
Peter Dwyer
Suzuki 1000G
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SUNDAY 15 NOVEMBER
Twelve
stalwart (or slightly insane) riders set forth from Lilydale at 10.45. The weather, apart from the grey skies and
torrential downpours, alternated from bad to worse to patches of fine. Vince Green was chosen to lead the merry
dozen, while Jack on his Honda Six was our rear man.
The
rain – soaken group wound its way through the Reefton Spur, pursued by a speedy
BMW800 who gave our leader little peace.
We re-grouped at the end of the Spur to wring our gloves out and remove
a piece of line 7 from a badly- placed BMW muffler.
Onward
we went to Cumberland Junction with most riders taking the wet, windy roads
with caution, except one speedy individual who thoroughly enjoyed himself. Once again we re-grouped at the Junction and
consulted our maps and looked to the sky in silent prayer. Camberville was the next point of call where
we destroyed the peace of a few picnickers.
Pictures were a must, and Vince and Mick tried to shoot each other.
It
was decided that
Home
was via the Black Spur with Lilydale being the dispersement point. The day ended about 3pm and I am sure a
friendly and wet day was had by all.
MOTTO
GUZZI ENTHUSIASTST
(ALIAS
PILLION)
Susan Jean
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MY
Now
that sounds like an essay for kids to do after their holidays. Now let me tell you here and now I have no
intentions of telling you everything I did.
It would take too long and you are not interested in sex, so just a few
things here and there.
I
left 24th Sept. It was cold,
wet and windy emphasis on windy, not just that day but the following week
except for two perfect days that sneaked in somehow. These I spent at the beach. I actually had about 30 miles of rain going
over. The Friday I went to the Worlds
End Rally I really had variety. It was
drizzle light rain, heavy rain or storms until Pt Augusta where it stopped raining
and the sun came out. The road in from
Quorn has been worked on. I think in
places at least it is worse when wet but when dry you can do 160km on it. Places though when wet looked dry and you
wondered why the tyres were sinking in two inches. Mick flew past frightening hell out of
me. He wasn’t supposed to be there till
next day.
The
Morgan’s had arrived a few minutes before me and as there were ominous (nasty)
clouds around it was a rush to put up tents.
I had the fly almost secure when the rain came down. This was the last of the rain and I had
perfect weather except for a couple of hours in Bundaberg and between Parkes
and
The
official figures for bikes were just over 1100.
There were 700 entries; there was nothing unusual in bikes there. A fairly mixed lot of varieties, not like the
Centre Rally when it seems about 80% are B/M’s.
I only wish a rally would go on for a week, you hardly get there and no
time to meet many people and you are off again.
I
was persuaded to go into Quorn on Saturday and I am glad I did. I took Tony Morgan in with me. The sight of hundreds of bikes and
overflowing pubs was something; you had to be there to get the feeling. I didn’t see the police, though they did
drive through the camp once. There was
no trouble in Quorn and they showed good sense by keeping out of sight, though
they would have been there had there been trouble, not to make it as in N.S.W.
I
had no plans and though I thought I might stay till Monday the empty feeling
with everyone leaving made me decide to leave at 11.30 Sunday and though I was
in no hurry and the wind was behind me I sat on 130km and was in Broken Hill at
3.55pm. The rains of the previous week
had gone as far as
Monday
I left 6.45 after the kangaroos had gone to bed and at 3.45
Sat
to
Heading
north I saw two signs with M.R.A. 30km this side of Maryborough I suspect there
was a rally on.
I
had been asked to go with a group of 26 for a camping weekend at
For
the remainder of my leave I went camping on the Goulburn river near Shepparton
with a group of 58. $50 all food and
booze supplied, bring your own sex. Here
I stayed till cup afternoon when I went back to work the following night. The 850 Yammie ran perfectly, as it should,
and is a much nicer bike to ride than the Honda 750, though only time will tell
if it is as trouble free. The 24 litre
tank was appreciated between Wilcannia and Cobar 260km without petrol or
anything. On the Honda I would have had
to carry extra fuel. This stretch is
about 80km more than the longest between Townsville and Alice or Darwin. Running on Castrol R Synthetic oil meant no
oil changes and for the first time since my 15 years of BM riding, no chains to
oil.
For
my next trip I hope to go to
Lloyd
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NEW ADDRESS
Yes folks Kevin
Robertson has moved again, he found out that two females was too hot to handle
so he has moved in with just one. Better
luck this time Kev. His new address is
Flat 2
FLEMINGTON.
Phone 370 6220
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ROAD TEST: YAKIB 431cc
While the Spaniards and
Japiards fight for the lucrative dual purpose off-road/on-road market, the
incredible Burma Motorcycle Company strive to perfect their own split
personality bike that is claimed to be good for both road and street.
Rippling with technical
features from a revolutionary valve-in-head three stroke to a suspicious
dry-tank lubrication system the BMC ALTMX-RRSF 431cc Yakib is sure to be a
sell-out should the back yard Burmese distillery ever get around to producing
it.
We picked up the bike
after it had been gently run-in by 84 other testers. The mileometer showed just 2.3 kilos
demonstrating the legendary reliability of this make’s instrumentation. Not that the speedo was of inferior design,
for this unit features close ratio numbers, balanced needle and overhead glass. What a pity it was on the optimistic side for
when the ignition wires were connected it registered 64mph!
The quality is
reasonable except for the cheap plastic badges on the instruction book. But that marvel of “pidgin English” has a
unique feature in that the pages can be torn out and cut for gaskets to save
rebuilding costs.
We are pleased to report
that since riding the mark one, the makers have improved on comfort by fitting
a seat. The actual riding position of
the crankshaft would be adjusted to suit a rider’s personal preference.
While some bikes have
flywheel magneto and others have coil, the ignition on this Yak is remarkably
simple in using the sinusoidal constant discharge deplenerator that
turboencabulates the nivelsheave.
(Devilish clever those Burmese).
So efficient is this system that a towing eye is fitted to the front
mudguard to get the motor turning for cold morning starts.
Once underway the Yakib
seems to lose at least 820 pounds and the intermittent coughing of the exhaust
more than drowns the constant squealing of the belt drive to the oil
filter. As regards handling the inherent
instability of the “both wheels steering” layout did cause many anxious moments
but our testers soon got used to stopping on the bend and lifting the back end
around before proceeding in the new direction.
Vibration is minimal
except for a bad case of the shakes between 2,100 to 3,200, 3,400 to 4,500rpm,
4,900 to 5,800rpm and above 6,000rpm. We
were disappointed that a violent weaving could not be cured when riding in the
top three gears.
Unfortunately neutral is
hard to find and is best located down on the workbench. But dismantling the power unit is no trouble
as the makers are ever willing to point out that no special tools are required. We found the boxing glove and shovel that came
supplied as standard are perfectly adequate to reduce this remarkable machine
to unrecognisable pulp in minutes (such was our patience).
With claimed dry weight
of 15 pounds and a compression ratio reduced to 1:9 we are pleased to report
the fuel usage has been slashed to only 1.9 gallons per overnight parking. Sure proof that the new Yak-Vac fuel tap
really does something.
Our only complaint with
this marvel of the jet age which costs only 1,827,346 drakibs ex-Afghanistan is
the method of adjusting the rear chain.
Necessary every 10 revolutions of the rear wheel it requires removing
the seat, tool sack, lifting hook (oh, what a giveaway) air cleaner, mudguard,
battery and by finally hack sawing through the lower part of the rear sub-frame
the position of the back spindle can be altered with plastic shims.
Summing up such a
multi-purpose bike is hard, other than stating it must surely be an investment
since this kind of exhibit is bound to be of value in several centuries and as
such is just the machine for the non-motorcycling minded.
Submitted by Les Leahy
“Courtesy of Track &
Trial Magazine”
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DON’T FORGET, THERE IS
NO JANUARY CLUB MEETING
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MERRY CHRISTMAS
HAPPY NEW YEAR
TO ALL FROM
FAYE AND GEOFF
(MAG EDITORS)