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Tue, 26 Dec 06: Douk is patiently sitting out in the garage, waiting for one more ride before the 22,500km service has to be done. The odometer is just over 22,400 and as I haven't ridden it since Friday I'm going to go for a spin tomorrow morning first and then do the maintenance. Lots of news this time, I'll try to cram it all in here as a fair bit has happened since my last entry. Angie and I went to the Toronto Bike Show on 10 Dec and spent some time at the Ural display. Finally got to meet Mike Glancy and his lovely sister from the Ural dealership in Pickering. Ken Beach from OVC was there, as well as the boys from Ural Canada and we all had a great visit in between fielding questions from curious people who stopped in for a closer look at the rigs. We talked about the upcoming CURD rally and I was pleasantly surprised when Jerry from Ural Canada offered the use of a 14-acre field on his farm for the rally site, an offer I gratefully accepted. There is now a web page for the rally on our CURD site, so keep an eye on it for more details as they become available. We also had the pleasure of meeting fellow CURDites Konrad and his lovely wife Tere, in addition to a few others who regularly visit the CURD Yahoo Groups forum and our web page. I'm not sure of the final tally, but Ken Beach later told me he'd sold 4 more rigs at the show. More good news came from Ural Canada, too - there are two more dealers opening soon in Ontario and there's a possibility of more in other provinces as the word continues to spread about our Russian beauties. A week after the show I finally completed and installed my latest mod to the airbox. I ended up keeping the stock setup, but made a new mount bracket to lower it 3/8". This gave me the necessary clearance underneath the rear gas tank mounts to install a larger, rear facing air scoop on the lid. I enlarged the opening in the top of the lid by 1" diameter to allow more air to enter the filter and also to hopefully slow down the airspeed. The idea here is that less water will be drawn into the filter if the air is moving slower, but more air volume will actually enter the box. The new scoop is 1" tall by 7" wide at the opening and the body is deep enough to allow for a 1" space all around the opening in the lid. The scoop is securely clamped with the airbox lid bolts, so now I don't need to remove the whole airbox to access the filter - I just unbolt and remove the scoop, then pull the lid and filter off the box. While my design is admittedly not 100% waterproof, it does significantly reduce the hassle of removing and replacing the filter now. I also painted the whole assembly flat black; because I have decided that will be the colour Douk will be painted next year. I was going to call it a "Canadian Crow" paint scheme, but was informed by Mike at Ural Canada that the name has already been applied to the new black '07 Patrol, so I'll need another name. Maybe the "Grackle"? Anyway, while I haven't ridden through any heavy rains since installing the modified airbox, the bike performs quite well with it and should not require any further experimenting. On 16 Dec I bundled my lovely Angie into the sidecar, plugged in her electric vest, wrapped a blanket around her legs and headed out to view all the Xmas lights displays on local homes and businesses. This was HER request, btw... normally we do this in the car but this year she wanted to go in the Ural instead. She said it would be way more fun... and it was! We cruised through the streets of Gananoque, stopping every now and then to get a better look at some of the more elaborate displays. A lot of homes were decorated, many more than last year, but obviously everyone had bought their lights and lawn ornaments from the same store... this year's theme seemed to be reindeers made from little white lights surrounding huge inflatable clear domes with Santa inside. These domes have some kind of blower in them that toss bits of white confetti around to make it look like it's snowing inside. Very neat, but after the eleventy-hundredth time we saw one it was starting to get boring. Angie was toasty warm and quite willing to keep going, so we headed off into the country to see what the rural Xmas scene looked like. More white reindeer lights and Santa domes. Boring. Until we passed by one particular farm. I could not believe how many lights they had strung up and I just had to get a picture of it (my apologies for my lack of night photography skills). They even had their friggin' motorhome parked in the driveway and covered with lights! We carried on into the village of Lansdowne and motored about there for a bit and although most of the homes were decorated, a lot of it was the same old reindeer light/inflatable Santa dome theme. We stopped at the Rapid Valley restaurant at the intersection of Reynolds Road and HWY2 on our way back for some hot chocolate and a late supper. The food, as always, was great and it was the perfect compliment to the evening's events. I loaded a very happy Angie back into the sidecar and we rode home, pulling into the garage at 9pm and into the house for a rum and eggnog to cap off the night. I rode the Ural to work every day except Thursday last week and then had to park it due to Xmas holiday and visiting commitments, but as I said at the beginning of this entry I'll be out riding tomorrow!

Mon, 01 Jan 07: Got myself bragging rights for the year again! Went out for a ride yesterday and again today, the last day of the old year and the first day of the new. It had rained heavily last night, well over 15mm, making it the first New Year's Eve without fireworks in the 8 years I've lived in Gananoque. It had warmed up to 7C under partly cloudy skies when Hector and I left at 11am this morning and, although it was still pretty windy out, it made for good riding weather. We stayed off the pavement for the most part, taking the country roads to Hector's favourite "chase the ball" spot and we spent about 1/2 hour just wandering through the fields and playing fetch the ball. Then we carried on down the road into banjo country, keeping the speed at around 50kmh because of the slippery conditions. The roads were a mixture of half-frozen salted ice from the rains, deep mud and a sand covered top with frozen gravel underneath. When the bike rolled past the 23,000km mark I starting looking for a spot to take a self-photo to commemorate the event and the ride. Found one a couple hundred metres later and pulled the Ural off into the weeds to set up the camera. The only suitable spot to place it was in the crook of a tree across the muddy road, so I had Hector sit patiently in position while I turned on the camera, set the timer and hauled butt back to the Ural. But it wasn't going to be that simple. After three failed attempts I realised the camera was shutting itself down due to weak batteries before it could take the pic. I rummaged around in the trunk of the Ural, but there were no fresh ones to be found so I was out of luck. Sort of. The camera had warmed up in my hands by now and would stay on long enough to take a photo before shutting down, so I was back in business. The routine for the next five minutes was; set the timer, place the camera, haul ass back to the rig, pose, wander back to the camera, review the pic, curse out loud, reset the camera and start all over again. The first attempt was a failure, as I watched helplessly from across the road as the camera fell out of the tree and recorded its fall. Strike two on the second try, as I'd forgotten to set the timer and didn't realise the photo had been taken until after the hustle back and forth across the road. By now I had worked up a sweat from all the running about and forgot to turn off the flash for the third attempt. I was too tired to care and Hector was getting restless from patiently sitting all this time, so I wrapped up the photo shoot and headed for home. Happy New Year!

Sat, 03 Feb 07: Rode to work Monday and yesterday, on very slushy roads both days. Guess I'll never learn. The rig was acting up big time on Friday with the usual symptoms of water in the carbs so I promised myself the new airbox, which I had finished fabricating last week, would go on this weekend. I had bought all the necessary hosing and hardware (or so I thought) in preparation for what should have been a 3 hour job. Which, of course, it wasn't. It started off with the heartbreaking discovery of an air filter almost completely blocked with ice, along with ice-lined intake tracts and an icy/oily mess inside the airbox. Clearly, this setup is just not meant for 90kmh cruising on wet roads. I began with the construction of the carb to airbox intake system and quickly ran into my first problem. The plan was to bring both intakes from the carbs up to a "T" fitting installed in place of the stock airbox, but I had forgotten about the offset of the carbs (left carb mounted ahead of the right). This meant the "T" fitting had to be rotated clockwise to match up with both intakes, but then it would not line up properly on the bracket I had made. The 2" radiator hose elbows I'd special-ordered from the local auto parts store did not have enough flex in them to allow for proper positioning of the "T", so I went back there in search of something more suitable. Then over to Canadian Tire. Then to another auto parts store. Apparently, 2" rad hose is not a common size and nothing suitable for my project was in stock, so I was forced to go a different route. I bought two lengths of flexible, fabric covered aluminum tubing normally used on the intake systems of older cars. This is the tubing used to draw warm air from around the exhaust manifolds until the engine warms up enough to flip a valve and then draw cold air from behind the grille. I also bought two rolls of a new rubberised self-adhesive tape, it bonds to itself and forms a waterproof, flexible and apparently very durable rubber coating over whatever it is applied to. I wrapped it around both lengths of aluminum tubing and it made for a pretty decent looking intake tract. I used a 2" PVC plumbing "T" fitting and a cut down 2" hose elbow, angled towards the sidecar, to complete the system. Then I set the airbox into its approximate location...and that's when things came to a grinding halt. I had miscalculated the amount of space my knee and lower leg would take up and as a result I could not complete the intake system without it getting in the way. I tried to route the hosing into a sharp "S" curve but it was just not flexible enough to do what I wanted. I also realised that even a length of universal flexible rad hose would not have enough give in it to compensate for the movement of the sidecar. My only option now is to mount the airbox off the side of the motor somehow so that there won't be any movement to put strain on all the fittings. After much headscratching and tape measuring, I think I have a plan; two "L" brackets, one from the top motor mount and one from the ear on the alternator (slotted to allow for adjustment of the unit). So tomorrow morning the stock system goes back on until I can get the new one sorted out. Oh, and here's the details of the new airbox; there are three components to it - the lower chamber, air filter and upper chamber. The lower chamber (pic shows airbox lying with intake scoop facing up) is the intake portion and consists of seven 1 3/8" diameter holes drilled in the bottom, plus one 1/8" drain hole at each corner. A sloped intake scoop is placed with the inlet facing the engine so as to draw air from the area directly behind the right metal legshield and out of the flow of roadspray. From there, the intake air travels up 1 1/2" to the filter, up through the 2" filter, up another 1 1/2" of airspace in the upper chamber and then out through a 2" diameter spout to the rest of the intake system. Hopefully this doesn't seem to be to Rube Goldberg-ish, but it's the best I could come up with. Anyway, I'm thinking that 5" of upward travel will be enough to let gravity pull all the water down and keep it out of the carbs for good. More to follow once I get the mount brackets finished.

Sun, 04 Feb 07: Spent a bit longer in the garage this morning than intended, but I finally got the stock airbox in place and a weekly preventive maintenance check completed before noon. It was a sunny day, but the strong winds had chilled the air down to -21C and I was a little reluctant to head out in the cold. However, I needed to give Douk a good run... and Hector, too, as he hasn't been on a ride for a few weeks now. Needless to say, he was very happy when asked "Do you want to go for a ride?" Talk about a command performance of the Happy Paws Dance! There was 10cm of fresh snowfall from last night, but it looked like the salt trucks hadn't gone by yet as the road in front of the house was covered in snow but not slush. We headed through town and I was dismayed to see heavy, deep slush on the main roads. I'm going to go on a bit of a rant here, so bear with me... DOES ROAD SALT HAVE A F***I**G "BEST BEFORE" DATE OR SOMETHING??!! WHY THE F*** DO THEY NEED TO POUND SO MUCH OF IT ONTO THE ROADS??!! Jee-ZUS, but I am getting so sick of the "salt the hell out of it now, let it melt into a goopy mess and we'll plow it tomorrow" mentality around here. The only thing I can figure is that there must be a large stockpile of salt saved up due to the unusually mild winter; now whenever it snows they fling it down at the rate of what I estimate to be one tablespoon for every friggin' snowflake. This just cannot be good for the environment and it definitely is not good for the Ural, as it is showing more rust spots this year than last. Every time I take it out now it comes home with a thicker white coat of road grunge. Oh, and you should see my riding gear... I hope I'm never stranded out in the countryside because the deer and cattle would surely use me as a bigass salt lick. AN-Y-WAY, on to lighter stuff. We motored out to Hector's fave spot but I didn't let him out for a romp when we got there, as the crosswinds were very strong and cold on that road. He wouldn't have been able to hear his jingle ball, which is just as well because I'd forgotten to bring it along. There were large snowbanks on both sides of the road, too, so we couldn't even access the fields for walkies. Poor Hector was not happy when I told him to stay in the sidecar while I took this pic and he seemed downright annoyed when I fired up the rig and we drove off afterwards. The winds had blown some pretty wicked snowdrifts across some of the less traveled roads and I had some fun by using the sidecar as a battering ram to blast through the thicker parts of them. I was going at a pretty slow pace, around 15-20kmh, which was a good thing because I misjudged the breadth of one of the bigger ones. It was so densely packed that it stopped the sidecar in its tracks and spun the bike around face first into it. I managed to stay on the bike, but poor Hector (who was thankfully lying down at the time) slid way up into the nose of the hack with the force of the impact and had to wiggle his butt back again. I had the knobby rear tire on, so all that was needed was to put the rig in reverse and back out, although it did take a bit of body English and weight transfer over the rear wheel to accomplish this. Lesson learned, I avoided the thicker parts of the snowdrifts the rest of the way. We had to stick to the back roads as much as possible because all the main roads and highways were already under a few inches of slush and I didn't feel like having to endure another air filter cleaning session today. We eventually had no choice but to take HWY 2 back into town, so I kept the speed down to 80kmh and avoided the bigger puddles as best as I could. We took a short detour down Howe Island Ferry Road for the heck of it and stopped long enough for another photo. Damn, but the winds were really cold and biting coming off that big old St Lawrence River! After only 65km we'd both had enough and headed back to town, stopping at The Beer Store and the Pioneer gas station before returning to the warmth of the house.

Sun, 11 Feb 07: After much planning, designing and fabrication I finally finished the latest incarnation of the modified airbox on Friday. After a little over 100km of test riding - including an 85km jaunt through heavy snow and slush-filled roads today - I think I might have a winner on my hands. The basic design is good, but will need some tweaking as it sits too far away from the gas tank and the hose length running to the "T" fitting intrudes into my knee room, but otherwise it works pretty good. The airflow doesn't seem to be severely restricted and the carbs appear to be still running on the slightly lean side, but so far there's been no evidence of water getting onto or through the air filter. Here's a pic of the new setup. Hector and I took the rig for a pretty good workout today and the only problem we encountered was a bit of power loss at the top end under full-load conditions. We were heading into a strong 20kmh+ headwind and couldn't manage more than 75kmh up hills that would normally be taken at 80-85kmh. I suspect the problem might lie in the restrictions caused by the "T" fitting, as it narrows the airflow from 2" down to 1 "3/4" at that point. I think I might revisit the idea of making a plenum chamber in that area out of 3" diameter tubing, a sort of enlarged and widened "T" fitting that will allow for more air volume in the system. Anyway, I took Hector out to the ATV trail we'd visited earlier in the winter. We spent some time wandering about and ended up going for a long walk down the trail towards Blue Mountain. We only saw one snowmobile the whole time and he was nice enough to slow down as he went by us. I held on to Hector just to be safe, anyway. As he roared off towards the road I watched to see if he would notice the Ural parked off to the side in the field and 100m from the pavement and, yep, his head snapped over to the left as he passed by it. I like messing with people's minds. I decided to head down to the Rockport Lighthouse for a coffee and to let Hector get warmed up, as he seemed to be a bit chilled by the time we were ready to go. It was snowing heavily now, so I took the tonneau cover out of the trunk and wrapped it around him for extra insulation before we took off. That turned out to be a good idea, because by the time we got there it was covered in a thick blanket of snow. Had a heartbreaking moment as we passed through the hamlet of Escott on our way... my dreams of "Gummiente's Garage" have all come crashing down. The public school has been sold to a development company and they have a new sign on the lawn now. Well, it was a good dream while it lasted. We carried on to the Lighthouse and I had an opportunity to update my "Rare Scenes From Winter" pic from late '05 when I parked in front of a snowmobile that was out front. Great fun. Hector and I wandered inside and sat at the table in the back so as not to upset the other patrons (it IS a restaurant area, after all) but nobody seemed to mind. In fact, they all made a point to say something nice to Hector. I ordered a cheeseburger and chips with a French Vanilla cappuccino and asked for a separate hamburger patty for Hector. I love the owners of this place - not only does he bring out my platter, but there's a separate plate for Hector with a patty, some chips and a couple of pickle slices on it! Hector wasn't too happy about the pickles (they stuck to the floor and he couldn't lick them off), but the patty and chips disappeared in short order. With full bellies and warmed bodies, we headed back out for the final leg of the journey home. The crosswind coming off the St Lawrence was brutal and a couple times I felt it actually push the rig over to the right on the slushy, slippery roads. It faltered a bit but did not break traction and I was glad I'd put that knobby tire on a couple weeks back. We stopped at the Pioneer to top up the tank and as I was pumping the gas the cashier came out, shivering in the cold, with a Milk-Bone for Hector. That damn dog has all the luck.

Sun, 18 Feb 07: Finally got a chance to finish the assembly and testing of the modified airbox. It's still not perfect, but at least it's getting better with every try. I ended up making a plenum chamber out of square tubing and the bike seems to run better now with it in place. It was easier to start, too, but that might have been due to the tropical -7C daytime temp today. The airbox outlet spout was changed and the brackets shortened to tuck it in closer to the tank. It still interferes with my knee, but not as much as the last one did. An 85km jaunt through some of the messiest roads I could find (which is why Douk looks so dirty in the pics) didn't reveal any problems other than that same shortness of breath under full load conditions (ie: while riding up long, steep hills). I pulled the plugs when I got home and they seemed fine with no indications of running too lean or too rich, so I'll have to keep an eye on them for the next while just to make sure. I pulled the air filter out and while there was evidence of road spray inside the lower chamber of the airbox, the element itself was still clean and dry. So far, so good!

Tue, 20 Feb 07: After another fruitless search for Norbert on the way home from work today, I decided to list him as "Missing In Action" and called up his replacement to active duty. Despite the pain and grief of my loss, I did not cherish the thought of motoring about without the protection and peace of mind that a Global Positioning Duck provides. So after a rigorous selection process of three likely candidates ("ie: Eeenie, Meenie, Miney, Mo...") Norbert II was selected and christened in a private ceremony out in the garage this evening. He was baptised with a few drops of quality beer and read his Statement Of Duties in preparation for his inaugural voyage tomorrow morning. He has some big webbed feet to fill, but I have confidence he will quickly overcome the steep learning curve and carry on in the tradition of his predecessor. Norbert is gone; long live Norbert The Second!

Sat, 24 Mar 07: Spring has finally arrived here in Ontario and Douk can now look forward to a bit of rest, now that my Harley has rejoined it in the garage. The Ural fared better than I had originally thought, cosmetically speaking, from all the riding through salt-covered roads this past winter. There are many rust spots that need to be tended to and the rig needs a good washdown and thorough inspection, which will take place over the next week or so. I'll also be starting the Grackle paint job as well, bit by bit, with the hopes it will be completed before the CURD Rally in July. The Ural has been motoring along quite nicely, although the gas mileage has suffered a bit since the installation of the relocated airbox. I determined that the problem was partly due to a restriction in the 2-1 plenum chamber and partly because of too small a diameter of air hose from the airbox to the plenum chamber. I had made yet another version of the airbox and plenum a few weeks ago, but haven't had a chance to install it until this morning. And I think I've finally nailed the setup - this should be the final incarnation. The box and plenum are made out of stainless steel and the air hose increased to 2 1/2" ID Aeroduct CEET hose. This stuff is very flexible and tough, as it is used extensively in the aircraft industry. A bit pricey at $4 per foot, but worth it. The air filter has been changed to a smaller and more square unit (from a Camaro this time), but at 36 square inches of surface area it is still almost double the size of the stock round filter. And here's the pics... first one is the view from the front of the rig, showing the revised design of the airbox lid and spout. This pic shows the Aeroduct CEET hose in all its glory, as well as the rear-facing intake scoop on the bottom of the box. The hose doesn't interfere with my right knee as much as you'd think it would, it actually barely touches the inside of my leg when I'm sitting comfortably on the bike. I will at some point in the future, however, shorten the airbox mount brackets by an inch to bring it closer to the tank. This pic shows the new plenum chamber - and, yes, I realise now that the securing bands need to be tightened. Forgot to do that, what with all the excitement and self-congratulations for a job well done. Haven't taken the rig out for a ride yet, but I can tell there's already an improvement just from firing it up and listening to it idle. I may not have to mess with the jetting if the airflow has increased as much as I hope it has, I'll find out tomorrow morning. It's too rainy and cold today to attempt it.

Sun, 01 Apr 07: ...*sigh*... good news and bad news. Good news is the airbox works like a charm and the fuel mileage and performance are indeed back up where they should be. Bad news is that Douk is off the road again due to another malfunction. Had a nice ride with Hector today and dropped him off to go run some errands around town. All went well until a few blocks from home on the return trip when the ignition suddenly and mysteriously began cutting out. I made it to within 15ft of the garage when it finally quit altogether, so I rolled it inside and did some basic checks. The fuses behind the steering head were a bit corroded, so I cleaned them and applied some more silicone grease before replacing them. And the bike fired up right away, so I figured the problem was solved. So then I did an oil and filter change - went back to 20W50 seeing as how the weather is averaging 10C in the day and -5C overnight - and then treated him to his first complete wash job since last October. I fired him up afterwards to allow the motor to shake off and evaporate any leftover water droplets; he ran nice for a minute or so and then died. Wouldn't start no matter what I tried, so I started the troubleshooting process by pulling the left spark plug. It was nice and dry, so I went to remove the right side... and that's when I noticed a thin wisp of smoke coming out from underneath the seat on the right hand side. At first I dismissed it as some steam from the warm motor, but then I caught the unmistakable scent of burning wire and electronics. What was really worrisome was the fact that the ignition key was in the OFF position at the time, so I scrambled for a 10mm wrench to remove the positive side leads from the battery before a fire broke out. By the time I removed the leads, the wisp of smoke had grown into a pencil-sized column of stinky pollution but fortunately there was no other damage that I could see. I removed the right hand side cover, then the bolt that secured the likely culprits - the two relays hanging underneath the seat mount plate. One of them was obviously burnt, although the pic doesn't really show it that well. At first I thought that I must have shorted out the relay with the water from the hose during the washdown, but both relays were dry when I removed them. Besides, they're sealed units anyway. So I made a panic call to Ken Beach for a replacement, but in the mean time I'm going to trace all the wires as best as I can to make sure there are no other faults lying there waiting to mess me up.

Wed, 09 May 07: Whoa, long time no post, eh? My apologies to all the regular readers (there are more of you than I'd ever expected, that's for sure). First of all, the Ural is running like a top and is now at the 26,900km mark. The new alternator, coupling and relays were shipped to me shortly after my chat with Ken. My diagnosis was correct, the alternator was fried internally and it had taken out a relay with it. As soon as the new one was installed, all the problems disappeared. As of this writing, all the bike needs is an adjustment on the alternator coupling backlash setting to compensate for the wearing in of the new gear. Should be getting to that very soon, more on that in a minute. I had the honour a couple weeks ago of meeting Lutz Kottwitz, the Halifax Ural dealer, in person. He was on his Wolf and heading back home from Seattle, where he'd left the bike last year after an unfortunate accident at the dealer meeting. He happened to stop for the night at a motel in Brockville and, through one of his contacts back home, was able to get in touch with me for a meeting. I was on the afternoon shift that week, so he rode over to see me and show off his bike. It was the first time I'd seen one in person and I have to say that pics do not do the bike justice - his Wolf is one gorgeous machine! We made plans to meet for brekkie in the morning and I met him in the parking lot of the motel to lead him to a local restaurant. This guy is one dedicated Ural owner and whoever buys from him out on the east coast will be well taken care of; Lutz is the genuine article, folks. I used my spare time on the afternoon shift that week to make a new wheel truing stand and a new wheel balance stand to replace the ones I'd traded to Ken Beach for some parts. There are improvements to both of them, most notably the balance stand, which can be taken apart and transported with ease to oh, say, a CURD Rally. ;) Last week as I motored through town, I spotted an old friend of mine riding on what I call his "flying banana". It's an older Yamaha Virago hooked up to a rather unique sidecar that is much along the lines of an Equalean, only older. It has one wheel, located centrally under the hack body and employs an articulated linkage that allows the bike and sidecar to lean in corners - very interesting to watch! Today I'll be starting to get Douk ready for the cosmetic change to a "flat black and stainless steel" look. Last winter took it's toll in the form of rust and flaking paint, so I'm changing to a more easily maintained finish that, once it's finished, should look much like a Raven only more aggressive. The "Canadian Grackle". I will have lots if time to do this and things like alternator backlash adjustments because I was laid off last Friday and now have all kinds of free time on my hands. Things are not well in the contract pharmaceutical manufacturing world and because the company went from a $72M budget down to a $48M in the space of a few months, some adjustments had to be made. 49 other employees and myself were part of those adjustments in the form of a "temporary" 13-week layoff. I have my doubts the company will still be there in 13 weeks time, so I've launched a search for a new job. I don't plan to be unemployed for too long, but you can bet your bippy I'm going to enjoy the spring weather to its fullest. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a Harley that needs to stretch its legs and an Ural that needs a makeover...

Mon, 14 May 07: Went on a ride up to the town of Kemptville (approx 110km northeast of home) to meet up with two other Ural owners from my CURD group. Had a good time and the three Urals attracted a LOT of attention - story and pics here.

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