Since I last posted, I replaced the fuse with a modern bladed 15amp job. I feel better running this over the worn out and slightly cooked looking old fuse holder that I had on the bike. I also replaced the battery with one that cost about $100 more, and it made a hell of a difference.
I also had to do up a bracket for the turn signals and license plate. Yay! The bike is insured and registered now! So I finished up the turn signals, cranked up the bike, and climb on for a shake down ride! There were two older ladies in my neighborhood that flagged me down at the second stop sign I approached. They had seen me getting the bike ready while they were out for a walk. I thought they were going to yell at me for the racket I was making with it, but it turned out they were very interested in my bike! "What kind of bike is that?" "How old is it?" "How come it only has a seat for one?" "Why is it leaking like that?"
Huh? Why is it leaking like that?
I looked down and see it pouring gas all over the place. CRAP!!! I power it down, and get off and see the number three carb is just pouring fuel out off it. It looked like it was coming out of the drain, but it was hard to tell, as the velocity stack was also wet with fuel.
The bike ended up at a local shop once I figured out it wasn't something as simple as a stuck float. Seemed the float may have had a hole in it and it was replaced.
I've been very busy at work here recently. I recently went over to the training side of law enforcement, and now I'm working banker's hours, Monday through Friday. Time to work on the bike and ride it has been a bit hard to find.
Last Saturday and today, I've had an opportunity to ride it a little. Last Saturday, I had a good time running up and down the main street outside of my subdivision. Today, I took it out a little longer, to a friend's house about 5 miles away. I was just about back to my house when the bike stalled at an intersection, and I couldn't get it going again. When I was finaly able to get it into neutral, I got it out of the intersection and found I couldn't get it started still. The battery was just about cashed. I ended up kicking it back to life, and got it home. Right now, the battery is on the trickle charger (Battery Tender).
It feels more athletic than the Harley I was riding last summer. But damn, do your wrists ever get used to the crouched