STL Rocker, Sounds like you had just as much fun as i did!!
After rushing to get my 75 cb550k going after massive cosmetic surgery, 4:30 am rolls around on Friday night/Saturday morn.
I decided it wouldn't be finished. It idled OK, but driving was a whole nother story. Bogging down and no power. ( i put on 4-1 open pipe exhaust, k&n pods, and 115 main jets in freshly rebuild carbs). Woke up in the morning (noon) and decided i had over oiled the filters, and i should advance the ignition timing alittle. IT WORKED!!! Bike ran GREAT, Sounded GREAT!!! So at 1:30pm I was off to the Mod Vs. Rockers 2006!!!
The bike ran great all the way to the city (40 mile ride), argued with the GF about loosing her in traffic on the way, plus it was hot as balls with the damn leather jacket she made me wear.... Ran in the the portarican day parade, held up there for a hour...
Couldn't find Delilah's bar (where the rally was at) because i left the directions at work... i killed the bike in traffic in the city, then couldn't get ti started because the battery had died. ( had been fighting a charging problem...thought i had fixed it...Guess not)
After kicking the #$%* out of it, it finally started. I got the show and parked the damn thing.
Walked around looked at the bikes. Yay. argued with the GF some more, My dad showed up. He always manages to get me in good spirits
(note the sarcasm). Group ride was blast! I had never riddin in a large group of bikes before. It was amazing. We rode to the museum of Science and Industry for a group photo. On the way there the bike started to sputter, so i switched it to reserve and noted the milage. Asked a few folks if they thought I'd make it back, all were optimistic. So on the way back to the bar we are on I-94 north in chicago mayhem- traffic and the bike starts to sputter. OH #$%*!! I exit on the next exit to look/hope for a gas station. The bike dies and runsout of gas in some ghetto neighborhood like 2 blocks from a gas station. I push it there, gas up and then try to start the bike. I wont start. I kick and kick and kick and kick it. Finally it lights up. And Idles at like 5,000 Rpms! I figured it was just flooded and running rich and would settle down. BUT no. So here i am sitting at every traffic light in chicago on a bike with open pipes Idleing at 5K !!!!! So I'm so clever i decided to leave it in 1st gear and ride the brake and clutch to at least lower the rpms a little so i dint look like a F*ing idiot. (my clutch is old and needs replacement anyway) I finally made it back to the bar like 30min after every on else, Dehydrated, hot, drenched with sweat. Drank like 5 pintsglasses of water. then looked for the problem with this damn machine. TURNS OUT, either I forgot to tighten down the throttle adjustment bolts on each carb or they made their way loose, and fell off and the 3 out of 4 carbs were running way open! Sooooo I was off to find some 8mm metric nuts at 9pm ona Saturday night. Long story short(heh heh) after a 1 1/2 search i found them fixed the problem. tuned the cabs to ear. Got on the bike to go home and my GF tells me my tail light is not working, but my brake light is. NOW Its right around this time that i realize that my clutch is making funny noises and slipping quite badly. I want to take the interstate home because i dint want to stop at every traffic light, through the ghetto at 1 am on a bike that is for some reason idling AGAIN at 5k and on a slipping clutch for 40 miles. ARRRRRGGGG!!! stopped at a gas station to replace the tail light bulb, (of course that didn't fix the prob either).
I made it home going 45 mph in the right lane/ shoulder of the chicago expressways with no tail light, only to get home and my GF says, "your brake light stopped working just outside of the city too"
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I love my bike
