Thanks David, and yes, Spotty can be cruel, but probably quite accurate. Face is going well, Last night I went to watch a boxing tournament with my son (the boxer in the family) and I thought what an opportunity this would present for someone to rearrange my face if I was to say the wrong thing, or look at someone the wrong way, so I spent much of the night looking at my feet............
Anyhoo, having survived that, today was ride day, woohoo! I've decided that "Ride Day" beats the arse out of "stay home and work on the bike day", of which I've spent so many days this year. To be fair, at least half of them have been sh1t weather anyway, Victoria is Australia's second coldest state in winter, just behind Tasmania, so between June and August it's miserable, but only when compared to other Aussie states, compared to the US, Canada, or Europe, it's still very good riding weather, but the older and skinnier I get, I'm really not enjoying winter at all, I need to do some sort of deal with Mick in Darwin, where I can somehow spend some time in the winter camped in his palatial garage with a hammock strung between a couple of his old CB750 project bikes. Maybe I could help with one of his builds, between rides?
But back to reality for a moment. The weather was a magnificent 82 deg F, so I raced out to the garage, quickly adjusted the slack out of the chain (see my previous post as to why) and kicked it in the guts. As usual, it fired up on the second kick, and idled away happily, with the oil pressure gauge reading 70 - 80 psi. I donned my old Marlon Brando Jacket that I bought in 1992, which is way too big for me now, even though I was a handsome special forces warrior when I bought it, it's hard to believe I've gone from a 7XL down to a Large, in fact last night I was wearing one of my son's medium windcheater, fcuking unreal. I rolled the old Swamp Rat ("Christine") thru the gates, wound the odometer bacck from 28 (how far I got last time) to zero, and took off.
The 17T front sprocket did give it a little more pep, and wasn't annoying at 60 MPH, ticking over at around 4500 RPM. I did accidentally get it up to the ton, even though I wasn't intending to, I just had a bit of a downhill run after overtaking a slow moving "Sunday Driver", and just held that throttle on a little too long. Oh well, no harm done. I stopped at my usual photo site to take the standard pic that I do with every bike.
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Terry Prendergast, on Flickr
I did a quick walk around, and the only thing that pissed me off was the light oil on the top fin, which tells me that the cam cover is still weeping. Only a tiny amount of oil, but annoying, just the same. I don't think it's the gasket, I think it's probably one of the rocker inspection ports, but they're stuck tight, so I might have to just swap the cam cover, fcuk it. I took off again, and it just hummed along, the brakes worked well (still sh1t compared to a modern bike, but predictable, so good enough if not riding at stupid speeds) and instead of taking the short route, I kept heading north, and rode to Broadford.
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Terry Prendergast, on Flickr
Still going well, but you may have noticed the pool of fuel underneath. I remembered that it happened on my Bitsa bike (same carbs) the day I rode it over for it's roadworthy inspection, and I pulled the carbs apart, to no avail. This time it was coming out so fast that I almost ran out of fuel. As I coasted into the gas station I switched the petcock to "off", and when I popped the cap I heard a vacuum "whoosh", so maybe the cap breather is blocked, and the heat caused the fuel to expand, forcing it into the carbs? Who knows, but after the stop at the servo, no more fuel leak? Interesting......
I got home, parked it, found a Ginger Joe and pulled up a chair in the shade to stare at it. It was then that I noticed that the right rear blinker lens had disappeared? Bugger. Oh well, no biggie, I've got plenty of spares, but it was odd, how did both screws loosen themselves like that? It's an X File. I checked the odometer, I did 93 miles, so the 28 mile jinx has been broken. More soon.
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Terry Prendergast, on Flickr