Dear diary: I started this rebuild thread on May 21st 2008 and it's been one step forward two steps back for most of it.
Today I finally got some payback
, after getting the front brakes to bleed out finally I couldn't see any good reason why the bike would fail me on the open road so I determined yesterday that today would be "Hoon day".
Last time I took her out I ran outa gas, my fault entirely but it reminded me that if she breaks down I'm gonna be a long way from home and up to now I didn't quite trust the old girl.
So pulled her out of the shed and fired her up (battery sounded a bit low) then went back inside to don armour.
I cautiously wheeled out of my drive and rode sedately through the suburbs until I hit a straight back road....and then I gave her a fist full....not that brave really as the road is dead straight for about 3 miles but there was a nasty cross wind.
Happy that she would do at least 80mph I tootled around to the shopping centre where my partner "Jaffa" works at a gas station.
But wouldn't ya know it, the bike was going so well I just didn't want to stop so soon so I continued on out into the country and dropped into the Wharerangi Cemetery to visit my late sister and brother (they would both have got a serious kick outa seeing me all decked out in Police riding gear and the bike all lights and sirens ha ha).
After that I thought a wee romp up a short highway to get some high speed riding ( she does a nice 70mph but I'm still toeing around looking for 6th gear!) then around the harbour and up the coast a little.
Boy racers (do you get those in the states?) slowed right down on seeing the bike, people checked their seat belts again and many studied there speedos to ensure they were doing the legal speed he he
Then I called around to see my son just in case he was home, patrol car there so parked behind it (damn, photo opportunity of the day and I let it go) and we had a quick visit until he got called to an accident.
This is where the bike refused to start, but I had a feeling the battery was down so I scooted her along in 2nd pooped the clutch and wheelstood down the road, ah the rush ha ha, damn I'm old.
Then still not wanting to put the bike away as she was behaving so well I did a quick drive-by of our house and rocked on out to see Jaffa.
I just sooooo enjoyed today's blast, the more I rode, the more confident I became in the old girl.
I found that by grabbing a nice big slice of throttle between gears she responded really well and climbed hill like a goat!
Have battery on charge, thought my front brake cylinder was leaking again but by following the fluid trail I found it is actually coming from the forks and dribbling down, note to self new fork seals at some stage.
So tomorrow dear diary I'm gonna stretch my legs a bit more, hey I'm on leave for one more day!