It's Sunday afternoon here in Oz as I type this, but as sad as I am that I have to work tomorrow, I had a great weekend. I took my BMW K100RS in for a "Roadworthy Inspection" so I can get my club "Red Plate", and it flew thru the inspection with no issues. The tester let me borrow his "Trade Plate" for the weekend, so I took the BM for a decent ride up to Kinglake, and had a pint of Bulmers cider and a bite to eat.
Today I decided to fire my old Yamaha FJ1200 up and take it for a ride too. Sadly I've neglected it recently, so it's battery was struggling a tad, and when it fired up it was only running on #1 and 4. Poop. I removed the tank and cleaned #2 and 3 plugs, and it ran on all 4. I replaced the tank and sidecovers etc, (after replacing the fuel line, it was in a shat state) and it'd run on all fours, then miss and fart, like it couldn't decide whether it wanted to be a 900cc three, or a 1200cc four.
There was nothing for it but to take it for a ride and hope that I could blow the cobwebs out. For the first 15 or so miles to Kalkallo it was fairly awful, but after I filled it with fresh fuel and took it up my "special road" and gave it the berries it suddenly caught on all 4, and took off like a rocket! Fcuk me, before I knew it, it was doing 230 KPH (143 MPH) and was still pulling, before my underpants begged me to slow down!
I rode it up to Kinglake for lunch, but the Harley boys had taken over the Kinglake pub, so I had a pie and a coffee at the bakery instead. All up I did over 100 miles on each bike, and it was a great opportunity to compare one bike to the other. Sadly, as much as the BMW is probably the prettier of the two, the Yamaha's 130 BHP grunt factory of an engine wins hands down. Cheers, Terry.