Once a year we here in Melbourne, Oz, get the Friday off before the football (no, not soccer or gridiron, or rugby etc, something a bit different) Grand Final, so folks can gather in the city and watch the two teams being driven past in open cars so their fans can see them and wish them/plead with them, a great win. Personally I think the Monday after would be much better, so we could see a post Grand Final parade of the winning team with massive hangovers vomiting into the open cars, and being booed by the losing team's disgruntled supporters. Maybe they will, so I've taken Monday off as well, just in case.
But I digress. (I'd call it "the weave", but someone else has already used that excuse) Today Spotty and I did more trouble shooting on the K0. We fired it up, and it was clearly running on 3 cylinders, #3 pipe was as cold as ice. (One of my favourite songs, by "Foreigner", which of course I am to most of you who read this drivel) We pulled the plug, (again) and confirmed that it was wet with fuel, and was happily sparking. Spotty suggested a compression test, but sadly we couldn't get the compression tester screwed in (too much frame/horn etc in the way) so he kicked it over a couple of times and I could feel air coming out of the spark plug hole. (better than one cylinder in my Suzuki T500, which I'm guessing has a hole in one piston. Ooops, there I go again) Spotty then suggested dropping the float bowl and checking the jets weren't clogged? Great Idea, I removed the bowl which had plenty of fuel in it, a little bit of dirt, oh, and the main jet, and holder assembly. Well, that's yer problem.........
He suggested that I check the rest of the carbs, and sure enough, the main jets were all loose. Now I know that I should stop blaming the "Expert" carb rebuilder who I bought them from. Sure they were $1000 USD plus shipping, and sure, his ad said they were tested and ready to go straight on, but I know, I should have checked everything, like whether or not he'd installed the top gaskets (he hadn't) or whether he'd tightened the jets, (he hadn't) so they wouldn't fall into the float bowls and confuse the fcuk out of Spotty and I. Anyhoo, we reinstalled/tightened the jets, checked the pilot jets (they were all tight) turned the fuel back on and hit the button, and it ran great. Thank God. I took it for a ride around the block, and called it good. I rode over to the storage unit and Spotty followed me over to 1. Make sure I arrived, and 2. to give me a ride back to his place. It ran great.
Tomorrow, I'm gonna take it for a decent ride. Hopefully nothing else will fall off. (but I'll take my phone with me, just in case....)