Now, on first inspection, this bike was.... "Meh, hey, It's in better shape than the 750 was." After getting it home, I found that the bike is quite literally, rust free. Externally anyway.
I turned on the gas and gas poured out of the bottom of the bowls. Ok. Note to self, I need fuel lines.
A while ago, I was in need of a fuel line and a member "drew" quickly sent me a fuel line and 4 drain hoses, in "red". The other feed line is on the 750, but I hadn't used the drain hoses, since Elsa's* were still good.
I battered the fuel bowls with the easy end of the screwdriver and tried again. No more fuel.
Second note to self, my P.O.s version of carb work, is different than mine.
After about 30 minutes of heaving and yanking and hurting myself, I got the bike on it's center stand and laid down next to it to take further inventory.
The pipes are 4-2 and are CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN. Wow, no rust spots, no signs of grounding, grinding or bottoming out. Nice.
He told me it needed a battery, so I hooked it up to the trickle charger and quickly got the juices flowing. I checked the oil level and wires to make sure everything was connected and tried to start it. Hmm. Buttons kind broken for the starter. Bummer. also, the killswitch just spins around. After some fiddling, and two calls to spikeybike, i jumped the starter and the bike cranked pleasantly.
This was a relief because when I was kicking it, it felt weird. Like too easy to kick.
Ben* reminded me that it wasn't my 750 and probably just seemed easier because I was used to her.
*elsa - my first bike 77' cb750k
*Ben - the boyfriend