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So I took the Beast in to PJ's today. It was rather cold out, and I didn't have the ganas to set the idle and balance the carbs before I left. Mostly because that would mean that I would have to get the bike up to operating temperature before getting my hands dirty.
It was fairly cold when I rode over, below freezing in any case. And the bike was fine on the freeway, and the only time I was the least bit concerned was pulling in to PJ's driveway over the ice in the gutter. And it was slick as snot back behind the service bay.
Eventually, Roomie pulled up and I retrieved the pit stand (now adjusted to fit the bike more properly). Looking at the bike, Mike and I agreed that it deserves a frame up restoration, paint, rewire, and the whole bit. Guess I'll be saving my pennies for a little while.
I tasked Jeff with three repairs
Whenever I get the word that those three things are done, I'll swap out the F1 for the 851 and leave it there for its biannual oil and belt change. I love that thing too much to let the maintenance ever fall too far behind. Belts and oil are tasks that I really ought to be performing myself, and I mean to get up the ganas to do them in the garage in the next year or so. Adjusting the valves is yet another matter.
Posted by Underblog at December 27, 2008 5:55 PM
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