Many years ago, before I got a real job, I was paid to be a reporter at a midsized West Texas newspaper. Although I normally covered courts, I was "asked" to do some stories about the city council election. As candidates for city council normally go, the people offering themselves for public service were something less than impressive. I told my editor I was going to run for the council myself because I already knew my campaign slogan. I asked for a donation so I could it put up billboards all over town:
"I know the problem - and I want to be part of it."
My editor was not good at hiding his sense of humor. He stared at me grim faced and ordered me from his office. He thought, at the time, that it was funny to suggest I never return. I could tell he thought it was funny by the way he screamed it.
Anyway, that's just a roundabout way of not getting to the point.
I kinda like Dragon's suggestion that I shoot some propane around the carb boot on no. 1, which faithful readers know was alone among my quartet of cylinders unfamiliar with low-rev fire. Being somewhat averse to running down the street screaming and aflame - although I'm convinced I could pull that off in a really cool way - I instead opted for B-12.
After I started the CD of Tibetan healing chants that I downloaded from the internet, I started the bike and let it idle. I sprayed the B-12.
What's that? No. 1? It fired! The idle smoothed. The header got hot.
I wept.
My brand new no. 1 carb boot is so drafty, in fact, that after about 20 seconds of spraying and crying I managed to flood it out.
I'm Irish. We cry. Deal with it.
A Ford thermostat gasket (thanks, John) and perhaps some high-temp gasket sealer and I believe I'll have a ride.
If I'd had to reprogram the TCI I likely would have figured it out weeks ago. It's the simple things that baffle me.
Patrick
"I know the problem - and I want to be part of it."
My editor was not good at hiding his sense of humor. He stared at me grim faced and ordered me from his office. He thought, at the time, that it was funny to suggest I never return. I could tell he thought it was funny by the way he screamed it.
Anyway, that's just a roundabout way of not getting to the point.
I kinda like Dragon's suggestion that I shoot some propane around the carb boot on no. 1, which faithful readers know was alone among my quartet of cylinders unfamiliar with low-rev fire. Being somewhat averse to running down the street screaming and aflame - although I'm convinced I could pull that off in a really cool way - I instead opted for B-12.
After I started the CD of Tibetan healing chants that I downloaded from the internet, I started the bike and let it idle. I sprayed the B-12.
What's that? No. 1? It fired! The idle smoothed. The header got hot.
I wept.
My brand new no. 1 carb boot is so drafty, in fact, that after about 20 seconds of spraying and crying I managed to flood it out.
I'm Irish. We cry. Deal with it.
A Ford thermostat gasket (thanks, John) and perhaps some high-temp gasket sealer and I believe I'll have a ride.
If I'd had to reprogram the TCI I likely would have figured it out weeks ago. It's the simple things that baffle me.
Patrick
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