murgle (Updated… so not as murgle)
May 20, 2008
This morning, my bike started making a horrible, horrible noise about 5 minutes from the office. I’m not exactly 100% sure what the problem is, but I’m sort of really, really tired of working in my bike. The exhaustion stems from this weekend when I tried to install my new racing carbs.
To put it lightly, the entire thing was a big fat fuck up. They wouldn’t fit on the rubber intakes, I messed up the cabling system, I have no idea if they are even jetted correctly, etc. I spent all Friday night and half of Saturday putting them on, and then taking them off and putting my old ones back on. Except I had to make a new cable system for my old carbs which took a while and was frustrating. However, because of the new cable system my throttle is much, much easier to use now. And I patched my exhaust so my bike sounds much better. Except for the horrible noise that just started today.
God damnit. Seriously. I enjoy working on my bikes, but not every damn night of every damn weekend. I’m about ready to give up and go buy a damn sedan. Kidding. But damnit.
So I’m going to wait to do my carbs until my Vespa is back on the road. I guess this puts my trip to SF on hold again? We’ll see what the problem is when I get it home tonight and wait 3 hours for the engine to cool down (you have to adjust the valve tappets when the engine is cold).
FREAKING INDIANA JONES TOMORROW, AT MIDNIGHT! I gots the tickets, I gots the excitement!
Mario Kart Wii is really fun.
UPDATE: I went out just out and checked my left cam cover on the points side (where the noise was coming from). I unscrewed it and a bolt had worked its way loose from the tappet connector, so the valve tappet was just sitting there flopping around wildly. I can’t adjust it here, but I did put it back on and guessed at where the adjustment should be. I’ll adjust this back at home and I should be set. I think a bad oil seal I have on that side must have leaked some oil onto an already loose bolt and it just worked its way off. Either than, or Russian sabotage.
Entry Filed under: Aww crap!, Dork Alert!, garbage sacks. .
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T | May 20, 2008 at 9:35 am
Call your Father……he will help……
Love ya
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Robert | May 20, 2008 at 11:05 am
Dad amazes me on what he can recall on these 35 year old bikes. I hope I can do that, except when I’m his age the bike will 70 years old!
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alex | May 20, 2008 at 12:30 pm
Genius of the res-to-ration…
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Robert | May 20, 2008 at 12:50 pm
Aid in our resus-ci-tation!
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Sis | May 20, 2008 at 1:31 pm
You need a mo-ped like Grandpa Ellings. That way when all goes to Hell you can peddle like crazy to get home.
(oh the visual I get in my head is more than I can handle. I am dying of laughter at your expense , Sorry. But you can’t help but remember, T trying to get up the hill on that thing. Her scrawny thin legs going a hundred miles hour to get that thing going. )
That has made my weird day better.
Good luck trying to keep your screws tight. That’s such a bitch when your screws are loose.
Heather.
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melissalion | May 20, 2008 at 1:35 pm
Hey, send me a picture of the carbs and I can totally tell what’s up…wait…no I’m lying.
That’s really cool that your dad can help.
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Dave | May 20, 2008 at 5:27 pm
Nazis… I hate these guys.
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Kiala | May 20, 2008 at 8:47 pm
Indian JONES.
I am so excited.
I am sorry about your carbs and the fucked upness.
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T | May 21, 2008 at 8:19 am
Speaking of that dreaded mo-ped….I think that is one of my most embarrassing moments. Trying like hell to go up that hill as the Perrazzo’s were going down. I can still picture there faces as they were laughing at me. You think Nazis and Russians are bad, try Oregon rednecks!
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Robert | May 21, 2008 at 9:38 am
I wish that moped was still around! We could do a reenactment!
I’ll find one and bring it up with me!
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Sis | May 21, 2008 at 1:28 pm
I would laugh so I hard that I would pee my pants.