Hey guys,
I rode my Norton today !
So it was only around the block, then around the block and over the bridge and around the block again. Not a big deal ~ but this has been a 5 year project, something of a non-running joke!
In the spirit of Labour Day, I laboured all day. I bent the exhaust to clear the pattern kick lever, turned up a second foot peg, drilled out and tapped the footrest (PO welded them), drained the sump and tightened the steering head bearings. Ok, the warm up is over.
I installed a pair of fresh Autolites, filled the virgin tank with premium and laced up my steel toes. I then proceeded to I jumped on the bike for 10 minutes before I decided that some troubleshooting was in order. I knew the "five-year rebuild, two-kick start" was a bit of a stretch but everyone's gotta dream.
Ok, solved the no-spark issue, had attached the white Boyer to a dead white & blue ... three kicks later and I get some response - two more and it is alive! Rich and rough, but running. A thing of beauty.
Progress is interrupted by a dinner date.
I arrive back at 10. I make the wiring change permanent and continue to jump up and down on the like a 2 year old denied ice-cream. The bike starts again, "Seems like a good time for a ride" I thinks to myself.
As I pull up to the driveway, I am wondering to myself, " Hmm, this seems really shaky, almost tractor like, almost like that Buell Blast I rode last year.... I'll have to get my Norton buddy to take it for a spin and get his opinion... " After I top up the oil I notice that the right high tension lead is dangling in the breeze - seems I took my maiden ride on one cylinder (I blame the Vindaloo).... Ok ~ slap the cap on and blast around the empty silent streets. Ahh, this is good, this I like.
Too good it seems, bike dies at the stop sign on the hill. I work my right leg into the consistency of a cooked noodle. Hmm, what is the problem. I walk a few paces away to take a breather, in the dim light of the street light I see the petcock is horizontal... OFF. (I blame the Chicken Korma.) - now around the block again, over the bridge and around the block, whoohooo - it's alive! No puddles or other nasties, oil returning to the tank, electrics work, clutch works, gearbox smooth, front brake works - what more can I ask for, a seat maybe?
Just had to share my joy with those who understand! See you on the road!
Phil
I rode my Norton today !
So it was only around the block, then around the block and over the bridge and around the block again. Not a big deal ~ but this has been a 5 year project, something of a non-running joke!
In the spirit of Labour Day, I laboured all day. I bent the exhaust to clear the pattern kick lever, turned up a second foot peg, drilled out and tapped the footrest (PO welded them), drained the sump and tightened the steering head bearings. Ok, the warm up is over.
I installed a pair of fresh Autolites, filled the virgin tank with premium and laced up my steel toes. I then proceeded to I jumped on the bike for 10 minutes before I decided that some troubleshooting was in order. I knew the "five-year rebuild, two-kick start" was a bit of a stretch but everyone's gotta dream.
Ok, solved the no-spark issue, had attached the white Boyer to a dead white & blue ... three kicks later and I get some response - two more and it is alive! Rich and rough, but running. A thing of beauty.
Progress is interrupted by a dinner date.
I arrive back at 10. I make the wiring change permanent and continue to jump up and down on the like a 2 year old denied ice-cream. The bike starts again, "Seems like a good time for a ride" I thinks to myself.
As I pull up to the driveway, I am wondering to myself, " Hmm, this seems really shaky, almost tractor like, almost like that Buell Blast I rode last year.... I'll have to get my Norton buddy to take it for a spin and get his opinion... " After I top up the oil I notice that the right high tension lead is dangling in the breeze - seems I took my maiden ride on one cylinder (I blame the Vindaloo).... Ok ~ slap the cap on and blast around the empty silent streets. Ahh, this is good, this I like.
Too good it seems, bike dies at the stop sign on the hill. I work my right leg into the consistency of a cooked noodle. Hmm, what is the problem. I walk a few paces away to take a breather, in the dim light of the street light I see the petcock is horizontal... OFF. (I blame the Chicken Korma.) - now around the block again, over the bridge and around the block, whoohooo - it's alive! No puddles or other nasties, oil returning to the tank, electrics work, clutch works, gearbox smooth, front brake works - what more can I ask for, a seat maybe?
Just had to share my joy with those who understand! See you on the road!
Phil