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Discussion in 'Airheads' started by planktonnn, Aug 25, 2009.
The Standard One on arrival ...
Looks like she was an RS or RT in her former life.
Ladies & Gentlemen, please be upstanding & raise your glasses to my dead crankshaft & conrod.
A moment of silence..................................
OK, time's up... where are the pics?????
Gulp...is ...it ...gonna be....really gory and all?
Ah, without a doubt the finest explosion ever seen on American TV!
Ouch, and my condolences. I did the same thing to my R75/6 at the track a few years ago. Very impressive noises, though................
I awoke from a strange & vivid dream to find an offering placed before me. A large can of WD40. It wasn't there when I saw the kids off on day trips to various destinations early this morning, and it wasn't there when I sat down to 'rest my eyes' for a brief moment. But when I woke some 3 hrs later, there it was, and as reality gradually un-blurred my head, sort of, the blue & yellow can with the little red lid made some slight sense out of my dream. A tall man had been taking the piss out of me about running out of WD40, there were flashing lights, and I had felt somehow violated, criticised for not already being in the Refurbishment Workshop*'
Could I make an entire career out of degreasing?
We started today by marking & pulling the clutch & flywheel. The friction plate will need to be replaced of course, but I think we have a pile of them in The Stores Department (my shed). The input & output plates seem no worse than any I've seen before, but theyll need a scrub up & measure before they go back on. Not sure about the spring plate, but therell be one in the shed.
For some reason I was inordinately praised for my de-greasing skills, which sort of freaked me out & made me see myself as a little bit OCD The whole bell-housing inner was sort of baked with oily treacle, though it seems to have been deposited (perhaps misted?*) over a long period of time rather than as a burst or dripping leak, and the coverage pattern of the oil didn't point toward any particular single source and none of it seems to be on any of the plates. Theres no obvious or visible deterioration of the rear seal, but then you wouldn't need to see it for it to be a problem I guess. We may swap the seal out while were in there anyway? I think well probably take up bpeckms suggestion and swap out the o ring on the oil pump cover, which makes sense while we can get to it, and I guess we need to have a look in there anyway, or at least re-torque the bolts.
Its been suggested by my local Dave** that my big-end death on the other boxer (which Ill describe when I get appropriate pics) may have been a result of oil pump failure***, so it cant hurt to check this one, unless we break something in the process of checking its not broken, which I usually do.
Today though was a very un-breaky day, and we displayed a level of Oh, hang on, leave it a bit which I must say gasted my flabber to the utmost degree. The forward engine mount rod was well stuck in the right frame lug, and while normally we might have belted the fucker with mighty lug hammers forged from the finest Heavytanium (it was suggested) we took the what they say in the magazines style approach of penetrating fluid (if only I had some WD40!?!) & time, followed by a bit more time, then heat & banging followed by heat/bash/heat/bash until it came out, almost rather too quickly in the end, flying into my co-renovators lap****. Having doused his trousers with a sample of our finest fire extinguisher and had the lovely Matron apply ointment (liberally), we were able to lean & lift the block out & chuck it back & forth to each other in a playful game of Whos wearing sandals & got a bad elbow?. I was briefly reminded of the work of Mel Brooks
If the front mount rod had gone in with copper grease or similar it might never have stuck? But we have adopted what I think is the opening of the Hippocratic Oath as a motto for my hammer - First do no harm - and it seems to have worked. This shows the great strength of working in pairs or groups. Its far too humiliating to flip out when theres someone else about, pummelling the petrol tank with the closest tool to hand, which in this case is a hammer conveniently already in the hand. Of course this new not beating the project to scrap in a frustrated rage based system relies on you not both flipping at the same time. If you find you are both smashing the bike with hammers, stop.
* It may come from the breather pipe, which doesn't always get reconnected to the T piece on these later Rs?
** All bike mechanics of a certain Oh yes boy, they did that on the 1959 model type are called Dave. We have conducted extensive research and have proof, keep up
*** I dont run an oil pressure light. I still may not.
**** Who is this mysterious oily handed man?
The Spares Department...
The remains of the right pot big end shells on DMW i.e. the black one in the last post, rather than the 80RT we're playing with. The big ends in the rod & and the journal are simlar but worse, and the advice so far is to junk the crank/rod. The cheapest option is to grab another block from somewhere, like, hmmm, I don't know, the one we took out today? Do you think he'd notice?
I prefer to think of it as 'The Shedquarters'. Granted, it doesn't rise from a volcano, although I orignally had thoughts of buying two & burrowing one under the surface, laying the other on top, and fitting a Stannah chairlift/bat pole/spiral staircase or some such dastardly mechanism. Most days I could quite happily permenantly seal it from the inside. Or have it transported to the uninhabited Russian steppes, or the ass end of the US wilderness etc.
Havin seen the state of the bell house on that bike, u hav done a splendid job cleaning it.
My shinyboydudley influences hav rubbed of on u
Just a shame no ones going to see it once its all back together
No one see's the Queens asshole, but she keeps it clean
Well, one would hope so anyway. The old monarchs used to have an underling* to do that for them. Now there's a suggestion I didn't get from my careers consultant. Do you have to be qualified? I'm looking for a job, I guess :eek1
Of course it won't be like that on My Island.
Today I did not touch either of the bikes, except of course to swap the engine from 'The Std 1' into my 'DMW'. He won't notice, maybe?
Major Terence Rism Esq. (Rtd.)
* Quite literally, I guess?
By the way, I do hope you haven't rubbed anything off on me.
Ya know... there are certain things in life that no matter how long you live, you don't ever, EVER, expect to hear or think about.
Please direct your attention to exhibit A.
The prosecution rests your honor.
That being said, this is one of the more entertaining threads I've read in awhile.
And good form for putting footnotes in, properly tracked and all by asterisks.
& oil pump?
* and build the rest of the 'text' around them
* I write the asterisk footnotes 1st