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Thought I'd do a good deed and finally install the GT sway-bar I got from The Great Pumpkin Tony a while ago (obviously).
Done it with a bit of MacGyverin' but it's UP in there now. *yay*
...except now the clutch slave has given up and out. Puked fluid and died. "NO problemo" says self. Just happen to have another on the shelf. With a rebuild kit. Honed that puppy and put the cup and boot in it. Front-end jacked BACK up in the air, slide under th' beast with tools to the ready. The durn'd flex-line will NOT be undone from the slave... rounded off the flats with a line wrench. *grumble* *grumble* *grumble*
Conclude the session with throwin' weasel pee on the chassis fitting side in hopes THAT will come apart without the gland nut twisting the Bundy pipe and causing me to chase this issue all the way to the master cylinder. Figger'd I would CUT the basty nastard and have another made up at a local hydraulics shop. We have a nifty Ma & Pa place a mile away, they have done our lines for decades. And for us it's a "While-U-Wait" service. great folk.
This has now gone since Monday, BTW. We're in the 4 PM rain-on-schedule time of year, my J.O.B. ties me up usually from 9 AM to 2 or 3 PM. Today bein' Friday I thought I better get me wagon in gear and down to the hosepipe maker... then said to self: Check yer OWN inventory first, Bubba. Dug thru multiple boxes and shelves, found brake flex-lines, a spare front end rebound bumper, assorted shiny-pretties. Clutch flex-line? "No joy." Then the light went on: checked the top compartment of the toolbox... ~LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A WINNER!!!~ Tomorrow morning the deed will commence.
...and to attain Castrol brake fluid I drove around half the county on Monday, stopping every place I could remember seeing it. NOBODY had it, some even laughed at me. Had to go to the local Harley shop and ORDER it... a case or nothing. I now have a lifetime supply. *sigh*
Done it with a bit of MacGyverin' but it's UP in there now. *yay*
...except now the clutch slave has given up and out. Puked fluid and died. "NO problemo" says self. Just happen to have another on the shelf. With a rebuild kit. Honed that puppy and put the cup and boot in it. Front-end jacked BACK up in the air, slide under th' beast with tools to the ready. The durn'd flex-line will NOT be undone from the slave... rounded off the flats with a line wrench. *grumble* *grumble* *grumble*
Conclude the session with throwin' weasel pee on the chassis fitting side in hopes THAT will come apart without the gland nut twisting the Bundy pipe and causing me to chase this issue all the way to the master cylinder. Figger'd I would CUT the basty nastard and have another made up at a local hydraulics shop. We have a nifty Ma & Pa place a mile away, they have done our lines for decades. And for us it's a "While-U-Wait" service. great folk.
This has now gone since Monday, BTW. We're in the 4 PM rain-on-schedule time of year, my J.O.B. ties me up usually from 9 AM to 2 or 3 PM. Today bein' Friday I thought I better get me wagon in gear and down to the hosepipe maker... then said to self: Check yer OWN inventory first, Bubba. Dug thru multiple boxes and shelves, found brake flex-lines, a spare front end rebound bumper, assorted shiny-pretties. Clutch flex-line? "No joy." Then the light went on: checked the top compartment of the toolbox... ~LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A WINNER!!!~ Tomorrow morning the deed will commence.
...and to attain Castrol brake fluid I drove around half the county on Monday, stopping every place I could remember seeing it. NOBODY had it, some even laughed at me. Had to go to the local Harley shop and ORDER it... a case or nothing. I now have a lifetime supply. *sigh*