How'd it go today?

[davidwyby]

@Burnham progress on the bike is paused as I research and source a quality carb rebuild and fuel pump. Searching google is like filling a shot glass from Niagra Falls. Lots of $20 Chinese trash, and the actual Honda parts seem to be unobtanium. Maybe I shoulda bought a damned Harley after all...lolz

Homie in Kingman might know

 

[davidwyby]

This sums up my day

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A fitting end to a miserable day or should I dare say , icing on the cake. Forcing an ass crack of dawn hail Marry run to the parts store an hour round trip away. To quote Charlie Brown “Oh, good grief!”

A bunch of those came off my trailer tire yesterday. One nearly slapped my arm as it whizzed by.

 

[Nutball]

@Burnham progress on the bike is paused as I research and source a quality carb rebuild and fuel pump. Searching google is like filling a shot glass from Niagra Falls. Lots of $20 Chinese trash, and the actual Honda parts seem to be unobtanium. Maybe I shoulda bought a damned Harley after all...lolz

I wonder if you can make your own parts if you buy the right materials?

 

[Cobleskill]

I bought a Yamaha Big Bear recently. It had sat around. Carb did not look bad, so I cleaned it up and it would fire but not run. Rebuild kit, no run. Bought a cheap chinese. Same exact problem. I got thinking maybe it is not a carb problem. It had good spark and good fuel flow. Big money for a Mikuni. Hate to throw parts at a problem. Not that it was big money for another cheapie.

The cheap carb I bought had pretty good reviews. Hunted through what was available and found a highly recommended carb and they would go above and beyond if it was no good. About double the price, but still cheap. Ran great right out of the box.

2 carbs were still way cheaper than a Mikuni. Those Chinese are good copiers. Hard to believe both carbs had the same symptoms.

 

[Cobleskill]

No, mine was a pre-Jeep Jeep . Like this...

Willys Jeep Station Wagon - Wikipedia

en.wikipedia.org

My bud brought one of those back from Texas in the late 70s. He bought it from a small airport that had used it to tow planes and carry tools. Nice and solid. He kept it a few years and sold it to a friend. Have not seen it around recently.

 

[flushcut]

I'm guessing it's bad location made monitoring it hard or impossible therefore it was allowed to run past its normal lifespan and shit the bed at the worst possible time. Which machine?

S800tx mini. You can only see four inches of the belt under the hood. Getting it on the crank should be fun. Not to mention I volunteered to help spread 100+ yards of chips at my girls school.

 

[davidwyby]

I once hauled a minivan and oldish bmw away from the house of a friend of my grandfather’s with a Willy’s wagon as payment. Only problem was it had been parked next to the grass for years and the sprinklers rusted one side all out. I got it running and drove it around a bit. A guy talked me out of it for $500 and I heard he sold it in San Diego for triple the $.


I was gonna junk the BMV but one of our parts guys got it running and drove it a few years until the computer failed IIRC.

When my mom’s family was young, they were traveling in a Willys wagon, and a dog ran out in front of it. My grandpa knew he couldn’t avoid it and not wreck, so he nailed it. The rest of the family wasn’t happy with him.

 

[flushcut]

Got’er dun!

 

[cory]

🐗 🦍

How bad was it?

 

[Dave Shepard]

Worked on my manlift this afternoon. The last nice weather for about six months. Big mess. If I can make it work, then both cables will need to be replaced.

 

[SkwerI]

When I was 7 years old I spent the summer with my grandfather. He lived in Connecticut and had a summer house in Maine. We went up there for 2 weeks before his wife could join us so we got to do a bunch of man things. One of which was riding around in his WWII army Jeep through the woods, running over trees and splashing through mud puddles. One day after stopping to pick blackberries we went down this path between two rows of trees. It was muddy and halfway through he stopped and said he was stuck. He wanted me to get out and push! So of course I did, and when he hit the gas he covered me with mud.
Later we drove over a couple trees and other manly crazy stuff before heading back to the house. When we pulled up, he didn't stop in front of the garage but instead swung the wheel uphill and pulled the parking brake, stopping on the other side of the front yard. I later learned he had ripped a brake line off driving over a tree and I got to help him fix it.
I loved that man like no one else in my life. My biggest regret is that my father wouldn't let me go to his funeral when he passed away a year later. I will never forgive him for that.