what STUPID thing did you do with your yamaha today?

Why let a little Snow stop you?

 

Ummm.... because ankles cost $15,000 (each) ?

 

^what he said^
If you need to duck walk the bike as much as that person on the video had to on turns and starts . . . . I'm gonna make the call that 4 wheels are better than two. Just sayin'.

 

I rode for two hours. You are now probably asking, "what's stupid about that?"
I only planned on riding for one hour. Just a short shakedown run after replacing throttle shaft seals and changing out the messed-up #4 carb body.
Everything was going wonderfully; smooth running engine, pulling hard from idle on up to redline without any signs of fuel issues.
I get back into town and stop to pick up a refreshment and snack when I notice this.



Now you're probably asking what that is. Well, it's the hidy-hole that my Primus fuel bottle normally resides in.
And that is what turned a one-hour ride into a two-hour ride, with a retracing of my route to hopefully find the missing passenger.
No bueno.
She is lost for good

And that brings me to the stupid part.
In my zeal to take advantage of a warm day (45ºF woo hoo!) I neglect to do my usual pre-ride check. If I had followed procedure, I would have found the loose cap and not lost the bottle.

 

Sad feeling when you loose something precious. Have to admit I had to google it, cause to me Primus means, Jerry Was A Race Car Driver ( ).
Or a beer. (https://www.beeradvocate.com/beer/profile/725/7682/)


I like the pvc holder, care to share the design/ mounting details?

 

Ummm. Wynona....
Their cover of NIB,
And...

 

Saw Primus a few years back... kinda weird, not the best I ever saw...

 

It's been at least a decade since I saw them . . . . it was weird back then!
This is interesting http://theclaypoollennondelirium.com/
They have a video of The Court of the Crimson King that is rather nice.


Dang- there I go veering off course again in the wrong forum, I'm gonna blame the homemade Irish Cream that my wife made.

 

They used to open with Les Claypool saying, "Hello. We're Primus and we suck."

 

Ok this is kinda funny. So I haven't rode in a while. Life gets in the way sometimes of the important work that needs to be done.

Got my (nice) spare caliper on. I've been wanting to change it out for a while now. Brake still need bleeding. Got that done. New battery. The old one was four years old and would hold a charge. Got that on. Took the air filter out for a shot of carb cleaner to help her start. Shes been sitting. I had the bike running at the end of August. This one's new to me tho and the tags say '09. The PO could never get it running correctly. The fuel levels were way off. Got that taken care of.

Got the bike running, warm up, and took off. As I was only going around the block a few time I noticed the bike didn't want to idle. I thought to myself what's wrong now???? Then I remembered... I never put the air filter back on. Haha

 

^^^Exited we were as yoda might say lol

 

Omg I've done it again 2 more xj's, 100$ each my wife gave me another dirty look.
1980 650 Maxim with a Seca engine
1993 750 Maxim black engine (makes a nice engine for my 650 Seca )
These will probably be parts bikes let me know if anyone needs any parts. Bikes are not complete, no exhaust or body panels but lots of other bits and pieces

 

thats because wives/GF think that he who dies with the most toys is just dead, and they are stuck cleaning out the garage.

 

Oh, I hope NOT!!

 

Stupid Lesson I learned.

While my bike is in storage and feeling the itch (lotramin not needed), I started looking at an 82 Virago and I fell in love with the v twin. I want... scratch that I must find a 82 xv750! After going home yesterday, with the budget and parts listed out of possibilities I was determined to say Honey! I am buying a new bike to build. While actually talking to the wife she laughs at me and says no. I ask why ?as if I am 12 yr old and i am reminded we need to pay 6k for a new roof.

Stupidity level: 100%

Lesson learned: never tell the wife, just do it.

 

Hummmm:
Down South we express it another way:

Sometimes it's better to beg forgiveness than ask permission...


Cheers!