As always, my quip, my standard line is, "wait for winter...that's when all maintenance/repair will happen. It breaks, I push it into the corner and ride something else."
My final day of riding in Wyoming was just a bit too much for the old '96 KLR. Starting out that morning in the Snowy Mountains, I had a bunch of gravel (and less) National Forest roads to explore. Mid-morning after a very casual and relaxed start to the day, I hadn't ridden very far when I noticed the bike feeling a bit funny. It wasn't long and funny turned to squirelly. Looking down at the rear while still in motion, nothing seemed drastically wrong. In between funny and squirrelly, I stopped and looked, not really noticing something but then suddenly, it all changed at once.
Just as I've already shared with my close associates, squirrelly turned to "9 inch pogo stick." The seal had let go on the monoshock and I would soon be hoping for some Dramamine in my tank bag. Pavement riding was bad enough, but getting back there from my gravel trail was turning downright uncomfortable. Squat, tire break loose, up, squat, tire break loose, up....and repeat.
So once I got back to camp, the bike went onto the trailer and some planned History Part 2 stops were being planned on my way back to the Midwest.
Once home, unloaded and "....pushed into the corner...."
Between the shock and my cooling issues on the Kawasaki, it was easy to give it a rest. It wasn't like I lacked being able to ride something else. The more I thought about it, the more it bothered me and finally tackling the problem seemed like less trouble than procrastination. Into the shop and up on the lift.
Here's the nasty old thing....
Shock has been sent away for a rebuild with new spring. Other things are being adjusted, cleaned, replaced, etc. etc.
After working on the dirty old KlR in the shop I walked out into the garage and looking over the other machines there, noted various colors, hues, bright and dull. I suddenly realized that brighter, possibly something in more pastel tones was missing.
This one has taken care of that. From this point forward, it shall be called My Little Jewel. Possibly a threat to the Hyosung, these two will be separated in the garage from one another to avoid trouble when I'm not watching. New chain, axle adjusters, an SAE cord, Ram ball, some Velcro stickum for my Timex that moves from bike to bike....I think this one will be ready for the Slimey Crud Run in a couple of weeks.
So, with these repair and maintenance operations being executed, it would appear that in one (and only one) metric, winter has arrived early in the valley. In every other way, there's a lot more road to explore this fall and you can count on us doing our very best to get that accomplished. After all, there's a pie chart that's getting filled.