{"id":81,"date":"2018-07-12T02:53:12","date_gmt":"2018-07-12T02:53:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/?p=81"},"modified":"2022-12-05T12:12:22","modified_gmt":"2022-12-05T20:12:22","slug":"welcome-to-the-show","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/2018\/07\/12\/welcome-to-the-show\/","title":{"rendered":"Welcome to the Show"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019ve been so busy with home-nesting projects my motorcycles have succumbed to time\u2019s crumbling embrace. I parked the ZRX1100 Kawasaki after the carburetors clogged up and it began running on three cylinders. Since it has been sitting a few years naturally the brake pistons seized. Followed by fluid leaking out of the calipers. Followed by me robbing the battery to start the generator that powers the nest. In any event, it needed tires, a chain and sprockets and the throttle cable repaired. So the big green Eddie Lawson lookalike has suffered the indignity of being dragged across the countryside on a two-hundred-dollar Harbor Freight trailer.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-86\" src=\"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_0630-782.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"782\" height=\"548\" srcset=\"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_0630-782.jpg 782w, https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_0630-782-300x210.jpg 300w, https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_0630-782-768x538.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 984px) 61vw, (max-width: 1362px) 45vw, 600px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Even worse, the mini bike my pops built for me when I was a wee lad is on the injured reserve list. Forty-eight years idle, Mini has untold issues although the Briggs and Stratton engine still turns over. I\u2019ve lost a few critical, hand-made parts and since the Old Man has shuffled off I\u2019ll have to re-make the stuff myself. It\u2019s not easy handling such a precious thing. The mini is lousy with my father\u2019s engineering and artistic skills. The welds and frame geometry are a direct, tangible link to happy times working together in the garage.<\/p>\n<p>The 1965 Honda 50cc went under water in one of Florida\u2019s many hurricanes so I took it apart and threw everything into boxes and plastic tubs. It\u2019s been apart so long the tubs have crystalized into the finest, most fragile parts bins in existence. The slightest touch turns them to dust. Dry, chalky plastic oxide mingles with 4mm JIC screws and yellowed wings. The sheet-metal swing arm rusted completely in half so I\u2019ll have to rig something in aluminum to secure the rear wheel to the frame and lower shock eyes. I do have a good engine for the Honda: a fire breathing 140cc Lifan clone that clears the front fender by a quarter-inch.<\/p>\n<p>The newest dead-bike I own is a Husqvarna. On the last, long-ish motorcycle ride I took to Big Bend Park way down in south Texas the Husqvarna SMR510 lost its clutch release. Bit by bit, little by little the clutch action faded away until finally pulling the clutch lever had no effect on events. The headlight also broke off but on a dirt bike that\u2019s hardly worth mentioning. We were doing some trail riding down there and the Husky did ok shifting motocross style. Starting out was the main problem as you had to push the thing, jump on, and pop it into first. The bike would either stall or roar off on a wheelie. On the ride home I would circle the backfield waiting for traffic lights to change. Sorry, everyone in El Paso.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-87\" src=\"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_2098-782.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"782\" height=\"535\" srcset=\"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_2098-782.jpg 782w, https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_2098-782-300x205.jpg 300w, https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/IMG_2098-782-768x525.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 984px) 61vw, (max-width: 1362px) 45vw, 600px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>At least the Z1 Kawasaki never ran for me. I bought it from the owner of the property we now live on. I had to get it out of there because things were disappearing and I felt someone was going to pilfer the Z before I could. The Z needs all sorts of stuff but I get the feeling this bike will be a keeper. The lines are so clean and simple compared to modern bikes. It sits damn near perfect, doesn\u2019t feel heavy and I know from following David Howell through the Everglades, Z\u2019s do well in the dirt.<\/p>\n<p>Which leaves us with the only motorcycle I own that works: a 360cc, 1971 Yamaha RT1B. Fondly known as Godzilla to dirt riders far and wide, the old Yamaha just keeps popping along. Analog everything, smoky, noisy, sweating petroleum from every pore, this is the bike that will not die. Even with me maintaining it.<\/p>\n<p>Everything around us is constantly falling apart. Even the Great Pyramid in Egypt will be a sand dune one day. I just hope that when it finally falls to the ground replacement parts will still be available on Ebay.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019ve been so busy with home-nesting projects my motorcycles have succumbed to time\u2019s crumbling embrace. I parked the ZRX1100 Kawasaki after the carburetors clogged up and it began running on three cylinders. Since it has been sitting a few years naturally the brake pistons seized. Followed by fluid leaking out of the calipers. Followed by &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/2018\/07\/12\/welcome-to-the-show\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Welcome to the Show&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-81","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=81"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20105,"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81\/revisions\/20105"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=81"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=81"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/exhaustnotes.us\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=81"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}