Wow,it's been a week already! Thanks for the nudge Scott. But as you know I was busy on Breech's cx cafe bike minutes after you left. And I'm already close to finishing up another job for Sinjin. But your right, it's time I brought this build up to date and to it's closing.
If some of you have followed some of my work and builds in the past you'll know I'm sure that I have made my share of mistakes. This project was no exception. After the show was over I took a break and did some spring cleaning around the shop and my 10'x20' shed. I won't bore you with pictures of that, but I did take two truck loads of crap to the dump. I now have more room in the shed for CX/GL parts.
During this time I couldn't get it out of my head that the inside of the tank was still bare metal. Even though it was perfectly clean I couldn't see not sealing it. after all this thing has to go another 30+ years. So I took a day off from cleaning and decided to seal the tank so it could dry before Scott came to pick it up. I rinsed out the inside with acetone to clean the metal again, set up the blankets and poured the sealer in. Now remember, I had just used the acetone and my hands were clean and dry. Very dry! I rotated the tank around for about 20 minutes to ensure it was all coated well inside. Satisfied with the coating I rolled it on it's side to set it on the floor. You guessed it, it slipped out of my hands and hit the floor at the top right corner. It dented in the hardest place there is to get a dent out. I'm sure the whole neighborhood heard me yelling too. Lots of choice words cussing myself out.
OK so now I have to fix this. Since the sealer was still wet I quickly got it all rinsed back out with acetone before it cured. fed up by it all I let it sit till the next day. I tried to push the dent out from the inside but it wasn't cooperating. So, out came the drill so I could use my dent pullers to pull it out. That worked pretty good but now I had to weld up the holes. So I set up the mig welder for that. Just as I hit the trigger I heard this hissing sound. Turns out there was a bit of sealer still in there somewhere that was putting off fumes still and the spark lit it up. The hissing sound was the flames shooting up through the filler AND out of the second hole just under the one I was trying to weld. Guess where my thumb was. Right over that hole. It torched a nice big hole in my thumb before I even knew what was happening. Now I'm getting pissed! So I throw down the welding gun and head into the house to get the ice pack. As I turn to walk I realized I still had my welding helmet on. I turned to set it down as I walked along. Damn! I wasn't watching where I was going and stepped on one of my sons matchbox cars. Of coarse this one has sharp edges and wing looking things sticking out of it. Yep, right into my foot it went. This was not turning out to be a good day AGAIN! Looking back though it was like a seen out of a comedy skit. But I wasn't laughing like you are right now. Yes you are, and I don't blame you. It's funny as hell if your outside looking in.
Here's the two offending holes.
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Needless to say I walked away from it for another day. All went as planned the third day finally. Got the body work done and primed so I could sand it down and spot in the paint the next day.
I got to thinking about it though. I wouldn't want to buy a restored bike that had a repaired paint job even though you wouldn't be able to tell it. SO, after all that work I got out the stripper and started over. Stripped it all down, glass beaded it again, redid all the body work and got it primed and ready for paint again.
I'm not going to bore you with all same details of painting the silver, the black strip and then the clear. You've seen all that previously. It was the same old thing again.
Next day I let the paint cure while I worked on another bike. The next morning I got up and started in on block sanding it for several hours getting it ready to buff out. 1000, 1500 and finally 2000 grit. I buffed out the top of the tank first, and wiped it down to see how it was looking. Wow, nice and sparkly. WHAT! SPARKLY? The black isn't supposed to be sparkly! DAMN IT AGAIN! Long story short, I found that somehow I had contaminated the cam of black paint with a very tiny amount of the silver flakes from the silver I had on the tank. Sooooo, I sanded down all the clear, went and bought another $200 worth or new paint and redid it AGAIN. This time I did a test panel for the black first to ensure nothing got contaminated. All was well this time trust me. There's no more antics to report thank goodness. Your already laughing hard enough as it is.
The worst part of all this was that every time I thought I was done I took the paint booth down, then had to put it all back together again.
OK, so the bike is done now. It's time to get it registered and ready for Scott to come pick it up. The day I took it to DMV they decided to change the rules where they were not allowed to climb up into my truck to verify the vin numbers. So after sitting there for an hour I decided to talk to a supervisor. That paid off well because she showed why she was in charge. She said hand me the paperwork. YOU climb into the truck and read off the numbers. I know you couldn't have memorized all them. What a smart lady. The best part was that she took me straight to her window and did all my DMV work without waiting for my # to be called. Right now your thinking it's going too smooth right. Yep. I was told a long time ago this bike wasn't in the system anymore. That makes it a lot cheaper and easier. Well the guy never turned in the paperwork telling DMV that it was off the road and going for parts. She found the bike in there computers still and the cost with all the fines was going to be $500 to put it back on the road. My head hit the counter. After she realized I had another $300 worth of stuff to take care of for my other vehicles she had me fill out a form that ended up taking the fines off and dropped the bike reg. to $250. It wasn't cheap either way but it was better than $500.
OK, were done and the bike is road worthy. So I went home and took it for a ride. NOW we have another problem! I LOVE THIS BIKE! Gotcha! OMG this thing rode nice. I was going to hate to see this one leave. All the mods and upgrades did better than I expected. Smooth ride and handling with the air assist forks, way better braking even if the pads and shoes had not seated in yet, lots of power with the fresh motor and ported heads, and the best of all was that on the freeway I wasn't reaching for another gear. The 650 clutch pack was awesome. The whole package had me falling in love with it. So again, just like I did with Joel's GL500I I built, I took this bike home and stayed off it till Scott came to get it. I think it had 42 miles on it when I was done. Not much but enough to know I liked it.
I decide this time to try and get some nice pictures of this one before it left for it's new home. With the color scheme I thought the black background would do it justice. I think they came out pretty good. Here she is.
Well the day finally came that Scott was driving 13+ hours one way to pick her up and take it home on a round trip red eye run. Here he is with the bike just before he loaded it onto his very nice trailer. He sure knows how to spoils a bike. He even had fur lined straps to strap the bike down with.
And as usual, the picture of another build leaving for it's new home.
Scott, it's been a pleasure building this bike for you and with you. Your choice of color and strip pattern made this a very nice combination. I've enjoyed to communication between us the entire time. I know she'll be taken good care of in the beginning of it's new second half of life. Ride safe my friend!
Now it's your turn to finish the story!