It’s been a good week, really. I ordered the new parts for the Honda, found a little more minor damage, and in general it looks as if the bike will be back on form without too much stress.
The bike, that is. My foot and ankle are still a bit secondhand.
Even then, nothing’s broken, so I’m counting myself lucky.
The KLR heads off to Melbourne this week, and I was lucky enough to have Craig Murcott spend some time on the bike on Friday. He sure can makes things go right that would have me almost in tears of frustration. Marty HC had a day off from his new job, so he I and sat there and watched Craig do the work. We could tell Craig appreciated our moral support.
The main job was to fit a new dash I’d bought as a kit.
It looked really easy in the ‘how-to’ video Craig and I watched on-line, but, as I expected, in real life it turned into a ghastly, scary nightmare with parts not fitting where they were supposed to and nuts and bolts going missing or not looking like the ones in the diagram. Craig doesn’t put much faith in the supplied parts anyway, apparently. He fitted a heap of bits and pieces I didn’t even know existed, and gently coaxed everything into position. He didn’t swear once that I heard. Marty and I were swearing our heads off and pointing out all sorts of problems from our perches on various bike stands and oil drums.
Still, it all worked out okay, and as always with Craig Murcott, the result is fairly spectacular and way above expectation.
Alongside fitting the dash was the fitting of the GPS mount and power supply. I was guaranteed to get it at some kind of weird angle and go through half-a-dozen fuses. Craig calmly measured, squinted through one eye, checked a couple of times, put a spot of solder here and there, and the job was done.
The result is fantastic.
I also had some suspension linkages to raise the rear. Fitting suspension components doesn’t scare me, but Craig said while we had the bike on the stand we may as well fit them, so off we went.
Those frigging bolts felt like they were welded in place! Fair dinkum! I could never have got the bloody things out.
Craig, as usual, sized up the situation, fired up the compressor, rattled off the seized nuts and we were good to go in about 10 minutes.
Those familiar with the KLR will see the extra ground clearance clearly in the pic, and that’s what I was trying to achieve. The standard bike is just a tad low in technical going. Now the bike’s starting to feel really good. I can’t wait to ride it, but that won’t be until it comes back from Melbourne.
It’ll be something to look forward to.
Time to cheer for The Doctor – even though he qualified in fifteenth.