Well bike has been sat two days with a drip tray underneath. There is a thumbnail sized pool of blue oil in it...
Pump is still leaking.. Not much, but a single drip a day is too much. I hate oil leaks.
Plan B. I should have done this first. It is how I would have approached it if I saw the crack before putting it back together.
I have knocked all the epoxy putty off and removed the pump. It will be taken to work, the inners removed and the casing thoroughly degreased.
I have a bottle of thin viscosity superglue in my toolbox (useful for sticking flaps of skin back down when I lose a battle with a big bit of steel). I aim to rid the hairline crack of any trace of oil and fill it with superglue to seal it. I will then use a thin skin of epoxy putty or maybe even clearcoat applied by brush over the top to protect the cya from any future moisture.
If that fails, I will have to buy a secondhand pump for the casing and fit my innards into it.
It appears we have reached that depressing point in the build. The small stuff.
Rarely do the big lumps give problems. You fly through those whistling a merry tune.
It is the small stuff.
The carb, the coil, various small rubber parts that are after close scrutiny, perishing and need replacing. Not forgetting the bodges and feckups by previous owners. That special rubber grommet, spacer and bolt that was lost 40 years ago and replaced by a rusty roof bolt, square nut and repair washer sourced from a coffee can full of rusty widgets sat on a 1970s garage shelf.
That carb with the stripped thread. The replacement carb that will in all probability piss fuel out of the overflow on the first attempt to fill it.
The coil with the hard as a rock HT lead. The cheap unbranded points. New electrical gremlins that were working before.. The oil pump... The wrongly described and supplied aftermarket cables. Parts no longer available mean expensive gambles have to be taken sourcing genuine parts from other models that look the same.
At least nothing has been found to have been secured by woodscrews or bent nails on this build.. Yet.
We will overcome...
Pump is still leaking.. Not much, but a single drip a day is too much. I hate oil leaks.
Plan B. I should have done this first. It is how I would have approached it if I saw the crack before putting it back together.
I have knocked all the epoxy putty off and removed the pump. It will be taken to work, the inners removed and the casing thoroughly degreased.
I have a bottle of thin viscosity superglue in my toolbox (useful for sticking flaps of skin back down when I lose a battle with a big bit of steel). I aim to rid the hairline crack of any trace of oil and fill it with superglue to seal it. I will then use a thin skin of epoxy putty or maybe even clearcoat applied by brush over the top to protect the cya from any future moisture.
If that fails, I will have to buy a secondhand pump for the casing and fit my innards into it.
It appears we have reached that depressing point in the build. The small stuff.
Rarely do the big lumps give problems. You fly through those whistling a merry tune.
It is the small stuff.
The carb, the coil, various small rubber parts that are after close scrutiny, perishing and need replacing. Not forgetting the bodges and feckups by previous owners. That special rubber grommet, spacer and bolt that was lost 40 years ago and replaced by a rusty roof bolt, square nut and repair washer sourced from a coffee can full of rusty widgets sat on a 1970s garage shelf.
That carb with the stripped thread. The replacement carb that will in all probability piss fuel out of the overflow on the first attempt to fill it.
The coil with the hard as a rock HT lead. The cheap unbranded points. New electrical gremlins that were working before.. The oil pump... The wrongly described and supplied aftermarket cables. Parts no longer available mean expensive gambles have to be taken sourcing genuine parts from other models that look the same.
At least nothing has been found to have been secured by woodscrews or bent nails on this build.. Yet.
We will overcome...