8 Ball In The Wind

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Well THAT Didnt Work!!

It's been about a week and a half since I swapped the tires on my rear wheel.  I have yet to be able to get the beads to set against the rim all the way around the wheel.

I have tried everything I can think of.  Even using a ratchet strap and compressor.  Finally got desperate enough to try using starting fluid inside the tire to pop the bead into place.  You can see below how well that worked.

As you can see, it didn't "pop" shit.  I guess I am just going to have to take it to my favorite Indy Bike Shop on Saturday when I head down there with a couple friends.  If you have any ideas how to get this sucker on there, I'm more than interested.  Going on two weeks being down is already driving me nuts.

Catch ya on the road sometime...

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Burn Baby Burn!!

With way less than legal tread on my rear tire, I knew its days were numbered.  When it developed a goose egg sized bubble on the sidewall after a 15 mile stretch of 80 mph 'plus' on the freeway coming home from a run to Vancouver, I knew it was time.  A friend had brought over and given me a nearly new 16 inch Bridgestone rear tire, and the stage was set.

I just couldn’t see simply swapping out the tires.  What fun would that have been?  So I decided to burn off the last of the tread on the tire.  If the bubble popped, all the better.  Either way, this Dunlop Wide White Wall was going up in smoke.

After putting out the word about what I was going to do, a couple of friends dropped by to enjoy the fun.  The first attempt was pitiful.  The only place I had available to do this was in my semi-enclosed carport “garage”.  The concrete slab was so smooth that when I locked up the front brake and let out the clutch, the bike just slid right across the floor.  Can’t smoke a tire that way.  So we stacked a couple bags of concrete against the front wheel.  I locked up the front brake, let out the clutch…and Gypsy just pushed the concrete across the floor like it was nothing.

We were just getting too much traction.  So I poured some rubbing alcohol on the tire.  Chris poured some more on the slab around the tire.  Then both T and Chris braced themselves between the concrete bags and a work bench.  The third time was the charm.  I was just too focused on making sure the bike didn’t roll forward that it was about 10 or 15 seconds before I looked down.  All I saw was a few wisps of bluish smoke.  I looked up at T and Chris disappointedly.  Only to see them both looking behind me and grinning.  I turned my head to look back behind me and saw a thick white wall of smoke boiling out into the alley and building up into the air.

Now we were cooking!!  I kept on the throttle, turning now and again to look back at the growing smoke cloud behind me.  I so wanted to pop that tire.  But, after about 40 seconds had gone by, the heat from the exhaust was beginning to get a bit uncomfortable.  I wanted to pop the tire, but not at the cost of thrashing Gypsy’s motor.  I just couldn’t afford any major problems with her just now.  So I eased off the throttle and pulled in the clutch.  After a couple seconds of smooth idling I shut down the bike, and walked around to check everything out.

The tread was gone, and the rubber was still bubbling where the tread had been.  Chunks of it were missing, and I knew it wouldn’t have been too much longer.  But it wasn’t worth the risk to me.  So I will just have to kill the next tire when it’s time comes.  By then, Gypsy will be about ready for a complete overhaul anyway.  Until then, I’ll just get her ready to ride to Chicago and back next summer.  Although, I am still not sure if I’ll replace the shocks or not.  Or if I’ll just strut her instead and find a cheap sprung solo seat.  I’ll figure something out by then, either way it'll be good.

Catch ya on the road sometime…

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Stubborn Tire

I pulled the rear wheel off my Gypsy Rose, then with a long screwdriver and pry bar got the old tire off.  The new tire went on without too much difficulty.  Except I am having a pain in the ass of a time getting the beads to close up to the rim.  I'll get it...just not tonight.  Heading off to bed, to get ready for a long work week.

Catch ya on the road sometime...

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Smokin Off My Tire

Just having a bit of fun with it before I change an old worn out tire for a new one.  A couple of my grandsons even came over to watch Papa smoke his tire.  Their mom said she could see the smoke a block and a half away.

Catch ya on the road sometime...

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Bubble Bubble Tire And Trouble

We had a great ride yesterday.  Even if things didn't go quite as planned, it was still a good time.  With the BBQ we rode about 100 miles down to attend running out of food before we even got there (may next time they'll figure on having more than 200 Burgers), we had to change plans on where to eat.  No drama, just shot up Old 99 to Billygans and chowed don on some great grub and good drinks.  

Afterwards we rode up through Longview and stopped at Castle Rock at The Past Time for a little something to wash the road dust from our throats.   Since one of the guys on the ride had a tire he was going to give me to replace the bald one I was running, he took a look at my tire to make sure it was the same size.  Afterwards he said at least the tire "hadn't started to bubble yet."

About an hour later, after running at 80 or better up the freeway and then about 60 down the back roads home, another friend of mine showed me the bubble on my rear tire after we parked at the Bucksnort Pub here in Morton.  The wife and I made it home safe, but I just shook my head thinking about that tire blowing going down the freeway at 80...with everyone else following behind us.  Chalk another one up for my watchful Angel.  I must be getting close to the limit of my share of luck.  Because I know I'm not bullet proof.

Catch ya on the road sometime...

Friday, October 5, 2012

Saturdays Run Route

Here is the basic route for Saturdays Sept/Oct. Birthday/Anniversary BBQ and Run from Morton to Vancouver and back.

Run Route

I am sure, there may be some deviation depending on if we start really getting behind schedule, or if we somehow get ahead of schedule.  Because I know damn well we won't be ON schedule after we leave Morton.  It just never seems to work out that way, and since I only wear a watch when I am at work, I doubt I will ever be right on schedule beyond start time.

If you can make the run tomorrow, great!  Even if it just means meeting up with us down in Vancouver for a face to face meeting!
Either way, or if you can't make it, have a great weekend anyway.

Catch ya on the road sometime...

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Sept/Oct. Birthday Run & Party

Getting things ready for the annual party for all our friends whose birthdays are in September and October.  Damn, there is a lot of you!!  Anyway, this year we are adding a bit of a twist to the party.  For those who ride, we're throwing in a couple hundred mile run down to Vancouver and back to help celebrate Columbia Motorcycles 68th birthday, and Robins 60th.  So we're riding down there, enjoying their BBQ, then heading back for our own BBQ and little bonfire.  Due to the EXTREME fire hazard in the area, I wont be having one of my famous bonfires, but a small one since there is a burn ban in effect.  So basically if the neighbors dont bitch, everything is a go!!

On the way down to Vancouver, one of the stops is the liquor store in Rainier, Oregon (strategically placed right off the bridge into Oregon) to get a few bottles of MUCH cheaper booze than in Washington.  Add to that what Apple Pie we still have, and I will bring down the shot ski, it may get 'drunk out' Saturday night.  It sounds like a real good time will be had.  It usually is!!

Catch ya on the road sometime...