Interesting beast, this. Cobbled together from several years of 350 parts, the owners brought it to me to hammer out the final details. Rebuilt master cylinder and caliper, replaced chain and sprockets, rebuilt forks, full tune up, cleaned and set up carbs, replaced cracked top triple clamp. Who knew a CB500T tank could fit so well on a 350? I, again, wish I was more cognizant of taking photos before and during work performed, but the phone that takes the pics also provides the jams that power work performed. So there. (?) Suffice to say this lil' bugger now screams the 20+ mile round trip from Folly Beach to downtown Charleston several times a week.
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Too Late To Not Ride Coat Tails Now, I Suppose...
Seems I've been forced into updating this thing. Further seems trying to maintain a level of anonymity for my (for real) rock star landlords may be at an end, but a nod is in order. I'll give it a go: left to right surnames rhyme with "Bent" and "Burst", which also used to describe the CB500T ("Brown Thunder") they own pictured at left. When purchased a couple years ago, I got it running and safe and soon after split Charleston to chase a dream. When I returned that bike had fallen in disrepair 'cause they are constantly out chasing theirs on the road. In the brief periods of the band whose third word rhymes with "Hope"'s down time this summer we've made it a reliable runner. And got to be friends. They provided me with a place to turn wrenches on these old beasts, and I'm grateful for both.
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