I changed my fork oil, washed and waxed and took the old girl to a car and motorcycle show. It was literally a couple of blocks from my house, so I had the wife follow me and take me back to the house so I could get a classic car I had cleaned up/waxed about three weeks prior. The Tiger puked fork oil on me and all over the gas tank on the way to the show, so I wiped everything off the tank, but my shirt didn't look too good. It was very hot but found a little shade to get out of the sun.
The Tiger won first in class, and my '55 Chevy got the top show award. All in all a good day. Now I need to drain and refill my forks and tighten things a little better, although the top nuts feel pretty tight. Guess I'll use a bigger wrench.
The Tiger won first in class, and my '55 Chevy got the top show award. All in all a good day. Now I need to drain and refill my forks and tighten things a little better, although the top nuts feel pretty tight. Guess I'll use a bigger wrench.