Tuesday, June 5, 2012

The day has come.

There will never be another day again in my life that I will have heard my Dad's 59 run again for the first time. After several long weeks in the garage trying to figure out what wasn't quite right, talking to everyone I could to get their ideas, I knew I was doing everything right. I had faith in the motor that was built and the assembly Noot and Pat did. I watched like a hawk and took the thing apart countless times in the last few weeks. Read the manual cover to cover...drank beers and stared at it. I did it all right. I cornered the issue down to an intermitent spark. Soemtimes it would spark when I would pull the plugs and test them on the heads, sometimes they wouldnt. It would have spark when I kicked it and shot fire balls from everwhere. Sometimes it didn't. I talked to Rudy Calin and told him my issue only to hear that there have been some bad coils coming from Fairbanks-Morse as he still buys direct stock, no chinese shit. He said he has had a few come back recently. I grabbed the mag that I picked up for Pat for all his help and dropped it in tonight. Retimed it, checked twice and then checked twice more. Read the manual again. This has got to be the time, something just felt like it had to go. Prime kick. Prime kick. A little prayer. Gas on. Choke on. Kick one. Pop. Kick two...bigger pop. Come on girl nobody around just me and you. Compression stroke and stood on it. WE HAVE LIFTOFF! If you have built a bike from the ground up that sound is both exhilerating and scary as hell at the same time. I let off the throttle and she idled down just perfectly. Blap, Blap, Blap, Blap, Blap. Looking around to hear no major noises and still nobody around to bask in the moment with. I let it idle for about a minute and 30 seconds. Shut her down. Blown away by what just happened, I had to call my old man and tell him the news, hearing him just laugh and laugh on the other end, I will probably never forget it. Changed the plugs and fired it up again. Took her for the maiden voyage down the block and back. Let it idle for about 20 seconds after the ride and shut her down. Checked her over and all looks pretty good. Need to go over the bugs as I find them but...all in all cant say I have had too many better days, other then the day I got her back. Thanks to everyone that has helped me out and for all the advice. Life is good.

8 comments:

WhitelinePsycho said...

Fanatstic, looks gorgeous and clearly goes the same, stoked for you.

Hux said...

AWESOME!

Noot said...

Give Pat the other magneto . . .

JB said...

I might just do that, this one is has a nice patina chrome job on it. Noot can you get me one of those key hole tumbler plugs?

Mr. G said...

HOLY SHIT JORDASCHE!! CONGRATS... I cannot wait until its my turn to kick my big fucker over. The pressure has been on me since I left MN. You work hard, so you must enjoy your rewards!

JB said...

It was a damn good feeling when she came to life. Choppers, man they will kick you in the balls. Kickin in front of all my buddies to no luck. All by myself and third kick...bang! I have watched that 6 over clip about 100 times.

pat said...

Very proud of you. You stuck with it and did a nice job!

Knucklenutz said...

Congrats Jordan ! Now after the de-bug, get your Pa over for the trip of his life.