After reading about em going better with air in the tyres I checked em 8 and 12
Pumped to 25 and 32 and top speed went from 80 kph to off the dial on a slight downhill.
I thought I better change the oil too, so I did, and checked the spark plug which looked ok.
Rode over the mountain was slowish up at 40-50 kph bit fantastic on the way down.
Tonight I thought I'll ride to Kingscliff, on the freeway as I know I can hit 100 kph the speed limit.
Was flying along the motorway and thought I better stop to fuel up as I'd coved nearly 100 kms that's 300 kms in the last 3 days...great.
Slowing for the turnoff lane for the BP I glanced in my mirror, huge cloud of smoke behind me!
Turned my head to look over my right shoulder and in the headlight bean of the following truck I could see lots of smoke!
I pulled into the BP servo, and positively filled up with fuel, noting the oil dripping out profusely from underneath.
The truck that had also stopped for fuel pulled up the driver walked over and said it looked like I'd dropped s ring the way it started smoking, I reckon he's right
Anyway ten kicks later after paying for 3 litres of fuel the bike fired up! I threw it into gear and headed to the roundabout to turn for home, no point pushing on to Kingscliff with a stuffed engine.
Wishful thinking has me heading for home with clouds of smoke behind me.
My speed drops to 80 kph then 70 then 60 then it picks up s little to 70 just before the Tugun tunnel.
Suddenly the back wheel is locked and skidding to a halt
Then as it got slower it freed up and I rolled to a stop near the top of an offramp.
Rang the GF who owns the bike and broke the news to her, now I sit at the roadside waiting for her to finish work and come pick me up, could be an hour so I'm writing this.
I'm in an emergency stopping Bay a out a kilometer past the tunnel having pushed the bike to here.
Sitting here quite a few bikes have passed but none stop to see what's wrong, times change hey.
Anyway it don't matter, maybe a truck or a ute will stop, if it does it does and we can throw the bike in the back if it
It's about 5 miles home I suppose, I've thought of pushing the rest of the way but no. Sanity prevails I'll wait for Ali to come here in her little Hyundai Lantra station wagon and we will see if the C90 fits in the back of it.
So I'm contemplating pulling the barrel piston and head off other c90 the first one we bought the one I honed and put new rings and gaskets in.
Well either swap all the good bits, or it might be easier to just swap engines...
So here I wait,
The C90s fate. .
It was running so well before it blew too.......
Guess they always do.. .... .... ....