The bloke who writes this has spent the weekend doing other stuff so he’s asked me to do a quick update on his behalf.
You might remember me. I spent four months traveling from my home in Tiaro, Queensland to some bloody cold place with a pom who’s restoring an old bike. I had many great adventures on my way including spending some time in a Russian prison and trying to find buried spitfires in Malaysia. Now I’m here and I’ve been sitting on a shelf in a shed for ages. Strewth but it’s cold. I did think about trying to get a job in a bar somewhere whilst I’m waiting to be used but frankly the place is full of rugger fans and it can be a bit scary when you’re only 60cm long. Oh, I’ve been ordered not to mention the cricket. I’ll just say, Ha.
Before I go on, I need to tell you to go and read Tom’s blog. Tom is based back home down under, believe it or not he’s just round the corner from where I came from (I think) and he’s also restoring a CT125 (along with about a million other bikes). You can find his blog by clicking here. Tom has a whole bunch of bits in his shed that the bloke here would love to get his hands on given half the chance.
I’ve been telling Robby that he needs to tidy up the shed. Honestly it is such a mess. There’s oil all over the floor and there’s not room to swing a cat, not even that mangy three legged thing that creeps in every now and then. I “borrowed” his phone to take a snap of his “nice and tidy” workbench. I ask you.
Does that look like any sort of place to rebuild an engine? I think he’s a bit worried that he won’t be able to tell the bits of XL engine from the bits of CT engine that he’s got lying around the place in little plastic bags. That will teach him to label things properly.
He’s been trying to clean up the engine casings before rebuilding them. I keep saying “Mate, you want to strip that gearbox down and get all those bits of metal out of it before you try cleaning the outside” but he’s more keen on making the bloody thing shiny than he is on making sure that the inside is sound. There’s a couple of bearings in there that he should be changing as well but I don’t think he’s going to bother. Remember it was me who told you about them when it all goes wrong in a few months time.
Speaking of going wrong. He’s been driving around with some of the electrics for the bike in his car for the last week. Lord knows why. I reckon he thinks that new bloody car is going to fix them for him. I know that car is a bit fancy but I don’t reckon it can handle a soldering iron. I tell you, he thinks that the bike is going to be up and running and on the road in time for spring. Ask him which year though. That’s a different story.
I better go. It”s getting dark and it’s a tricky trip back to the shed for me. I did have a nice cozy spot in a bedroom but for some reason I wasn’t allowed to stay there. The hospitality here isn’t really what I expected it to be at all. Not like that nice yurt I stayed at in Tibet.
Take care folks. I’ll make sure that normal service is resumed soon.