I rode the western highway to Ballan and then took the Ballan/Geelong road to through the brisbane ranges on my way to steves. In between Ballan and Anakie was the filthiest!! And the bike didn't like it one little bit. She started to run real rough as guts while it was just sort of cruising but noticed that it cleaned itself up when the revs came up and the bike was under load. Normally i wouldn't mind dropping a gear to put a little power down and up the revs but in the thick fog this was not an option.
The fog cleared after Anakie and some more relaxed riding was to follow. Also with the better conditions came a better running bike so i can only assume that i may have been suffering from the dreaded "curse of the carby freeze."
I eventually arrived at my destination to find steve had the covers off the bike and everything was ready to get started. I was then informed the fridge was full and there was a free bed, so after making a phone call to my wife (with steve continually repeating 'i'm keeping him' in the background) we began work.
After removing the housing there was some evidence of something loose thats scraped the clutch spring plate. The culprit was never found!!
Here the spring bolts are starting to get removed
Removal and then replacement of friction plates
Here is steve removing the oil filter AGAIN after everything was put back together and a rogue washer was found leftover in the oil tray. There was a fair bit of finger pointing and shit stirring to follow.
