We've had a crap day that has turned out really well.
The primary chain just got worse and worse. Bits were falling / vibrating off the bike - really! It got so bad that it broke a bracket, flapped and rubbed through the chaincase. The chain was riding up the clutch sprocket about half a tooth.
When i tried to adjust it, it looked fine until it was under load, then it tightened up and almost brought the bike to a standstill.
i bought a new chain in Broken Hill, but had to travel the 500km from Cobar, knowing it was stuffed.
What we did was to slipstream. I was able to sit close behind Simon and the VH on low throttle and low load on the chain.
New chain = different bike.
We were able to slipstream a road train for a fair bit of the way this afternoon (whee!) and have got to Olary.
Today was old speedway day. The motorbike shop where I bought the chain turned out to be be owned by the bloke who bought my first speedway sidecar - and he still has it. The pub we're at - carefully chosen by fading light - is owned by a "swinger" (passenger) who raced speedway with Simon and I in the early '90's. photo's on the wall and all.
It's a bit sad. Tonight is the last night of metho cooked rice and beans. Apparently we're using about 1 1/2 litres of red a day.. This'll probably have to slow down as well..
Back to work and a normal life...
'51,'56 Squares, '48 VH, '27 Model C, R67/2, Mk IV Le Mans, '06 Super Duke and Ariel projects.