hppants
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Fred - your "17 ft pd all around" method seems logical to me and that's what I plan to go with.
For the record, what was found in my oil on Sunday was not black or grey dust, not diluted "splooge", and not brass (if there is any in the pumpkin). It is magnetic, shiny, and flakey metal. I am assuming that it is bearing metal. Either a race, cage, or roller(s) got too hot and the friction started flaking the metal off.
We might as well learn something - after I'm done with it, if my abilities and my tools will allow, I'll disassemble the grenade and post any pictures of what I find. Further, I'll gladly keep the grenade and offer any useful parts to anyone that needs them.
G-squared: Interesting research, thanks. I think I'll just remember to tighten the drain plugs and not worry about carrying a spare. I may forget other things, but if I live to be 100, I don't think I will ever forget to tighten (or torque) any drain plug ever again.
As many others suggest, I maybe able to just led it ride. It might go like it is for 200,000 miles (instead of its designed 500,000 life span). But I know myself and my paranoid tendencies. I'm just not willing to lather myself up over this anymore. This is why I'm fixing it now. A used pumpkin would be absolutely fine (and much cheaper). But it's a new bike - I bought it because I like all of the refinements over my former Gen I. But I also bought it because I want a few years of not worrying about mechanical issues. Just take care of regular maintenance, and ride. My gen I was in great shape, and may last many years for its new owner without any problems. But at 62,000 miles, it's chances of issues are exponentially higher than my brand new bike. If my brand new bike is 99.5% brand new, then in my mind, I still have to be concerned about the 0.5% that isn't. The chain is only as strong as the weakest link. Now in my mind, if I'm going to lather myself up over anything, then I'd just as soon have kept the old bike, saved myself a ton of money, and lathered myself up over EVERYTHING. So I'm going to pour money on this and make myself feel better.
The paranoia that I'm describing is not rational. These things are metal, inanimate, and can be rationalized like everything else, especially coming from an educated man with 40 years experience holding wrenches (hard though that may be to believe). And in reality, it's not really anything close to that bad for me. However to an extent, I freely admit that it's real. But the point of the motorcycle adventure is to enjoy the time and the miles TOGETHER. If I can't do that, why take the chance on getting killed with it? I'll just take up golf and move on.
I'm not trying to convince any of you that my way is best. Nor am I scolding any of you for thinking your way. I guess I'm just venting a little with my keyboard. The difference between being 25 and 50 is that a 25 year old thinks he is invincible and can truly guide the world where he thinks it should go. A 50 year old knows from his experiences that he is fallible, and accepts the world for what it is.
For the record, what was found in my oil on Sunday was not black or grey dust, not diluted "splooge", and not brass (if there is any in the pumpkin). It is magnetic, shiny, and flakey metal. I am assuming that it is bearing metal. Either a race, cage, or roller(s) got too hot and the friction started flaking the metal off.
We might as well learn something - after I'm done with it, if my abilities and my tools will allow, I'll disassemble the grenade and post any pictures of what I find. Further, I'll gladly keep the grenade and offer any useful parts to anyone that needs them.
G-squared: Interesting research, thanks. I think I'll just remember to tighten the drain plugs and not worry about carrying a spare. I may forget other things, but if I live to be 100, I don't think I will ever forget to tighten (or torque) any drain plug ever again.
As many others suggest, I maybe able to just led it ride. It might go like it is for 200,000 miles (instead of its designed 500,000 life span). But I know myself and my paranoid tendencies. I'm just not willing to lather myself up over this anymore. This is why I'm fixing it now. A used pumpkin would be absolutely fine (and much cheaper). But it's a new bike - I bought it because I like all of the refinements over my former Gen I. But I also bought it because I want a few years of not worrying about mechanical issues. Just take care of regular maintenance, and ride. My gen I was in great shape, and may last many years for its new owner without any problems. But at 62,000 miles, it's chances of issues are exponentially higher than my brand new bike. If my brand new bike is 99.5% brand new, then in my mind, I still have to be concerned about the 0.5% that isn't. The chain is only as strong as the weakest link. Now in my mind, if I'm going to lather myself up over anything, then I'd just as soon have kept the old bike, saved myself a ton of money, and lathered myself up over EVERYTHING. So I'm going to pour money on this and make myself feel better.
The paranoia that I'm describing is not rational. These things are metal, inanimate, and can be rationalized like everything else, especially coming from an educated man with 40 years experience holding wrenches (hard though that may be to believe). And in reality, it's not really anything close to that bad for me. However to an extent, I freely admit that it's real. But the point of the motorcycle adventure is to enjoy the time and the miles TOGETHER. If I can't do that, why take the chance on getting killed with it? I'll just take up golf and move on.
I'm not trying to convince any of you that my way is best. Nor am I scolding any of you for thinking your way. I guess I'm just venting a little with my keyboard. The difference between being 25 and 50 is that a 25 year old thinks he is invincible and can truly guide the world where he thinks it should go. A 50 year old knows from his experiences that he is fallible, and accepts the world for what it is.
