So, last I left off in Monster Project blog updates… I couldn’t find all the important bits for the rear wheel and attaching it to the bike. Axle, spacers, etc. I ripped apart my garage and stayed up until 5a putting it back together and just couldn’t find them.
I called everyone who’s shop the bike had been at to double check I hadn’t left it somewhere, and finally caved and replaced the rear axle and spacer bits. I stopped by Cheshire Motorsports on Division in Portland and they had the parts I needed… used! Cost me $40 and I was back in business.
Trying to get blog updates for the Monster Project all caught up, been a busy bee. If you recall, the bike was transported in pieces to SDS via my Honda coupe.
Those who payed attention to instagram saw it being put back together by myself and the veteran racer Nobi Iso.
It has been a while since I updated on the Monster Project, though actually a lot has been going on. If you recall, the bike was transported in pieces to SDS via my Honda coupe. But prior to that, I tried to get myself a roller using only my limited tools and small garage space.
I needed to transport my Monster from my house to SDS Performance in Tigard. The Monster Project has gone on long enough… it’s time to rebuild! Not having it in a shop proved very annoying, constantly taking longer than necessary because of missing tools and such. So… I put my motorcycle in my car. Not just a car, but a coupe! Well, strategically place all the pieces, boxes, wheels, and bits in the right spots. Observe.
The engine was so awkward in the front seat that it crept into my seat too. Read on to see the process.
We’re going back in Monster Project time for a moment to the process of actually removing my cush drive rubbers. If you recall my last post on this topic… my attempts were unfruitful. I called my friend Shelby and asked if we could get my cush drive rubbers out of the rear wheel. He told me we could go over to his grandpas and figure it out one way or the other.
So, I was mounting my Monster tires today (under the supervision of a Ducati Master tech, mind you) to my fancy-ass newly painted gold sparkly wheels… and the tire exploded. I ended up taking a trip to the hospital. Whole story? Read on…