The revelation
April 29, 2008 at 10:14 am | Trip | No comment
“This Sunday. I HAVE DECIDED.” I screamed into my helmet as I whisked my way up the A34 from visiting Dom.
Much rejoicing followed the re-assembly of my bike, it WORKED, I managed to take it apart quite seriously and it WORKED when I put it back together, I was overjoyed!
But still the whistling/squealing/rubbing/rotating/irritating sound remained.
I came to realise though that many of my diagnostic assumptions were wrong.
The general consensus based on my previous claim that the noise went away with the clutch pulled in and having it only occur in 3rd/4th/5th was that if it wasn’t clutch bearings it was the gearbox.
I was wrong, it happens in all gears, and it doesn’t go away when you pull the clutch in, it’s just that the engine revs higher so I can’t hear it so well.
I think it’s something to do with the air intake, and really, I think it’s a normal sound.
My subconscious made me notice the noise, and presented it to me as an excuse not to go.
Time to ignore the voices of doubt.
Time to embrace the unknown.
It’s time, time to go.