great freedom
I enjoy great freedom in three areas of my life. One of those areas of freedom is my motorcycle. This is a motorcycle that spent 20 years rusting in a pig barn. It is not generally known that pig barn rust is the worst kind of rust. Not only that, the wiring was continually being nibbled on by local pig barn mice who suspected that there was something good inside those wires.
Someone gave the motorcycle to me. Yes, it was free. When you get something for free it is very liberating. I found that I could take things apart on this motorcycle and have no fear of ruining it. After all, it was free, and free gives me freedom. If I messed it up I wasn't out anything. There's a lesson to be learned there about owning things that are worth so much money that we're terrified to try anything with them. Be free, own junk; a statement that regrettably does not have universal application.
Well, now, after 6 years of tinkering around with this motorcycle, and after a lot of help from people who actually know something about motorcycles, it's a pretty nice motorcycle. Except a mechanic called "Grumpy", at Grumpy's Goldwing Service told me that my carburators on my 76 Goldwing GL1000 are junk compared to the 82 and 83 Goldwing 1100's. So I bought a set of 82 Goldwing carbs off ebay for $141. That's a good deal, by the way.
They are supposed to fit right on my motorcycle. So I took off my carburators and as I'm inspecting the 82 carburators I see a little tube that I can't identify. What the heck is that little tube? It's the one I'm pointing to with my thumb. I'm pointing at the gas line with pointer finger. The little tube by my thumb has me wondering.
Any ideas? I'm just about ready to put these carbs on and just see what happens, but if anybody out there has a guess about what that little tube is, I'd be interested in hearing it (reading it). The "little tube" is to my carburators what the "little horn" is to end times Biblical eschatology.
One final thought. Be free, own at least one piece of junk that you aren't afraid to mess up.