Riding the banks of The Grand River |
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I got the bike home and took off the tank. I hadn't been happy with how the fuel line had gone back on, it never seemed to sit right. After futzing around with it for a few minutes it suddenly popped right on properly and locked. No more leak.
It was nice to get out for a short (45 minutes or so) ride even with a headache on a cold, windy day. It's been raining for days so I couldn't turn down a chance to get out, even for a little while. Diagnosing and fixing a leak that quickly afterwards was just as satisfying.
I'd really like to find a junker that I can break down and rebuild as a learning exercise, but finding an old bike in Ontario isn't easy.