Marcarl

Just seen this thread today. Glad to hear how it turned out,,,, not so glad that it happened. Now I wonder if I have to worry about you everytime when you go out to play,,,,,, oh never mind, don't call me,, just go!

Yep,, thanks for the reminder, but to get him home and the cost of a can of cleaner, you just never know, there might be enough flow that over a prolonged period of 5 hours running something might help things along,,, and he says when he got home he was quite pleased with the way it was running. Now did I say I cleaned the carbs,, like a bench cleaning,,,, nope,,can't do while they're not on the bench.

Thanks Goose,,,, yes, the thought did run through my mind that it was running so crappy on the carbs that the butterflies had to be too far open. 3&4 could be closed enough to create some vacuum while it was running on 1&2. It was pretty hard to tell if it was running on 1 or 2 or 3 and which cylinders were firing when. As it is right now, we poured and good amount of cleaner in a full tank of fuel and he had a 5 hour run ahead of him. Maybe that will help,, maybe not, we'll see. looks like we need to do a carb cleaning on this one.

Just put it in your garage and you'll never know it's there. Someday your posterity will find it and say...... look what I found,,,,, what is it????

It's an 88 Venture. Owner is Trader. Bought it from somebody in Chicago this year. Ran like crap when he bought it. Smelled rich, but plugs don't show it. Wouldn't idle without the choke on. Thought to do a carb tune on it yesterday. Found #2 cylinder wasn't firing. Cleaned the carbs with spray cleaner and a bit of air. Eventually got # 2 to fire. Still ran like crap. Tried to do a carb tune. ( I have a homemade one that has 1 vacuum gauge with 4 shut-offs that works just fine when ever I used it before and tests out just fine right now). Got no vacuum on # 2 or # 1 cylinders. Could get vacuum to show on 3 and 4 but the screws had to be turned to their max. Tried adjusting the throttle cables, worked better but didn't do anything for vacuum. Checked for leaks in the manifold boots, around the intake, around the airbox, and anywhere else that might be of interest. Called Squidley out of bed and found out what Lonna was up to,,, and it wasn't making cheesecake, so we talked instead,,,, thanks Lonna. Went out and convinced Steve (Trader) that it was time to get a compression tester. I bought it, he paid for it and then left it here???????? Compression tested to 180 on all four cylinders. engine was warm, not hot. Switched the vacuum lines form side to side to make sure things worked right. Expected to see #3 and #4 drop in vacuum, but 1 and 2 still didn't have any vacuum. Far as that goes, they seemed to maybe even have pressure because the needle seemed to keep wanting to go past the stop post. Set the screws to where I thought they would be most beneficial, (no vacuum showing anywhere) put it all back together, fixed the battery lead and put the tools away. End result: garage is cleaned up, bike runs without choke but still smells rich and idle screw is turned into the limit, Steve is on his way home and hasn't come back yet. I am now the proud owner of a brand new compression tester. AND WE NOW KNOW THAT 1ST GENS DON'T REALLY NEED VACUUM TO RUN! Now the big question,,,,,,,,,,,WHY???????

If your rad doesn't see nay road salt it should last for a long time, that's why I wash my vehicles in the winter,,, just to get the road salt off of the rad.

Ya you were fast alright,,, and everybody just knew just how fast you really flew.

I had a pair, but somebody else is using them now, otherwise they would be in the mail.

Good to hear Trader,,, now you got me worried about you a little. At MCT we were taught 'the throttle is your friend',,,, the brake is your last resort. As I read your post, I thought,,,, wow they were right, it worked for him!!! Good reaction, it saved your skin. So to sum it all up: 1) look to where you want to go, for where you look there WILL you go. 2) Look ahead for hazards, plan to avoid them. 3) Consider your outs, you might need one. 4) You are invisible, so that means you can't be seen.

Did that once, now the kick stand is my shut off switch. If I forget to shut off the ignition, somebody might remind me or I have a dead battery, but at least I don't have to pay the $5.00 and my scoot stays up straight.

Don't know who wrote this, Life as a child growing up in Oklahoma ... Around age 10, my dad got me one of those little badass compound bow beginner kits. Of course, the first month I went around our land sticking arrows in anything that could get stuck by an arrow. Did you know that a 1955, 40 horse, Farmall tractor tire will take 6 rounds before it goes down? Tough sumbich. That got boring, so being the 10 yr old Dukes of Hazard fan that I was, I quickly advanced to taking strips of cut up T-shirt doused in chainsaw gas tied around the end and was sending flaming arrows all over the place. One summer afternoon, I was shooting flaming arrows into a large rotten oak stump in our backyard. I looked over under the carport and saw a shiny brand new can of starting fluid (Ether). A light bulb went off in my head. I grabbed the can and set it on the stump. I thought that it would probably just spray out in a controlled manner once pierced by my arrow. Lets face it, to a 10 yr old mouth-breather like myself, (Ether) really doesn't "sound" all that flammable. So, I went back into the house and got a 1 pound can of pyrodex (black powder for muzzle loader rifles). My intention was to sprinkle a little bit around the (Ether) can but it all sorta dumped out on me. No biggie, a 1 lb. pyrodex and 16 oz (Ether) should make a loud pop, kinda like a firecracker. You know what? I'm going back in the house for the other can. Yes, I got a second can of pyrodex and dumped it out on the stump too. Now I am cookin'. I stepped back about 15 ft and lit the 2 stroke arrow. I drew the nock to my cheek and took aim. As I released I heard a clunk as the arrow launched from my bow. In a slow motion time frame, I turned to see my dad getting out of his truck... He just got home from work. OH SHOOT! So help me God, it took 10 minutes for that arrow to go from my bow to the can. My dad was walking towards me in slow motion with a WTF look in his eyes. I turned back towards my target just in time to see the arrow pierce the starting fluid can right at the bottom. Right through the main pile of pyrodex and into the can. Oh wow!!! When the shock wave hit, it knocked me off my feet. I don't know if it was the actual compression wave that threw me back or just my reflex jerk from 235 fricking decibels of sound. I caught a half a millisecond glimpse of the violence during the initial explosion and I will tell you there was dust, grass, and bugs all hovering 1 ft above the ground as far as I could see. It was a low fog layer full of grasshoppers, spiders, and worms. The daylight turned purple. Let me repeat this: THE FRICKING DAYLIGHT TURNED PURPLE. There was a big sweetgum tree out by the gate going into the pasture. Notice I said "was." That sumbich got up and ran off. So here I am, on the ground blown completely out of my shoes with my thundercats T-Shirt shredded, my dad is on the other side of the carport having what I can only assume is a Vietnam flashback: "ECHO BRAVO CHARLIE YOU'RE BRINGIN' EM IN TOO CLOSE!! CEASE FIRE. DAMN IT CEASE FIRE!!!" His hat has blown off and is 30 ft behind him in the driveway. All windows on the north side of the house are blown out and there is a slow rolling mushroom cloud about 2000 ft. over our backyard. There is a Honda 185 3-wheeler parked on the other side of the yard and the fenders are drooped down now, touching the tires. I wish I knew what I said to my dad at this moment. I don't know - I know I said something. I couldn't hear. I couldn't hear inside my own head. I don't think he heard me either... not that it would really matter. I don't remember much from this point on. I said something, felt a sharp pain, and then woke up later. I felt a sharp pain, blacked out again, woke up later... repeat this process for an hour or so and you get the idea. I remember at one point my mom had to give me CPR, and Dad screaming "Bring him back to life so I can kill him again!!!" Thanks Mom. One thing for sure... I never had to mow around that stump again. Mom had been complaining about that thing for years and dad never did anything about it. You gotta give me credit for stepping up to the plate and taking care of business. Dad sold his muzzle loader a week or so later. I still have some sort of bone growth abnormality, either from the blast or the beating, or both. I guess what I'm trying to say is, get your kids into archery. But only under close supervision. It will teach you parental responsibility.

My wife and I had six kids,,,,, and if one of them asked for a favor or had a special request to go somewhere, mom and dad would listen, discuss it and if it were a good thing to do, we might go along with the request. Now when all six of them got their mom involved and asked dad for a day away,,,,, what choice would dad have!! Kind of the same with the power of prayer,,, we are the kids and Father listens. Sure is great when the Creator gets involved!!!

Sounds like Charlie,,, but when did you go to Kentuck?

The first thing you need to know is that wieners and bologna are the same thing,,,, mostly,,,,, just in a different size casing. You also need to know that if you slice bologna about 3\4" thick, it fries up real well and does better over an open fire. You also need to know the name of this combination,,,, it's called Newfie Steak. Slap it on a bun, and you have Steak on a Bun. At times this will beat many other menu items which may go by the same name. Best bologna to use is, Maple Leaf waxed bologna, but I don't know if it available in your area. This idea comes straight from Newfoundland, Canada. It's a place where they have discovered how to make many poor things worth having.

It's been nice to know ya,,,, next time ask for advice, we're already missing some who haven't.

So far there are 12 with 2 maybe, so that's 14, only 46 left to go,,,,,,, Marca will be soo surprised. When she turned 50, I took her out for the weekend, but started out with dinner at Tuckers market Place in Burlington,,,50 people were there to share with us, she was totally out on that one,,,, and she'll not expect a repeat, especially not right on the right day,,,, I usually have to be reminded.

Good to hear from you again James, hope all goes well for you.

You might want to discover how much load weight you could or should add to that trunk. Some of us have had the bottom of the trunk split out. Don't know exactly why that would happen but weight might have a play in it.

Steve,,,,,, quit dreaming and fix your scoot!

Thanks for the offers of assistance,,, but the good folks at the restaurant are doing all the setup and take down and serving. All we have to do is come, eat and be mary..... and for you folks and me,,,,,, keep this away from Marca,, she is not to know NOTHING!

That will be 60 volunteers,,,, they don't have to be riders,,,, but when it come to eating isn't that the same as riding when it comes to VentureRiders? So now you know....... 60 live people.

No CBs, that's it!!!!

A week after I got my 85 I took my daughter for a ride,,, she's 5'5". We came home and made a turn in the drive and came to a stop with the front wheel cocked to the right. Yep, it was going over all right and me trying to hold it up, but it just kept going and going and I was straining more all the time,,,, when all of a sudden, pop!!! it stood right back up. Allison asked me 'now what was all that about?'. We had dipped low enough that she had actually stuck out her foot on the drive and gave one heck of a shove to stand things back up. By the next morning I decided that next time that scoot wants to lay down,,,,I'll let it,,,,, hadn't been sore like that for a long time.

Something tells me he'll be happy.

I'm thinking that the only way it would smoke at low rpm is if an intake valve was slow in opening,, like super slow. I suppose worn valve guides might also be the culprit, but then it would smoke on start-up,,,, so I'm really thinking that you have too much oil in the crankcase. It should only be half way up the site glass when on the center stand.