As I'm trying to do more cycling, not so much to get back into shape as to not get any worse, I dug out my 1990 Miyata 600GT that I rode in Paris Brest Paris way back in 1991. It's a sweet riding bike.
I took the Miyata out for a short spin yesterday, about 7 miles in some serious heat. In order to get the bike out of the garage, I had to back the Ural out. I left the Ural parked in the driveway. The ride itself was uneventful. The bike is in better shape than I am. As I'm rolling Miyata back into the garage, I smell gasoline. I look over to the Ural and fuel is leaking out the right carb. Crap. Stuck float. I hit the carb bowl a few times with a screwdriver handle to knock things about but it doesn't work this time. I go to close the petcock on the tank and it's closed. Crap, crap. So, both a stuck float and a failed petcock. The petcock is only two months old. I lightly push down on the kick start and the right cylinder is full of fuel. Crappity crap crap. So, stuck float, bad petcock, and a crankcase oil change. I was due for the oil change anyway.
I clamped the fuel lines to both carbs, drained and siphoned a liter(re)of fuel from the cylinder, pulled and cleaned the right carb, changed the oil in the engine, tranny, and final drive, replaced the plugs, and balanced the carbs. I also ordered a repair kit for the original vacuum petcock.
The most annoying thing about all this is having to do it all outside in the sun. I was baked and not in the way I would have liked.
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