more help please

[Spitfire]

It definately sounds like a carb/air filter/exhaust issue, check the carbs again, float height especially, and beware of discounting things because you have checked them already. I can remember timing a 250 AJS once and could not understand why it would not fire, it was set up perfect, I checked it time and time again but found nothing wrong, until I went back to basics and found that I had been timing it backwards !
Check the carbs by the book.

Cheers

Den

[K2-K6]

Are you certain that you have fuel going into carbs 1+2 ? as some of the setups have different fuel supply routes to all four or two and two type pipework going from tank to carbs.

If you definitely have fuel, then try blowing down the overflow tube of carbs 1+2 when it's running as this should force fuel up the main jet and you should get a difference in running on that cylinder.

[pastyman]

when the engine is running and i put my hand flat against the back end of the carb i can feel suction on my hand, and when i remove my hand it has fuel on it

cheers everyone for help will try all your suggestions before stripping it all down again and start again from the beginning as i think i must be missing something obvious

[kaceyk2]

Caliper seal from DS

[SteveD CB500K0]

That's 16% KC

Would you say no to a 16% pay rise?

[kaceyk2]

Steve, yes I would have to say no, but only out of a sense of social conscience, 16% would be much to greedy a pay rise to ask for what with the recession and everything.... I feel a 2% pay rise to be in line with inflation and no more than nurses get. I am not nearly as sexy as nurses either, I once dressed up in my sister's nurses uniform to prove this point. My sister is not a nurse, she just got the uniform for "marital reasons" and is embarressed to talk about it in public especially when I bring it up in a "harping on, not letting it drop ever" sort of way as she often reminds me.

I totally agree that 76p is important, I once lost 83p at the bus stop whilst fumbling for the change for the bus at the last moment. I had waited for over 18 mins for the bus to come and had all that time to get my money together for the fare, but like a complete wally I left it till the last moment.
The bus driver said in a rather uncaring way " I don't really care about your 83p either get on the bus or look for your change all day, either way I am going"
Needless to say, I had to get on the bus and leave my 83p to its own devices.

However, I just could not sleep that awfull fatefull money losing night, and first thing the next morning , having only the smallest of breakfasts consisting of a solitary halibut, and wearing my old clothes I set off down the road with the intent of finding my 83p.

Little did I realise what a bizzarre set of circumstances was going to be brought down upon me by the cruel hand of fate.
On arriving at the bus stop in our village, I immediately squatted down to look under the bench where my 83p had been known to roll the day before.
I looked and looked, imagine my surprise when I found that somebody or somepersons (probably pensioners)  had taken my 83p and swapped it for a scratched CD, a condom and some pizza not even in a bag, and given 4p change.

What sort of "fair trade" is that you may well ask, I certainly did, I felt I had been robbed.
Using my brain, I decided that the pizza was not going to keep very fresh as the sun was getting up, not having any clingfilm, I hit upon the excellent Idea of using the condom as a makeshift baggy, after I folded in the pointy corner of the pizza, it worked very well. I felt sure that a surprise piece of pizza would get me in the misses's good books, after all I had eaten the last halibut, and she had been left with only a chinese takaway for breakfast again. (and a small pie)

Totally deflated at my inability to return home with adequate funds, my attention turned to aquiring the morning paper.
They sell these at the garage, so into the garage I went.
Unfortunately, having not got 83p in my pocket, I found that even with the 4p change that the rogue pensioners had left me plus the 21p I had in a corner of my leather, I could not afford my usual morning paper, and had to settle for a cheaper paper that I was unfamiliar with, it's called the "Daily sport" and might even have motorbike racing in it I thought.

Anyways, one mission accomplished and one failed, all things considered, life might return to normal I thought as I walked home.

I was thinking about shaky burns and if he would have any luck this season, and was miles away.
I just got to the school crossing, and heard a voice shout "oy you"
I didn't think for a moment it was "Oy me", but I looked up to see who the "oy" was for, and it turned out that the "oy you" was being "oyed" by the school crossing policeman, and it was indeed "oyed" at me.

I stopped, and think I may have cursed the 83p again.

Apparently I had ripped a seam in the bum of me jeans whilst scrabbling about under the bench looking for me 83p and now had to talk to the policeman about it.

Which may or may not have gone better had he not wanted to look in my pocketsies.
He took out my tobacco and put it on the wall, that was OK, He took out my lighter and put that on the wall.
Things went wobbly when he found the pizza .
He put that on the wall.
He put the Daily sport on the wall, and at the same time informed me that things were not looking good.
I can honestly say I had not noticed that the CD the pensioners had swapped me (for my 83p) had "dont show Mum" written on it.
He put that in his own plastic bag, then put it on the wall.
"what sort of bare bummed, condomfood, dodgy CD porno paper pervert are you then?" he said.
"It was probably pensioners that did it" I answered. " They swapped me for 83p"
I might have got away with leaving it at that,
except,
He squinted his eyes and looked at me real close and said "ear hang on, haven't I seen you on youtube dressed in a nurses uniform?"
My own sister had taken the 83p to get her own back obviously.

[Bryanj]

Kacey you have a great sense of humour mate and i wish my ideas were as wild as yours as to my post that was just an example i had the numbers for, if you wanted the

[kaceyk2]

I know it all adds up bro, I just had to bite on the 67 p bit...
It might get worse... Has anyone asked D.silver how the supplies from Japan are at the moment?
like after the meltdown of the reactors etc.
I reckon the re-manufature of new cars and bikes will come first and "our" spares might be last on the list..
It's possible they could get dearer....?
BryanJ  I do need those clips (all 8 ) for my K2 so will take your advice.

[pastyman]

Steve, yes I would have to say no, but only out of a sense of social conscience, 16% would be much to greedy a pay rise to ask for what with the recession and everything.... I feel a 2% pay rise to be in line with inflation and no more than nurses get. I am not nearly as sexy as nurses either, I once dressed up in my sister's nurses uniform to prove this point. My sister is not a nurse, she just got the uniform for "marital reasons" and is embarressed to talk about it in public especially when I bring it up in a "harping on, not letting it drop ever" sort of way as she often reminds me.

I totally agree that 76p is important, I once lost 83p at the bus stop whilst fumbling for the change for the bus at the last moment. I had waited for over 18 mins for the bus to come and had all that time to get my money together for the fare, but like a complete wally I left it till the last moment.
The bus driver said in a rather uncaring way " I don't really care about your 83p either get on the bus or look for your change all day, either way I am going"
Needless to say, I had to get on the bus and leave my 83p to its own devices.

However, I just could not sleep that awfull fatefull money losing night, and first thing the next morning , having only the smallest of breakfasts consisting of a solitary halibut, and wearing my old clothes I set off down the road with the intent of finding my 83p.

Little did I realise what a bizzarre set of circumstances was going to be brought down upon me by the cruel hand of fate.
On arriving at the bus stop in our village, I immediately squatted down to look under the bench where my 83p had been known to roll the day before.
I looked and looked, imagine my surprise when I found that somebody or somepersons (probably pensioners)  had taken my 83p and swapped it for a scratched CD, a condom and some pizza not even in a bag, and given 4p change.

What sort of "fair trade" is that you may well ask, I certainly did, I felt I had been robbed.
Using my brain, I decided that the pizza was not going to keep very fresh as the sun was getting up, not having any clingfilm, I hit upon the excellent Idea of using the condom as a makeshift baggy, after I folded in the pointy corner of the pizza, it worked very well. I felt sure that a surprise piece of pizza would get me in the misses's good books, after all I had eaten the last halibut, and she had been left with only a chinese takaway for breakfast again. (and a small pie)

Totally deflated at my inability to return home with adequate funds, my attention turned to aquiring the morning paper.
They sell these at the garage, so into the garage I went.
Unfortunately, having not got 83p in my pocket, I found that even with the 4p change that the rogue pensioners had left me plus the 21p I had in a corner of my leather, I could not afford my usual morning paper, and had to settle for a cheaper paper that I was unfamiliar with, it's called the "Daily sport" and might even have motorbike racing in it I thought.

Anyways, one mission accomplished and one failed, all things considered, life might return to normal I thought as I walked home.

I was thinking about shaky burns and if he would have any luck this season, and was miles away.
I just got to the school crossing, and heard a voice shout "oy you"
I didn't think for a moment it was "Oy me", but I looked up to see who the "oy" was for, and it turned out that the "oy you" was being "oyed" by the school crossing policeman, and it was indeed "oyed" at me.

I stopped, and think I may have cursed the 83p again.

Apparently I had ripped a seam in the bum of me jeans whilst scrabbling about under the bench looking for me 83p and now had to talk to the policeman about it.

Which may or may not have gone better had he not wanted to look in my pocketsies.
He took out my tobacco and put it on the wall, that was OK, He took out my lighter and put that on the wall.
Things went wobbly when he found the pizza .
He put that on the wall.
He put the Daily sport on the wall, and at the same time informed me that things were not looking good.
I can honestly say I had not noticed that the CD the pensioners had swapped me (for my 83p) had "dont show Mum" written on it.
He put that in his own plastic bag, then put it on the wall.
"what sort of bare bummed, condomfood, dodgy CD porno paper pervert are you then?" he said.
"It was probably pensioners that did it" I answered. " They swapped me for 83p"
I might have got away with leaving it at that,
except,
He squinted his eyes and looked at me real close and said "ear hang on, haven't I seen you on youtube dressed in a nurses uniform?"
My own sister had taken the 83p to get her own back obviously.

and how is this supposed to help with the problem i am having  

[pauliexjr]

Steve, yes I would have to say no, but only out of a sense of social conscience, 16% would be much to greedy a pay rise to ask for what with the recession and everything.... I feel a 2% pay rise to be in line with inflation and no more than nurses get. I am not nearly as sexy as nurses either, I once dressed up in my sister's nurses uniform to prove this point. My sister is not a nurse, she just got the uniform for "marital reasons" and is embarressed to talk about it in public especially when I bring it up in a "harping on, not letting it drop ever" sort of way as she often reminds me.

I totally agree that 76p is important, I once lost 83p at the bus stop whilst fumbling for the change for the bus at the last moment. I had waited for over 18 mins for the bus to come and had all that time to get my money together for the fare, but like a complete wally I left it till the last moment.
The bus driver said in a rather uncaring way " I don't really care about your 83p either get on the bus or look for your change all day, either way I am going"
Needless to say, I had to get on the bus and leave my 83p to its own devices.

However, I just could not sleep that awfull fatefull money losing night, and first thing the next morning , having only the smallest of breakfasts consisting of a solitary halibut, and wearing my old clothes I set off down the road with the intent of finding my 83p.

Little did I realise what a bizzarre set of circumstances was going to be brought down upon me by the cruel hand of fate.
On arriving at the bus stop in our village, I immediately squatted down to look under the bench where my 83p had been known to roll the day before.
I looked and looked, imagine my surprise when I found that somebody or somepersons (probably pensioners)  had taken my 83p and swapped it for a scratched CD, a condom and some pizza not even in a bag, and given 4p change.

What sort of "fair trade" is that you may well ask, I certainly did, I felt I had been robbed.
Using my brain, I decided that the pizza was not going to keep very fresh as the sun was getting up, not having any clingfilm, I hit upon the excellent Idea of using the condom as a makeshift baggy, after I folded in the pointy corner of the pizza, it worked very well. I felt sure that a surprise piece of pizza would get me in the misses's good books, after all I had eaten the last halibut, and she had been left with only a chinese takaway for breakfast again. (and a small pie)

Totally deflated at my inability to return home with adequate funds, my attention turned to aquiring the morning paper.
They sell these at the garage, so into the garage I went.
Unfortunately, having not got 83p in my pocket, I found that even with the 4p change that the rogue pensioners had left me plus the 21p I had in a corner of my leather, I could not afford my usual morning paper, and had to settle for a cheaper paper that I was unfamiliar with, it's called the "Daily sport" and might even have motorbike racing in it I thought.

Anyways, one mission accomplished and one failed, all things considered, life might return to normal I thought as I walked home.

I was thinking about shaky burns and if he would have any luck this season, and was miles away.
I just got to the school crossing, and heard a voice shout "oy you"
I didn't think for a moment it was "Oy me", but I looked up to see who the "oy" was for, and it turned out that the "oy you" was being "oyed" by the school crossing policeman, and it was indeed "oyed" at me.

I stopped, and think I may have cursed the 83p again.

Apparently I had ripped a seam in the bum of me jeans whilst scrabbling about under the bench looking for me 83p and now had to talk to the policeman about it.

Which may or may not have gone better had he not wanted to look in my pocketsies.
He took out my tobacco and put it on the wall, that was OK, He took out my lighter and put that on the wall.
Things went wobbly when he found the pizza .
He put that on the wall.
He put the Daily sport on the wall, and at the same time informed me that things were not looking good.
I can honestly say I had not noticed that the CD the pensioners had swapped me (for my 83p) had "dont show Mum" written on it.
He put that in his own plastic bag, then put it on the wall.
"what sort of bare bummed, condomfood, dodgy CD porno paper pervert are you then?" he said.
"It was probably pensioners that did it" I answered. " They swapped me for 83p"
I might have got away with leaving it at that,
except,
He squinted his eyes and looked at me real close and said "ear hang on, haven't I seen you on youtube dressed in a nurses uniform?"
My own sister had taken the 83p to get her own back obviously.

and how is this supposed to help with the problem i am having  


Yeah, he's barking, and obviously has far too much time on his hands! 

[kaceyk2]

Its meant to take your mind off the problem.
If humour doesn't help sorry.
I thought you could laugh at my misfortune.
Here is some relaxing music from The Enid instead.

The Enid - The Loved Ones

[pauliexjr]

Its meant to take your mind off the problem.
If humour doesn't help sorry.
I thought you could laugh at my misfortune.
Here is some relaxing music from The Enid instead.

The Enid - The Loved Ones

Eeek! Where's Leonard Cohen when you need him??

[K2-K6]

Are you getting anywhere with it though pastyman?

You sure you're not confusiing this with a stand-up commedians forum Kacey

Something with Halibut always sounds funny though.
.

[kaceyk2]

Pastyman, in all seriousness, did you try putting a drop of fuel down the plugholes 3 and 4?
This serves two purposes... it bypasses the carbs, so if it does fire up temporarilly on those cylinders you will know its the carbs.. absolutley no disrespect to you allready cleaning them... You will find many many posts were folks have cleaned their carbs over and over again to find they are still not right.
The second function putting a drop of fuel down does is, sometimes If she fires on those cylinders the extra "oomph" can suck a small block out of carbs... either way its a good diagnostic tool worth a go.
I will not introduce any more halibuts into this post, and apologise for trying to distract you from your bike troubles with halibuts.
I do have a small crayon drawing of a halibut though that my misses did, should you wish to study it ever, I know not just yet, but it's an offer I will keep open.