| 1978 Honda
CB 750 F2
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| The Resurrection |
| Disassembly | Cleaning/Painting | Reassembly | It Starts | On the Road |
My
wife came home from work one day and told me that one of her work
colleagues had offered her a motorcycle if she wanted it! Her colleague
had discovered her/our interest in bikes and "rather than have it go to
waste," as it was just sitting in his shed rusting away, he had
said to her "come and get it, you can have it". Well, I was dubious,
and especially so when the only info he could supply about the bike to
her was that it was a Honda 750, "a rare model", and it needed a bit of
work... I already had three bikes, I didn't really
need another one! So, I left it for a number of weeks and promptly
forgot about it. However, on the 2 July 2005, because Bill was
resigning from my wife's workplace, we hired a trailer and my wife and I headed out to his place at Pirongia to pick the bike up, as this would be the last chance to do so.
After
the usual pleasantries, we headed to the shed to look at the bike. I
have to say, I was not too impressed with what I saw... I was expecting to see an early to mid '80's DOHC Honda or some such, not the ragged, rusty,
1970's SOHC that leaned forlornly on its side stand before me... it had
a 4 into 1 exhaust, dents and large rust spots on the tank, all
the chrome was rusty, there was a huge tear in the middle of the seat,
the rear tyre was flat (the groove down to the canvas in the middle of
it was a giveaway to what had happened) and the paint (black at some
stage) on the engine was all faded and oxidised. It was not a pretty
sight! To further add to my initial misgivings, Bill proceeded to
jump on the
kick starter saying "she still turns over". Unfortunately, "she"
proceeded to NOT
turn over and as we began to push it out of the shed
toward the trailer we discovered the next problem... it would hardly
move! The brakes were "binding" and it took the three of us to muscle
it up and onto the trailer, I tied it down, we thanked him, and made our
departure.
Back home and in the garage, I was under no illusions
as to the enormity of the task ahead as I noted other things in need of
repair/replacement... such as no clutch cable - no throttle cable(s) - no rear
indicators - no rear fender. The fork ears bottom part had been torn
off (this is where the front indicators would have been mounted
originally - they were now ridiculously mounted either side of the
headlight bucket), the alternator cover was not original (as it was not
painted black) and it
had a badly patched hole in it. The rear brake light lens was broken,
the handlebars were bent and everything was generally dirty and crudded
up. Just used and abused as old bikes often are...
On
the plus side, I noted that it had Comstar wheels, Suzuki air shocks at
the back (Kayaba's), twin discs up front with a disc at the rear and it
still sported both side covers (although one was painted and the other
was not). The front mudguard was still in fairly good condition, and
the exhaust headers, whilst rusty, did not seem to have any holes/dents
etc. Another plus, I guess, was that it was more or less complete.
| In the Beginning | Disassembly | Cleaning/Painting | Reassembly | It Starts | On the Road |