Was riding down Hwy 401 on my way home when the bike suddenly started to loose power. Checked the gas gauge and still had 3/4 tank. Switched petcock to Prime just in case. Down shifted to 5th and planned to take the next exit, about 3 km away. Kept loosing speed despite WOT. Down to 4th and loosing speed faster. Pulled off to the shoulder before I dropped below 90 kph as everybody was in a rush to get home and I didn't want to become a statistic.
I could smell gasoline as soon as I came to a stop and the engine was barely able to idle. Looked down and gas was running out of the left air filter. Thankfully I was on a slight uphill grade at this time so the gas was not pouring into the engine. I quickly switched the petcock back to Run and killed the engine as gas was now running onto the hot left exhaust pipe. I grabbed my fire extinguisher and got some distance between me and the bike while I made some calls. Nobody could come with a trailer any time soon. Not surprising, I'm the guy that usually gets called to help. I thought about calling a tow truck, but that would have cost me a couple days pay. So I grabbed the tool kit and pulled the carbs at the side of the highway with cars and transport trucks whizzing past 1/2 a lane away. By the time I had the float bowl off there was noting wrong to see. Re-assembled the carb, connected the fuel line and tested. Seemed fine, so back together and rolling in just over 30 minutes. I can only guess that the float had gotten jammed open That was fun.
I'm going to pull the carbs again and have a closer look, obviously something isn't right. But that can wait for tomorrow.
I could smell gasoline as soon as I came to a stop and the engine was barely able to idle. Looked down and gas was running out of the left air filter. Thankfully I was on a slight uphill grade at this time so the gas was not pouring into the engine. I quickly switched the petcock back to Run and killed the engine as gas was now running onto the hot left exhaust pipe. I grabbed my fire extinguisher and got some distance between me and the bike while I made some calls. Nobody could come with a trailer any time soon. Not surprising, I'm the guy that usually gets called to help. I thought about calling a tow truck, but that would have cost me a couple days pay. So I grabbed the tool kit and pulled the carbs at the side of the highway with cars and transport trucks whizzing past 1/2 a lane away. By the time I had the float bowl off there was noting wrong to see. Re-assembled the carb, connected the fuel line and tested. Seemed fine, so back together and rolling in just over 30 minutes. I can only guess that the float had gotten jammed open That was fun.
I'm going to pull the carbs again and have a closer look, obviously something isn't right. But that can wait for tomorrow.