Cat with new spring in its step
Once again those sad saps Alan Of Scotland and Mark from Christ Knows Where have been interfering with my prized Thundercat. I shouldn’t be too hard on them, they’ve fitted a Hagon shock in place of the utterly shagged item that use to live in that bit between the wheel (I think it’s called) and the big silver bit (frame? I think that’s the one. Note to self: check with Jim).
I vaguely recall them muttering about the remote control reservation or something, and where they were going to put it. Anyway, because I’m a professional, I actually interviewed Alan and Mark about what was going on with the spanners and things like that, and the new bit.
“You’re lucky,” said Alan. “The linkage has actually been saved by the filth all over it. The crud has formed a barrier between getting more crud on the crud, and the new crud getting in and doing more damage to the crud underneath the old crud.” I zoned out again. Then, just when I was looking into the void, Mark said he reckoned the
Hagon shock takes Damo to the promised land – a back end with actual damping and things
THEY FAFFED AROUND MOVING THINGS AND THEN GOT ON THE PHONE TO HAGON ABOUT PRESSURE AND A BANJO OR SOMETHING. AS EVER,THEY JUST BRUSHED ASIDE MY INPUT WITH WITHERING COMMENTS
Cat was getting to be a really cool bike. “Look Damo, it’s got 60,000 miles on it, it’s beaten and damned and still it chugs on. It’s one of those things that’ll never die. It’s got a patina some fakers would kill for. You just don’t come across survivors like this every day.” I never know if they’re taking the piss or not.
They faffed about moving things and then got on the phone to Hagon about pressure and a banjo, or something, and then started taking bits apart again. I’m a designer for goodness’ sake. I could have designed a better way of doing whatever it was they were doing, but as ever, they just brushed aside my input with withering comments, and something about “It’s only Damian’s bike.”
The old spring was red. This new one’s black. I’d rather have had something in taupe, or maybe a light ochre to better compliment the silver tank. My observations fell on deaf ears though. As you might imagine.
I have to thank them for their unstinting efforts on my behalf. It pains me greatly to say this because I feel I don’t need them in my life, and yet: I still feel they have my best interests at heart.
The bike is running well. Next up we’ll service the forks and then check the valve clearances. For a rescue dog it’s a great bike and I’m growing to like it a lot. It’d be good to get 100,000 miles on it proving the longevity of a great Yamaha engine. There’s no reason the bike can’t do that, it’s just the rider finding the time to put those miles on.
Nipping into Cambridge or tazzing around Kimbolton isn’t going to do it, I need some big long trips to the south of France, something Jim’s been muttering about occassionally for a while now.
It’s interesting, ie odd, having a bike that’s never going to be restored, just ridden into the ground sympathetically. Sometimes part of me wants to take it back to the frame and give it a lick of paint, but I know in my heart that would be foolish. It will still be a Thundercat after all the time and expense. Maybe Jim will let me have another bike to try my resto skills on. [Yeah, Raleigh Grifter – JM]
Hagon 0208 502 6222, hagon-shocks.co.uk
Not pretty, but all well and good underneath
New shock now the best thing on the bike
Remote reservoir becomes even more remote
Bearings were fine after a clean and regrease
Shafts were OK too