Whenever any of the above complaints are received, the starting motor should be removed immediately and the Bendix Drive cleaned and lubricated. Oil should never be used, because oil in that location collects dust and dirt, becoming gummy and causing the Bendix Drive to stick. In most cases, it will be necessary to partially disassemble the starting motor in order to service the Bendix Drive. The latter should be removed from the motor shaft to ensure thorough cleaning and lubricating.
Clean the area in front of the Bendix Drive pinion before removing the drive from the shaft. Do not use carburetor cleaner or any solvents that could damage the rubber block inside the Bendix Drive. Use only clean petroleum base cleaners such as kerosene or varsol.
Thoroughly clean the Bendix Drive to remove all dirt and contamination from the screwshaft threads and control nut. If the drive is exceptionally dirty, the drive pinion cup can be removed to ensure a thorough cleaning job.
If they are really loose, the shunt block moves easily but the machine will make a racket when welding under load. So you have to achieve a trade off that you can live with: tight enough to knock down the noise, but not so tight that the shunt block won't move. I am not sure I would sweat the details on this.
The dial indicator on these machines is really only a guestimate anyway. They are notoriously inaccurate even right from the factory. You will end up adjusting the dial to make the puddle do what you want to do, regardless of what the dial reads. Now the shunt block glides really smooth.
I think either the screws were too tight or maybe there was some grit in there. The other threads I read as well as the manual discussed greasing the shunt block but really I think taking those noise blocks off to clean them is also key.
Thanks Louie and Duane for your help! With those crews only finger tight, it is likely to make a lot of noise. I fired up the welder last night and boy was it LOUD with only finger tightened screws. I think I finally got it to stop with a little tightening.
Thanks again. It was loaded with rocks and tree routes and made progress much slower. And we were still slowly climbing.
Riders on thin tyres were walking most sections, some cursing louder than they realized. I offered encouragement and reminded them to see where they were riding and how lucky they are to be here. The recent rain had added some extra challenge to this trail, but it was still beautiful, and it was here the first patches of blue sky started to appear as we finally crossed over the summit again. Once out the other end of the Barrington Trail, riders were fast to get moving again, with radar lock-on Dingo Gate, the route marker that meant the final descent was on the other side.
We rode high for a short while, the highest point being m, passing through some thick, dark pine forests that made me wish I had time to stop and explore its contents. Once through Dingo Gate, there was a lookout point where I stopped for a breather with a few others. The view was stunning, the perfect reward for a challenging day of riding.
Most of the cloud had cleared, and the sun was starting to lower, bringing this beautiful golden light across the Barrington Tops National Park, an almost glistening filter that even photographs would struggle to capture. The following 15 km into Moonan Flat were fast! Impressive wide, sweeping gravel roads, with endless views in every direction you looked. The ranges comprised layers and layers of different shades of blues, leaving you wondering how far back they went. I was thankful I made it through here at this time of day, lucky to view this section in daylight.
I arrived at Moonan Flat Hotel, the finish line for day one, a little after pm, and greeted Ryan, who came in not long before me, handing me a finish line beer and congratulations.
Moonan Flat has a hotel pub , a cafe, and a post office, a tiny town with approximately people. Ryan and I decided to shower quickly, then set up our tents before more riders arrived.
We then planted ourselves at the finish line to welcome as many people as possible with a well done and a cold beer. Adam soon rolled in and helped with beer hand-ups, and not long after, Kate arrived. Rider smiles said it all that night; everyone was happy to have conquered day one.
As the sun disappeared, we would wait for the sign of bike lights and again start cheering as riders navigated the dark to the finish line. Curve was sponsoring the evening refreshments at Moonan Flat, thanks to the support of Moon Dog Brewing.
We continued welcoming riders in as late as pm that night, which gives you an idea of just how much some riders fought that day to finish this route. Dinner followed, prizes awarded, and the last remaining social stragglers crowded around the fire enjoying a glass of red, sharing stories from the day.
I said goodnight and headed to my tent, amused listening to almost riders struggle to get comfortable on their inflatable mats. My guess was sleep would be minimal that night. There was no need for an alarm in the morning. People were stirring early, some a little louder than others.
There were also countless bird noises in the background, greeting the sun. After packing up the tent, it was time for breakfast and a strong coffee. I sighted Mike from Graveleur at the front of the coffee queue and was lucky he offered to take my order. My double shot, oat latte, hit the spot.
Again we left our tents at the drop location and began strapping bags to bikes and packing snacks for the road. The morning was freezing; although the cloud was burning off quickly, you could see it looked like a beautiful sunny day ahead.
Breakfast was a massive bowl of warm porridge for me, heaped with raw sugar and bananas. It was perfect ride fuel. Some riders departed as early as 7 am, wanting to get ahead of the larger group, being it was still a long way back to Gloucester, and day two meant more tired bodies. Adam and I had some packing up to help with and soon hit the road with Ryan at am.
Ryan pushed on quickly, and I spent the day riding with Adam, a rarity these days and something I enjoyed. So today consisted of riding back the same way mostly we came out. However, the first 30 kms would take us out a different way to rejoin the route, suggesting a new climb to conquer instead of ascending the Dingo Gate descent from day one.
I felt pretty great on day two and found myself getting into a good rhythm quickly, chatting away with Adam. This first climb was more consistent, with fewer rollers, just up! There was yet another delightful ramp that had people walking again. This time, it was a short sealed section of almost 2 km and no doubt a hard start for many suffering tired legs.
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