Went over to an old friends today, it was in the low 80's
. He said there was a place he wanted to show me, and we'd be back in 20 minutes. 20 minutes later we were way out in the boondocks and I was almost out of gas. I told him lets find a gas station soon! I think I was close to running out my reserve when we finally found a station. Problem was neither of us knew where the nearest gas station was and I didn't know where the hell we were. Won't let that happen again. My friend Jim and his little Harley Sportster, the auto shut-off for the pump failed and he overfilled his, notice the gas spill from his tank overflow drain. Luckily no fire as gas poured on to his hot engine

He was not a happy camper over that.

The gas station we found was in the town of Clermont and where this pic was taken. Clermont is the only area I know of in Florida that has rolling hills, and is also the place where I picked up this GS1100 almost 3 years ago. If I could've remembered where the guy lived I would've stopped by to see him. The important thing was I didn't run out of gas! Put well over 120 miles on the clock today.
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, lubed the chain, charged the battery, started it up, and........... as I pulled the clutch lever in to put it in gear the clutch cable gave, no snap, just easily pulled and did not spring back
. Checked terminal ends, no fraying, oh well. So.......... I put it back in the garage and took off on the















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