Thank you here for the input.
Joy! At last!
I've had this bike since '92. Had a bout 10K on it. Owner was a German citizen living in US who planned to ship it back to Ger but changed his mind. It was/is in pretty mint condition. I wasn't surprised to find the inside of the carbs looking pretty new.
I diss/reassembled the carbs on the kitchen table. Diaphrams were fine. Replaced orings with viton. Vacuumed and compressed air all passageways with carb cleaner. Deoxidized any/all internal alum corrosion with CLR and fully flushed with water. Found some scoring on the left slide, the piston that mates with the dome. I very lightly cleaned all four of these mating surfaces on the carbs with scotchbrite and lubed lightly with 30wt oil on reassembly.
All brass looked perfect. Dropped it all in a clear wine glass full of CLR and watched as the small amount of scum and impurities finely bubbled up to the surface. Ten minutes later the bubbling ceased. I swished all around well. Rinsed fully with water. Finished with compressed air. Reassembled.
Buttoned everything back together. Sealed the caps on the domes. One full turn out on the idle mix screws. Set idle stops with a manometer till perfect. Half hour later on the road I brought the left idle mix out 1/8 turn. Right out almost 1/4 turn. Just done to satisfy my ear through the low rpm ranges.
Bliss. Wow. Perfection! So far
It never fails to impress me how smooth and vibrationless these bikes can be when in tune.
The minor little vibe between 4k and 4.25k is only "there" after all because the engine almost disappears beneath you at any other point on the tach.
I remember the first month I had the bike my girlfriend and I took it from Ann Arbor to her home in Chicago. Not fully used to the bike, at one point on the highway I panicked to see the tach redlined. Over 80mph in 4th gear. I literally had not noticed, for how many miles now?, that I was redlining! That smooth.
I sit at red lights next to Harleys and watch their rear view mirrors shaking off of the stalks, worse yet when they accelerate. Ah well... to each, his own. All's good
