The first step involved getting some working room. Which means removing the seat and gas tank. For future references, any mystery keys should be identified and it's use cataloged. After trying all reasonable methods for removing the seat, it occurred to me that it must be tied to what I thought was a helmet lock. Sure enough, one of the mystery keys unlocked the seat and voila! It came right off. Note: I find it helpful to mark everything when possible. The mysterious key has been marked with red nail polish.
I knew the battery was dead so I went ahead and took it off. I thought I would try to charge it, but it was toast. Jaime will need a new energy source. Jaime's veins are a little trashed. At some point, we might have to give her new wiring to accommodate any new bionic parts.
You can tell she is advanced in age. Probably a smoker when that was vogue, her filters were falling apart. I went ahead and took those off, new lungs will be one of many things on the replacement parts list. I'll have to see what our agency can afford. Yes, government cutbacks have affected us too.
Next, removing the gas tank. Since this bike had been sitting for so long, I had a pretty easy time with getting the tank off. There was no gas to drain, catch or store. In fact, after removing the hoses and pulling back the tank, it sounded like there was just some sand in there. Not good for a running bike, but less for me to have to sponge up. There is a locking cap on this tank. Again the mysterious key seemed to open it, but I'm not convinced it's the right key. It might have just worked because the lock is old and falling apart anyway.
This initial triage took a lot longer than expected. Hopefully the carbs will come off in time to make it to the scheduled surgery.
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