Oh RVFlette, why must you treat me so? Even when I tote you in such comfort and style...
Spent yesterday at Sonomears Pointfinion with the Moto Shop crew. Temps were cool but not cold, the track was dry, and I was having a fucking
ball. Unfortunately, the RVF decided, about 15 minutes into the third session, that it didn't want to play. It didn't feel like it was going to get better on the track, so I headed in for lunch. I had just put race gas into it (because racebike), so after the fourth session failed to materialize I drained the tank into the Moto Shop Race Jeep, and filled it back up with 91 from another pump. Out for the fifth session and...
No dice.
Both times, the bike absolutely screamed for about three laps. Right about the time it's fully up to temp and I'm throttling out of turn 7, it gets soft at part-throttle. Whack it open hard and it picks back up, until I'm throttling out of 9, at which point it sounds like it's running on two cylinders.
Yesterday was my first day running with the A group (entirely due to a busy B group). There's nothing quite like being a speed bump to some seriously fast riders to get your pace up, and I was easily riding harder and faster than I ever had before. My first thought was the gas, obviously, since that's the only thing that had changed. After draining it out and getting a repeat performance, I started to suspect the petcock. The RVF has a vacuum-operated petcock and, as with all vacuum-operated petcocks, they tend to starve the bowls when you spend a lot of time at WOT. I was spending a
lot of time at WOT. The usual approach to fixing that in the moment is to ride at part-throttle and do some sustained engine braking, and give the bowls some time to fill up.
Unfortunately, that wasn't working, and I just didn't have it in me to do the surgery whilst trackside. I'm going to do the HRC-recommended petcock vacuum defeat modification (and change the fuel filter while I'm in there), but I really just don't think I'm going to be able to push the bike hard enough on the street to reproduce the issue. I'm not quite sure how to see if that fixes the issue, to be honest.
I had a great time anyway, and even got to put my massive borrowed pickup to good use. You see, a fellow Moto Shopping rider had violated the cardinal rule of track days:
don't ride to the track lest ye crash and be beggin' for a tote. Happily, I had a spot and was headed back past Moto Shop anyway, so there he went.
Next up: Thill on Monday. Guess I better get cracking.