Turn the high jet in , an be done with it .
Yes, most of us here delete the screen in all but the hottest climates. You could also port match the exhaust shroud, exhaust gasket and muffler with the cyl exhaust port. I find that with the aluminum exhaust shroud, a muffler gasket is not required.Good to know.
The screen looks clean from what I can see installed. The exhaust port shroud was bent down a little when I got it so I pried it back up. Screen looked ok at that time but I did not remove for closer inspection. The plug that came with it was wet and black but not heavily carboned up. Compression release seems to be working fine but probably could use some cleaning.
There is no inner dog at this time. I have some aftermarket ones from Baileys but haven't yet bothered with worrying about installing them.
I'll be pulling the muffler off to check things inside and get a glimpse of the piston and cylinder?
Gypologger do you mean remove and keep it removed? Presumably to allow any carbon to spit out and stay out?
Are you sure you don't mean "nipples"? You ever come across jug bolts with hair on them in the Yukon? I heard um referred to it as naturist bolts. . .Saws rarely have a seal issue, but I'd check the jug bolts.
Are you sure you don't mean "nipples"? You ever come across jug bolts with hair on them in the Yukon? I heard um referred to it as naturist bolts. . .
Hey Shane, don`t you be running down my buddy, he may be a cull but hes a hellavah mechanic....LOLdon't bother asking John nothing about saws. about all he knows is tapping out an airfilter. i'd be concerned letting him change my spark plug without supervision. lol
Hey Shane, don`t you be running down my buddy, he may be a cull but hes a hellavah mechanic....LOL
No, but I did for sure find fur on a trappers husky 36. It was buffalo fur that was bound around the tip and rim.Are you sure you don't mean "nipples"? You ever come across jug bolts with hair on them in the Yukon? I heard um referred to it as naturist bolts. . .
You ever dated any furry buffalo/sasquatch type women the needed their loose jug cylinders tightened down so they could function properly? Being a city boy the closest thing I ever came to being in the bush was a woman named Fraida Feltcher.No, but I did for sure find fur on a trappers husky 36. It was buffalo fur that was bound around the tip and rim.
Trapper said it was buffalo fur, but I think it was sasquatch hair.
No, I didn't get any sasquatch pictures, but I ran into one though.You ever dated any furry buffalo/sasquatch type women the needed their loose jug cylinders tightened down so they could function properly? Being a city boy the closest thing I ever came to being in the bush was a woman named Fraida Feltcher.
You ever bump into Fraida or her sisters?
The grog was flowing freely earlier,eh.No, I didn't get any sasquatch pictures, but I ran into one though.
I was staying in this trappers cabin and after cooking myself some bacon and beans I blew out the candle and settled down for the night. I started to think how lonely it was and how nice it would be if a woman showed up.
Just as I was dozing off I felt the bed shake, or maybe it was the whole cabin. Quickly I struck a match and here's what I saw:
A women was sitting on the end of the bed with her legs crossed under her,Indian style. I knew she was female just by the look in her eyes. But she had an awful lot of body hair, in fact her whole body was covered in this greasy brown fur. It was then I realized I was looking at a real-life female Sasquatch!
And from the look in her eyes she was in love with me too!
I made a run for the door but she got there ahead of me and blocked it, so I gave up on that idea and sat in the chair by the table.
Now I have been in some real tight spots before, but this one topped everything. So I tried to talk to her and told her, "You don't want me. Anybody will tell you I won't amount to anything. I don't even have potential and I'm terrified of imtamacy."
But she didn't understand and kept on staring at me from the bed.
It was then I remembered what I had in my pocket. I took out a roll of money, about 200 U.S. dollars all in small bills and threw it towards her. While she was counting I made a run for the door and beat her there this time. I galloped down the rocky trail to my 4 wheeler and got away with my knees trembling.
I never saw the lady again, but I heard she teamed up with some trappers that like hairy women.
John
No, I didn't get any sasquatch pictures, but I ran into one though.
I was staying in this trappers cabin and after cooking myself some bacon and beans I blew out the candle and settled down for the night. I started to think how lonely it was and how nice it would be if a woman showed up.
Just as I was dozing off I felt the bed shake, or maybe it was the whole cabin. Quickly I struck a match and here's what I saw:
A women was sitting on the end of the bed with her legs crossed under her,Indian style. I knew she was female just by the look in her eyes. But she had an awful lot of body hair, in fact her whole body was covered in this greasy brown fur. It was then I realized I was looking at a real-life female Sasquatch!
And from the look in her eyes she was in love with me too!
I made a run for the door but she got there ahead of me and blocked it, so I gave up on that idea and sat in the chair by the table.
Now I have been in some real tight spots before, but this one topped everything. So I tried to talk to her and told her, "You don't want me. Anybody will tell you I won't amount to anything. I don't even have potential and I'm terrified of imtamacy."
But she didn't understand and kept on staring at me from the bed.
It was then I remembered what I had in my pocket. I took out a roll of money, about 200 U.S. dollars all in small bills and threw it towards her. While she was counting I made a run for the door and beat her there this time. I galloped down the rocky trail to my 4 wheeler and got away with my knees trembling.
I never saw the lady again, but I heard she teamed up with some trappers that like hairy women.
John
what a bunch of ****, you take anything you can get! i got a buddy down here who knows you John, you remember a dog named dahdal? he bought it from someone you know apparently. she's a sled dog.
Ya, and while I'm tapping out my air filtre, @westcoaster90 will be passed out under some goontree like some sortaThat's far enough. What happens in the bush stays in the bush.
Multiple puns intended.
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