Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

A month ago my 3d printer was giving me fits. The quality was shit. I deduced the situation was a loose hotend heating element. There are four tiny screws buried in the print head. Three were loose and one was … Continue reading →

I’m deliberately trying to do “retired guy” stuff. I’ve played bingo… perhaps for the first time since elementary school. I’ve started to go to the library. When I was a wee lad, libraries were literally the the place they kept … Continue reading →

I’d purchased the wrong tire? WTF! Everyone and their dog insisted the PC800, especially in the first year (1989), needs a tire exactly the right size. If the tire is too big it bumps into (and damages!) the bedonkadonk. Honda … Continue reading →

I tried an impact wrench. Nope. I soaked everything with Liquid Wrench, left it overnight, and then tried my impact wrench. Nope. I started having doubts about the tire. The bike is 37 years old, has < 20,000 miles, and … Continue reading →

Pics or it didn’t happen! The bedonkadonk (trunk) of a PC800 is unique among motorcycles. The cargo area is under the seat like a scooter’s but it’s larger. Scooters can have that storage because they have entirely different engines and … Continue reading →

The Pacific Coast is very picky about tires. In 1989, the first year of the model’s existence, clearances were extra tight. This is the kind of detail only the true aficionado knows. Both the Honda Pacific Coast 800 and the … Continue reading →

I already mentioned I’m a lousy (inexperienced) mechanic. You already knew I bought a 1989 Honda Pacific Coast… which no mechanic will touch. I knew damn well what I was getting into. I did it anyway. Such hubris! Dealerships in … Continue reading →

Decades ago I read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance (Robert M. Pirsig). I was young but my mind wasn’t completely goo. I certainly wasn’t as clueless as many young woke dipshits of today. But I was definitely inexperienced. … Continue reading →

Forgive me for this post… Increasingly, I avoid politics. Where I once participated, now I disengage. The madness is too much. I’ll get stupid on my shoes. Politics as practiced right now is unsuitable for the moral or the intelligent. … Continue reading →

A shew (presumably) had come at me. In self defense, I’d stomped his ass. It’s a drag things came to that. Sorry little guy. You had spunk but size wasn’t on your side. And what’s with the aggressive behavior? You … Continue reading →