Back to the build.
Crank, flywheel and clutch are off for a balancing act - pickup on Saturday. Block is shaved, cleaned and, hopefully, ready for assembly . . .
BUT . . .
Seems I've got a tight center cam bearing, or perhaps a bent cam. It turns, but I need the gear on it in order to have enough leverage to make a revolution. The cam has three support bearings, and when I slide it in from the front and the back of the block with the corresponding journal, there is no problem. I'll drop the cam off and have it checked on Saturday. If it's straight, then it's either alignment, a crooked bearing, or a poorly sized bearing, though it doesn't read bad.
I'm overwhelmed by the new and old friends I met last week at Speedweek. Lynda is my new "Mom away from Mom". We sat at Lands End for better than an hour on Thursday night, chatting. She had her daughters there, with their kids, and I got to thinking - What could be more cool than to be playing at Lands End as a kid? I'm sure they take it for granted now, and as kids are wont to do, probably will poo poo it as they hit their teenage years. But it's my hope that as they get older, they realize just what golden days they've had there.
It's a special place to begin with - Lynda and the troops makes it more so.
More to follow - much more . . .