I noticed on the way to pick them up that the truck was running on empty in the main tank but I checked and the aux tank was full. Then I remembered the first time my dad let the tank run down and start sputtering down the road and decided to keep going on the empty tank.
Make it to pick them up and start heading down the highway(where we were it was a good 3-4 miles to the nearest gas station) and then the truck finally started to sputter. I proceed to play along with it pretending to panic for a good 20 seconds and then I turned and saw the look on their face and couldn't help but start laughing. Switched to the aux tank and when the truck started running again I turned and and the look I was getting indicated I was being mentally murdered. Then they punched the crap outta my arm and started laughing and calling me not so nice things.
Ended up being an awesome night out with someone I'd end up being friends with for a long time. It's weird how this kind of random conversation in an unrelated internet post can drag you way back down memory lane.
I kept spare inline fuel filters in a tool roll just in case after a while.
suppose then that you go fill up and forget to set the petcock back to normal. 8ball says: "I see a long walk in your future."
one time i was eastbound on the bay bridge when my bike started to sputter. i'd just reassembled the tank and had left the screw-style reserve fuel valve open, so there was no reserve fuel to be had. a very kind lady put her blinkers on behind me and followed as i coasted the last few hundred yards toward yerba buena island.
i pushed my bike up the ramp and looked in the tank to assess. it's a dirtbike, so the tank has two distinct "lobes" to accomodate the top tube of the frame. I had a few ounces in the tank but they were not in the lobe with the fuel pickup, so i dumped the bike on its side to get the fuel to slosh over to where i wanted it.
i got back on the highway and, going quite slowly and gently, managed to get to the gas station at west oakland bart, the engine leaning out and sputtering right as i rolled into their lot.
Normally you take for granted that the engine works for hours at at time.
When you've come to a stop and found those last few ounces of fuel, it's such a relief that the engine can run again, and you know it won't run for very long, but every minute that it continues running saves you many minutes of walking or pushing. You appreciate every minute that the engine produces that amazing amount of power (compared to your own power when you're pushing a 300+ pound bike)
OTOH, Honda Goldwings have stereo systems. They might grow an automatic fuel reserve switcher-backer someday too. :)
Carb jets can get clogged, too, but are wider since they're not under as much pressure. Also, since they're a wear item they're a lot easier to clean and/or replace.
I am one of those who likes things old school. My bike still has a carburetor, has no fuel light or tachometer, and I have certainly had some practice reaching down to turn the fuel petcock to reserve while sputtering on the highway. If they didn't intend for me to do that, why did they put it on the left side? :)
See multiple Honda bikes with DCT (dual clutch transmission). This is what I'm planning to get as my first bike.
New bike has a vacuum-actuated fuel valve, no reserve. It does have a fuel gauge but since the tank is not a nice simple rectangle and the angle makes a difference the gauge is basically untrustworthy. So I go by the mileage and hope I don’t get it wrong. How hard would it be for them to add a reserve setting so it could just be between On and Reserve so I could just flip between them as needed?