Many moons ago I posted about buying a YZ450 from my father-in-law for $700. My wife and I kept planning on a trip to Juneau to pick up the bike and an antique desk her grandma was giving her, but the trip kept getting put off for one reason or another. Finally I had it shipped to Anchorage and had a friend picked it up and hold it for me, and picked it up during a fishing expedition to Kenai.
It turns out that the bike isn't a 450, it's a 426, and it's been beat to dog snot. It runs, but it needs a LOT of TLC. Loose bolts on the clutch cover, loose bolts on the rear sprocket, a nasty wiring system etc. The carb definately needs cleaning. It also lived in SE Alaska, a temperate rain forest, and there is the rust I should have expected.
I've tightened up what I can for now, pulled the nasty metal mulisha graphics off. I hope to rebuild the bike this winter.
On the bright side, even as it sits it's a kick to ride, and there's a trail behind my house. I've forgotten how physically demanding dirt bike riding is...or maybe I'm just not in as good of shape as I thought I was.
It was still a fair deal, just not a smoking deal.