Sounds easy restoring a 73 ‘Jaffa’ Z1, well it
should be. Hell, it can’t be that hard because I remember what it was like to break open a wooden crate
revelling a half days work ahead of you. I was part of a small band of techno wizards armed with a hand full of
vacuum gauges and a special shim changing tool not to mention a dwell angle meter. We spent hours checking float
levels, valve clearances, tightening and checking the torque on swing arm bolts plus carrying our regular
service bulletin items. All this pre-delivery work was done before handing it over to a lucky bastard who had
just shelled out £1020, and that was almost 40 years ago. It was all good fun and easy.
However, with my Z1 restoration project almost
complete after a year’s work I must say it hasn’t been that easy. I have spent years playing a rodeo cowboy on
these Z1s, racing them all over the world but it’s not until you take an honest look at the original bike do you
realise the enormity required to start a total rebuild project. I have made all the classic mistakes along the
way like trying to slip the cylinder over four not very co-operative pistons only to find someone had fitted
oversize sleeves to the bike. I had bought it 3 years previously thinking it was a standard size engine, wrong,
shit! That means another gasket needs to be ordered. One perfect example that demonstrates if it was easy, then
everyone would be doing it. I had not even given a thought to check the bore size. And so another few weeks slip
by as you trawl the internet looking for a stock size cylinder and piston kit.
Z1s are in my blood, right from winning a “rock, scissors, paper” challenge as a mechanic to be the first to
assemble and road test Kawasaki’s inaugural ‘superbike’ when it arrived in New Zealand. I had been employed by
the Kawasaki importers at the time which kept me busy all week assembling Z1s, H2s and H1-B models plus a bunch
of the big selling GA5A and G4TR-a (NZ was a farm market after all). During these times I developed a real
passion that still exists strongly today for those early '70s Kwakas.
New Zealand and Australia shared one big racing
motorcycle event during the early seventies, the ‘Castrol” sponsored - Six Hour production race for bikes. It
was supposed to be for ‘straight out of the box” bikes. So in 1974 I rode a Z1A to victory, riding the whole six
hours alone in a somewhat unchallenged race, albeit that I did need to take a “piss stop” which luckily
coincided with a scheduled fuel stop!. The bike ran like clockwork, never missed a beat and earned me a bottle
of cheap wine and a cheque for £70. That money, incidentally, was spent at the bar before riding back to
Auckland some 300 miles away. Oh!, those were the days, uncomplicated and a huge amount of
fun.
I followed up that first win with another the
following year and the long association with the Z1 and its derivatives began. I spent a few years bouncing off
lamp posts and kerbs in and around NZ and Australia, racing on all types of circuits. Mostly on my trusty
modified Z1, usually with its front wheel clawing the air in long almost vertical wheelies.
I finally had an opportunity to race in Japan
for Moriwaki who provided a Z1 superbike with 'straight bars' and if it had not been for a fuel cock-up, we
had to settle for 3rd, and that was back in 1978.
Not being shy of challengers, I saw the Isle of
Man as my next big step and armed with an accompanying letter of introduction from Mike Hailwood, off I
went. Moriwaki prepared a special UK style
racer with clip-ons, but I wasn't sure about blending into the English way of 'Pukka' racing, so after using it
at the TT and finishing 4th, it went back to Japan, with me favouring instead to use the high handlebar 'sit up
and beg' superbike. It was the best thing I did and right from that first race at Brands in early '79, I was on
the pace and in the press. I challenged most of the current British racing icons leaving everyone questioning
who the hell I was. But that is another story. (see my book CROZ-LARRIKIN BIKER).
Taking a giant leap forward (30 odd years) I
find myself back with tinkering with the old Z1s working out how I can blend the ‘old with the new’ to create my
own ‘street fighter’. Nowadays I am very conscious that any use of a torque wrench on these old girls usually
means a stripped thread well before reaching the required limit. Where would I be without a heli-coil
set?
But Street Fighters have been around for a long
time. It’s nothing new from my point of view because it is now, what I was back then. Big engine, big power,
flapping off the bars trying to hold on! It’s also a time for me to put my years of experience into play and
have some fun designing new triple clamps so as the later model ‘upside down’ forks can be used on the Z1
chassis’s of old. I have been careful it its design of making sure the caster angle and trail length give me
what I want. But best of all is it’s the feral look of these street fighters that gives each its distinct raw
edge and identity. It’s gotta be fun and I am really enjoying playing god to my new creation! Well I was until
my wife Helen presented me with the costing to date! My almost fully restored Z1 is sitting owing me close to
£12,000 (and building!) plus my half finished ‘Street fighter’ with it’s Moriwaki titanium pipe, Yoshimura cam
and valve gear is edging up that way as well. But more alarmingly that’s before I factor into it a newly
manufactured close ratio gearbox costing close to £1200. Will it ever stop, probably not but I am having fun
re-living my youth so don’t rain on my parade.