Well, I never thought I would buy a Soviet "Rocket" but that is just what I did on Saturday. It was running fine when I wound it up so I decided to give it a case cleaning. Suddenly the darn thing slipped out of my hand and it hit the base of the wash sink. Dumb #@!% I shouted at myself and picked up the watch only to see it had stopped. Double Dumb %$#@. "Okay take a breath there Mo and figure this one out"
To the bench I went and figured the most likey thing that happened was the finger on the balance slipped out of the fork. Only problem was I could not see the fork at all. (First Pic) Much like the expression went in the old TV commerical "gee boss I always wanted to work on one of them furrin transmissons", I started to take it apart.
A screw here a brigde there, "where the heck was the darn fork?" Turns out it is coverd by a plate under the balance. By now I had the watch about 90% apart. Finally it came down to lifting the balance and reinserting and "BAM" the finger fell right into place. Next was to put it all back together. Which actually was easier than I thought it would be.
Here she is all cleaned up, new crystal and striking black leather strap. There is a personlized etching on the back that I will have one of my Russian colleagues translate for me.