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The Most Stupid Extra I Ever Fitted...
It was the night before our holiday in Ireland, last year; panniers packed, all fluids checked, all cables and chains adjusted and all pressures correct. When, in the garage, I came across a previous impulse buy of long ago - an "aircraft compass". A solid and dinky thing. Offering it up to the dash I could see how wonderful it would be, fixed behind the screen, knowing the cardinal points at every junction.
Who needs satnav, this thing didn't even need batteries.
Off with the screen and fairing, out with the cordless and there it was, an integral part of Tigger. Spent an hour working out how to adjust the thing, then to bed. Oh how proud would wife be (although they never appreciate shiny metal things like we do). How pleased she was going to be when she realised I'd saved us £550 by not buying a Garmin.
Up at 6am. 10 hours to do 280 miles to ferry; a leisurely ride. Wife very excited, plugs in intercom, sees compass as soon as she jumps on. Fire up the beast. Deafening laughter from her as the compass spins around at around 10 rpm. And when it stopped spinning one way it then started in the other direction.
It's so utterly useless I decided to leave it in position. I never did work out if it was some Electro-Magnetic Pulse or harmonic vibrations that set it off. To add to its uselessness, all the violent spinning has done something to the damping fluid; turning it a dirty, opaque brown colour, further enhancing its absurdity.
My wife issues a light cackle everytime she spots it. I think it cost£42.
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Last edited by Tone in't Fens; 06-24-2009 at 06:15 PM.
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