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Sunday was a great day for riding. A group of us planned to ride to a classic bike event two hours away. We’d hit some nice back roads and make a day of it. We were all coming from different directions so we settled on a location that would put us near the first road we wanted to test.
I arrived late because of an accident and nobody was there. I didn’t know if everybody was also running late so I took this opportunity to grab a cup of coffee. I waited for a half-hour and realized they must have thought I wasn’t coming. I figured since I had a couple of routes planned - I take one of them and would meet them there.
I go to fire up the bike - nothing. :???: Check the kill switch, all the lights are on. Go to fire the bike up again - nothing. I had a similar problem coming back from Ohio, took it to the dealer and they found nothing. We soon discovered I blew a fuse. However, once the fuse was replaced it still wouldn’t start. We soon discovered that if I let the bike cool down it would start.
Thinking this might be the same problem coming back to haunt me, I let the bike cool down. So, I go grab another cup of coffee and a donut. Finish, check the time and now it's 11:10. Go to fire the bike up - nothing!!!
I remove my seat to check the fuses and all looked fine; so I let the bike cool down longer. It's now 11:45 and I attempt to start the bike again - nothing. :evil: I call my wife and she was in Hagerstown with her father helping him to pick out a new washer and dryer. So, they have the truck and are 30 minutes from Chambersburg, which puts them an hour from my location; but they would have to unload the washer and dryer before they could come pick me and my bike up.
I try to start the bike again - nothing. A gentleman in a Ranger Rover came over to talk to me. He told me he had a silver 955i with Wolf exhaust and loved it. He went on and on and I humored him. Meanwhile, I'm thinking, "Could I barrow you Range Rover and drive over my bike, smashing it to bits." He was a nice guy.
Time check (12:30). A guy trailering a Harley comes over and I asked if he would help me to bump start my bike. He said no problem. We tried and tried - nothing. We gave up and I thanked him. My wife finally called and said they were on the way home and she'd be there to get me. After I got off my cell phone I noticed a girl was standing there waiting for me to get off the phone. She asked me for directions. She asked how to get to I-81. She was waaaaaaay off. How she got this far I don't know. I pointed her in the right direction and she thanked me.
Time check (1:30): My wife is on the way but couldn't fine the tie-downs; so she was stopping to get a new set. I told her to call me when she got to the square.
Time check (2:15): My wife calls so I'm telling her where to pull in so I would have an easy time loading the bike. Just for kicks I try starting the bike and it started up. I called my wife and she was irritated too. She said she would find a place to turn around and would see me at home.
You have no idea how pissed I was. No idea. I'm still contemplating selling the ***** bike for something else. I know, it may seem silly but I'm bitter.
I arrived late because of an accident and nobody was there. I didn’t know if everybody was also running late so I took this opportunity to grab a cup of coffee. I waited for a half-hour and realized they must have thought I wasn’t coming. I figured since I had a couple of routes planned - I take one of them and would meet them there.
I go to fire up the bike - nothing. :???: Check the kill switch, all the lights are on. Go to fire the bike up again - nothing. I had a similar problem coming back from Ohio, took it to the dealer and they found nothing. We soon discovered I blew a fuse. However, once the fuse was replaced it still wouldn’t start. We soon discovered that if I let the bike cool down it would start.
Thinking this might be the same problem coming back to haunt me, I let the bike cool down. So, I go grab another cup of coffee and a donut. Finish, check the time and now it's 11:10. Go to fire the bike up - nothing!!!
I remove my seat to check the fuses and all looked fine; so I let the bike cool down longer. It's now 11:45 and I attempt to start the bike again - nothing. :evil: I call my wife and she was in Hagerstown with her father helping him to pick out a new washer and dryer. So, they have the truck and are 30 minutes from Chambersburg, which puts them an hour from my location; but they would have to unload the washer and dryer before they could come pick me and my bike up.
I try to start the bike again - nothing. A gentleman in a Ranger Rover came over to talk to me. He told me he had a silver 955i with Wolf exhaust and loved it. He went on and on and I humored him. Meanwhile, I'm thinking, "Could I barrow you Range Rover and drive over my bike, smashing it to bits." He was a nice guy.
Time check (12:30). A guy trailering a Harley comes over and I asked if he would help me to bump start my bike. He said no problem. We tried and tried - nothing. We gave up and I thanked him. My wife finally called and said they were on the way home and she'd be there to get me. After I got off my cell phone I noticed a girl was standing there waiting for me to get off the phone. She asked me for directions. She asked how to get to I-81. She was waaaaaaay off. How she got this far I don't know. I pointed her in the right direction and she thanked me.
Time check (1:30): My wife is on the way but couldn't fine the tie-downs; so she was stopping to get a new set. I told her to call me when she got to the square.
Time check (2:15): My wife calls so I'm telling her where to pull in so I would have an easy time loading the bike. Just for kicks I try starting the bike and it started up. I called my wife and she was irritated too. She said she would find a place to turn around and would see me at home.
You have no idea how pissed I was. No idea. I'm still contemplating selling the ***** bike for something else. I know, it may seem silly but I'm bitter.
