So on friday I rode my MV Agusta F4 - and noticed the turn signals went out... So when i got home i put it on the lift and determined to poke it till it screamed. Saturday
epim and
elfboy23 drug my ass out of bed and we went on a ride, I took the Benelli TNT Sport. romping around the santa cruz roads, down bonny doon i felt the front brakes start giving out.. Mentaly I was well.. hmmm. Airbubble? Other concepts went through my head but i was optomistic.. The boys lead the way through traffic on highway one and I followed suit but a little more carefull since i now had only my rear brake. We stopped on pacific and debated lunch when
epim notted my front wheel was covered with brake fluid... DOH! Well over lunch I debated risking riding it home.. and decided with the high tourist level any moron pulling out making me swerve would make me go down on that slick oiled front wheel.
elfboy23 was nice enough to go get his truck while I had a coffee at cafe pergolessi, and we headed home. We had a fun evening bar b queing with
elfboy23 and
tragydie and my girl Cindy..
elfboy23 helped me tinker with the MV till we basicaly figured it was the Relay, simple to replace. Thanx Adrian! Anyway today I wanted to do some errands and hopped on the BMW R1200gs Adventure. My car. What could go wrong I thought? Wouldnt it be funny if tonight ide have a 3rd bike issue? Do I like pissing in fate's cherious? HELL YEA I do! Five minutes later the BMW Died. Just DIED. Some electrical issue... My darling Cindy came over in her car, we tried to jump the bike off her car.. nope.. not the battery! No longer wanting to abuse Adrian's generosity, I called Timmah, an awsome friend.. he came with a trailer and we belted the beast down and now it waits at tims till tuesday for the dealerships to open.. I have to call for dead BMW's Benellie brake lines, MV Agusta relays.. ooh my!
I had someone ask me if i was done for motorcycles for a bit... I think thats funny.. might as well ask me if I'm tired of breathing yet..