I've read the stories in the posts about our electrical gremlins. I now have more first hand experience.
Blasting down the highway in the left lane at about 70 mph and all of sudden the tach blinks then goes blank. (BTW: That's the first time that tach has worked in weeks!!)
(Did I forget to mention it was 10 pm? Oh yeah, and it was a Saturday night on a packed I-25 heading to downtown Denver.) So I did what any self respecting BD owner would do; squeezed the clutch and started signaling with the right hand. Okay, maybe is was more like demanding!
(Gotta cross 4 lanes to get to the shoulder. Make way bit**es…..I'm coming through!!) I smiled politely and nodded as the nice lady in the Volvo passed me since my loud barking dog had been neutered and became a silent Prius clone.
In the two years I've been privileged to own this beast, I've always enjoyed the PERFORMANCE aspect of that Vance & Hines PA system. (It had nothing to do with announcing my presence to cell phone zombies in cars, downshifting and roaring through tunnels, intentionally setting off car alarms in whole parking garages, or it doubling as a leaf blower in the driveway. Honest!!!) But I digress.
It is amazing the clarity of mind you get when silently coasting through that much traffic… did I mail the life insurance check or set it up on EFT? Do I really want to be the pushing this 700 lb beast out of traffic? Who's a good enough friend to call at 10:30 on Saturday for help, if I can't limp this thing home?
Do I actually hear the tires against the road and the gears in the tranny?
My angels were with me that night though. I got across the lanes to the shoulder then coasted until it stopped. (I'm thinking each foot it coasts is a foot I don't have to push.)
After turning it on and off several times and putzing with the key switch, I determined that it was indeed the switch. It was so loose the key rattling around in the socket. I got it tweeked enough that I was able to limp home only stalling twice along the way.
Crisis averted, no life insurance payout for my daughter.. yet again; and my Dog is still the most fun I've ever had fully clothed.
Then the saga of a replacement switch began. I posted something that might be helpful about sources for a replacement switch in the Tech Section.
Enjoy your rides, my friends.
Blasting down the highway in the left lane at about 70 mph and all of sudden the tach blinks then goes blank. (BTW: That's the first time that tach has worked in weeks!!)
(Did I forget to mention it was 10 pm? Oh yeah, and it was a Saturday night on a packed I-25 heading to downtown Denver.) So I did what any self respecting BD owner would do; squeezed the clutch and started signaling with the right hand. Okay, maybe is was more like demanding!
(Gotta cross 4 lanes to get to the shoulder. Make way bit**es…..I'm coming through!!) I smiled politely and nodded as the nice lady in the Volvo passed me since my loud barking dog had been neutered and became a silent Prius clone.
In the two years I've been privileged to own this beast, I've always enjoyed the PERFORMANCE aspect of that Vance & Hines PA system. (It had nothing to do with announcing my presence to cell phone zombies in cars, downshifting and roaring through tunnels, intentionally setting off car alarms in whole parking garages, or it doubling as a leaf blower in the driveway. Honest!!!) But I digress.
It is amazing the clarity of mind you get when silently coasting through that much traffic… did I mail the life insurance check or set it up on EFT? Do I really want to be the pushing this 700 lb beast out of traffic? Who's a good enough friend to call at 10:30 on Saturday for help, if I can't limp this thing home?
Do I actually hear the tires against the road and the gears in the tranny?
My angels were with me that night though. I got across the lanes to the shoulder then coasted until it stopped. (I'm thinking each foot it coasts is a foot I don't have to push.)
After turning it on and off several times and putzing with the key switch, I determined that it was indeed the switch. It was so loose the key rattling around in the socket. I got it tweeked enough that I was able to limp home only stalling twice along the way.
Crisis averted, no life insurance payout for my daughter.. yet again; and my Dog is still the most fun I've ever had fully clothed.
Then the saga of a replacement switch began. I posted something that might be helpful about sources for a replacement switch in the Tech Section.
Enjoy your rides, my friends.







