Felt The Love Yesterday .
Apologies in advance for my inability to cut a long story short .
Went over to Fowler's yesterday for a Cuppa T and a mooch around . It was nice weather when I left but got caught in some serious moisture on the way back along the M4 and the bike died . Clearly that amount of water and the bellmouth intake I fitted to the airbox aren't compatible , I got caught out with the same issue with Burbler and Co in the Brecons last year and sadly didn't learn my lesson :o
Managed to get it going enough to start it and coughed and spluttered my way to the nearest flyover where I sat underneath a bridge on the hard shoulder for about half an hour in heavy rain , with trucks flying by and giving me a nice fine pressure washing . I was soaked to the skin , the bike was bloody filthy , not working and it was getting dark in about an hour so was a tad narked ( mostly at my own idiocy). I took the filter out , gave it a good shake and a wipe off , put it back together and managed to limp into Leigh Delamare . At least I was off the road .
While I was there on my knees , in a wet car park , in the rain , buggering about with the filter , the bike not starting at all , and contemplating my next move , two guys in bike gear came over and chose to stand out in the rain with me . We exchanged pleasantries and a bit of lighthearted banter while I put the old girl back together . In the meantime the rain had eased off a bit so I rode it round the car park a couple of times , still a bit spluttery but decided to chance it and these two fellas said they would follow me back in case it died again . I almost got to the end of the sliproad on to the M4 and it went again , there was a lot of standing water being thrown by the back wheel straight into the side of the airbox .
One of the guys then offered to ride me back to Swindon to pick up the van while his mate stood on the side of the motorway...... with my bike , but it takes a couple of hours at least to strip the van out and it's usually a next day job , depending on the time , so I scrapped that idea and we pushed the old lump all the way back up the sliproad to the petrol station and chained it to a post underneath a couple of cameras , left my reg and explained the situation to the manager who assured me they would look after it and no financial penalties would be incurred .
After all that farting about they then offered to drop me off , so got my kit on and they rode me home ......... to the front door . :)
Numerous times I tried to insist that they get on their way and I would get it sorted , but neither of them would have it , also one guys phone went and i heard him tell whoever was at the other end that they were busy with something and they would be round shortly , so they clearly had somewhere else to be , but chose to spend some of Saturday afternoon buggering about with me in the rain .
I FECKIN' love biking , and the brotherhood is still well and truly alive ( and Sisterhood ) love you too girls . Even when S**T happens the day just got better and better and I'm grateful .
I don't think they come on here but anyone who knows Lee Prior and Jason Ellen from Swindon , give them a pat on the back next time you see them and remind them what thoroughly decent individuals they are .
Anway my Brother drove over to the services this morning and I dried off the filter , ran the engine for a bit , got some fresh air through and fitted the stock SNORKEL , yeah it's called a snorkel , I've always known it was called a snorkel , it even looks like a bloody snorkel . You would think that would have been enough of a clue ........... Ran like a dream all the way back . :cool:
Top Blokes......
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