Well, quite funny looking back at last night, so though I would post it. I managed to get to finish work at 3pm yesterday afternoon so I could do the 250 miles back to my parents for the bank holiday from Bath to York.
I got onto the M42 and the traffic as usual was slow to the point of hardly moving at all, so as any normal biker would do I started filtering. I must have done about 3 miles between the middle lane and the fast lane when the gap closed up and I stopped behind a car and waited to carry on. Only I managed to stall the bike and then when I hit the starter motor to fire it back up all I got was a ticking instead of the turn over of the engine. Never good, so I pushed the bike quickly to the central reservation.
After rining my Dad at work to decide what to do, I called the police out who arrived in about 10 minutes and stopped the entire road and helped me push my bike to the hard shoulder, made sure I had the RAC on the way and then went off to nick people for speeding no doubt.
The RAC turned up eventually and got me on my way. Turns out my battery had just died, and for some reason was not holding its charge. He checked the alternator and voltages for me, and all was well. Got a new battery this afternoon and all is well today thankfully.
On the plus side though I have to say I am proud to be a biker, when not 2 seconds after coming of the phone to the police and guy on a pan am pulled over on the fast lane to make sure I was ok, and then most of the bikes who went past and saw me in the hard shoulder gave me a thumbs up to see if I needed help. Only one person, a nice woman in a car asked if I was fine when the traffic was crawling past me on the road.
What a great start to the weekend ey!
