wully
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A nice sunny day. Warm too.
I decide to take a run into the great metropolis of Lochgilphead for some supplies.
The unstoppable GS doesn't seem to keen to start so I plug in the Optimate , get my riding gear off and go and find something else to do for a few hours.
I un plug the Optimate and stab the starter button and Bavarias finest almost horizontally opposed twin burbles instantly into life.
Suit,boots,lug plugs,lid - c/w dark visor- and gloves on and I'm off into town. The sun beats down. The road is quiet. The bike feels great through the bends and over the potholed wreckage of mid Argyll roads - how could I have been thinking about selling my bike- just cause I'd only done 6 thousand miles in three years?
While filling up I day dream of making my next trip to work on the bike- over night ferry from Newcastle then a full day to here. Need to find some ' Parkering' for the bike...Sweden is only a short tunel and a long bridge away..
I love walking back to my bike when I've just filled it up.
Of course the fucking thing wouldn't bastard start, would it? And no way was I going to try and bump it on a flat road, it was a shit to bump down hill when I dumped it on its side 8 miles off the paved road for a couple of hours. That sent my back into agony spasm trying to pick it up.
Which is what killed the OME battery.
This replacement yellow pile of shit AGM battery has never been that good at starting the auld Panzer.
Luckily the nice man in the Riverside Garage had jump leads and brought his car round so I didn't have to call international rescue again. ( Mrs Wully is still ripping the piss after having to come find me in the van half way to the wind farm then help me pick the bike up, then try not to laugh while I tried to bump it down a dusty gravel road...)
Now I've forked out even more money for a tiny wee Oddesy battery than I've ever spent on any battery I can't very well go ahead and sell my bike. Can I?
June crew change by bike coming up....
I decide to take a run into the great metropolis of Lochgilphead for some supplies.
The unstoppable GS doesn't seem to keen to start so I plug in the Optimate , get my riding gear off and go and find something else to do for a few hours.
I un plug the Optimate and stab the starter button and Bavarias finest almost horizontally opposed twin burbles instantly into life.
Suit,boots,lug plugs,lid - c/w dark visor- and gloves on and I'm off into town. The sun beats down. The road is quiet. The bike feels great through the bends and over the potholed wreckage of mid Argyll roads - how could I have been thinking about selling my bike- just cause I'd only done 6 thousand miles in three years?
While filling up I day dream of making my next trip to work on the bike- over night ferry from Newcastle then a full day to here. Need to find some ' Parkering' for the bike...Sweden is only a short tunel and a long bridge away..
I love walking back to my bike when I've just filled it up.
Of course the fucking thing wouldn't bastard start, would it? And no way was I going to try and bump it on a flat road, it was a shit to bump down hill when I dumped it on its side 8 miles off the paved road for a couple of hours. That sent my back into agony spasm trying to pick it up.
Which is what killed the OME battery.
This replacement yellow pile of shit AGM battery has never been that good at starting the auld Panzer.
Luckily the nice man in the Riverside Garage had jump leads and brought his car round so I didn't have to call international rescue again. ( Mrs Wully is still ripping the piss after having to come find me in the van half way to the wind farm then help me pick the bike up, then try not to laugh while I tried to bump it down a dusty gravel road...)
Now I've forked out even more money for a tiny wee Oddesy battery than I've ever spent on any battery I can't very well go ahead and sell my bike. Can I?
June crew change by bike coming up....
