What happens when an alternator goes bad?
What's it take to get to the alternator?
A lot of work:
It just hasn't been my year. Sometimes I wonder if I should just start doing something else, like flying.
A friend was hit by a left turner and seriously injured early this year. He probably won't ride again.
Another good friend was rear ended on her motorcycle by a drunk driver and killed. RIP Liz
, I miss your smile.
I hit a rock, blew out a tire, and bent a rim on the way home from the Chief Joseph Rally.
The alternator goes out and I'm stranded on "The Loneliest Road in America."
The entire month goes buy as I tear into the bike and wait for parts. My real work intervenes and I need to work extra hours.
I just finished putting it back together yesterday, August 24th.
Sometimes I think its time to quit. Then I start to feel the pull of the road. Four days after reassembling this collection of metal, rubber and plastic, I'm riding to Colorado, and then on to Rapid City, SD. Am I too dense to know when to quit? Am I addicted?
Yes, and yes. I can't wait to get going. Friday morning, I'll once again be running down the road, in search of another adventure. It doesn't hurt that my honey will be waiting for me at the end of a long ride.
It's moments like these that keep me going. I guess I'll keep riding.