Sunday, July 15, 2012

Darn it.....

Rode the big ole maroon and black Harley a few counties away to hang out with some of my brothers.
Not a real long ride, but a nice ride.....
About half way there it sounded like a pool ball started slamming around somewhere in the motor....a real
oh shit attention getter.....
Just so happens one of the brothers runs a bike shop down where I was headed, and we were all meeting there
anyway. I tarried on, though I slowed down a little.

Well.....I thought the racket was coming from the primary, which is the chain drive/clutch stuff area between the motor and transmission. I got some tools and took the inspection covers off and felt around, and used one of the handy dandy telescoping magnet things to see what I could find in there too....nothing out of the ordinary.....hmmmm.....okay. put it all back together.

Everyone finally arrived and we rode to a restuarant to hang out and eat. Had a great time, and one of the guys present was just somebody rolling down the road, and hooked up with one of my brothers to hang out and ride too....a stranger we all made feel welcome, a construction worker here for a job....ANYWAY... When we had all finished,  I asked where the checks were, so I could pay up. I find out the stranger who we all just met paid for ALL our food....damn....I asked what?????????? The guy said he did it because we showed him a good time, friendship, and made him feel welcome......so we left the waitress a helluva tip.

We all depart and head our own ways. One of the bros stayed with me halfway home before he had to ake his left turn....just making sure I did not have any problems with the bike.....and then the damn racket started up again. I hate noises I cannot ID. Then from out of no-where another of my bros pulls up beside me on his hawg. At a stop light I asked where the hell he came from, and told him how happy I was to see him. We stop at a gas station and I fill him in on what is going on with the noise.....he stayed with me all the way home.

I made it home with the darn motor intact....I am thinking maybe something is amiss in the transmission. Oh well...we are home safe, I will get around to looking into this week....I still have more Harley's to ride. Just lucky to have made it home becauseit ain't no fun to have the tranny lock up at 60+ mile per hour.....leaves a helluva skidmark....and I just ain't talking about on the road.
Then I come in and take about a four hour nap......

And that is my boring Sunday.

10 comments:

  1. Sundance,

    Your Sunday didn't sound boring! You had the opportunity to meet someone new and you and your friends enjoyed his company.

    Have you figured out what the noise was?

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    1. No idea what the noise is yet.....but I can say for certain that H-D stands for "high dollar"....just one of them things that I will get to when time permits I reckon. Not too worried about it now that it is home, and not stranded out on the road waiting for the truck and trailer.

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  2. sounds like an awesome Sunday to me, Warlock, buddy! that was areal classy thing for your new friend to do for you all and i am glad that you guys showed him a good time. also glad that one of your buddies stayed with you until you got home - it's always scarey to hear something rattling around! i hope you can figure out what is wrong and i hope that it is an easy fix for you!

    your friend,
    kymber

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    1. The afternoon nap was the highlight of the day though.

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  3. A Sunday cruising around with good people, it's the perfect kind of day. Across town or across country, getting out into the wind is always amazing.

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    1. yes it is.....then of course I ride a bike to work every day, rain or shine. The ride is always better on the way home.

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  4. I do hope the fix is an easy one and cheap!

    Sounds like a real good day to me! Brotherhood makes it all worth while!

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  5. I hope it is cheap and easy to fix too.....

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  6. Sounds like parts of the day were way too exciting! It's good to have friends and brothers who watch one another's backs; keeping my fingers crossed that it's a cheap and easy fix.

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  7. It sounds like a good day. As bad as the unknown engine noise is, its great to know you have brothers to watch over you when you are having those problems, as I'm sure you would do for them if they were in your predicament. Keep it shiny side up.

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