I had one on the way to work this morning. I now understand the anxiety of having a fuel warning light, because the first time you need it, it's not going to work. 20 minutes and 2 gallons of $25 gas later, I was rolling again.
[bang]
what other mishaps mark the road to being this guy --> [moto]
There are only two types of riders: those who had dropped their bikes and those who will.
*also, get a EZPass because stopping to pay toll on oil slick pavement = bruised ego because you slipped on the pavement
Quote from: redxblack on September 18, 2008, 08:35:04 AM
what other mishaps mark the road to being this guy --> [moto]
He's happy cause he learned from said mis haps. ;D
For one thing, crashing, in and of itself, does not qualify anyone as being "in." Even thinking about whether or not you are "in" automatically makes you "out."
I had an '01 S4 and the fuel light didn't work. I ran out of gas once. Luckily I was close to home. About a year later, I got a recall notice on that fuel light. Dooooooh!
Today I was riding the Foggy and the fuel light came on at 110 miles. I started looking for gas here in Nashville. Most stations are completely out of gas, and a few have only 87 octane. So, I limped home and hope for better days tomorrow. I don't want to get started on the Octane discussion again, just telling my story.
Quote from: lemond on September 18, 2008, 08:51:39 AM
There are only two types of riders: those who had dropped their bikes and those who will.
I have never dropped a street bike in over 30 years of riding. Yes, scary. I know.
I wonder if I should bother investigating why the FUEL light and warning on the oil temp readout failed, or if I should just be sure to refill after 170 miles (for the record, I topped off when I got gas and had exactly 200 miles on the odo between fillup and empty).
As frustrating as it was, I was just glad it was such an easy fix (and that the pricks on the highway finally let me over before I ran out of momentum). ;D
The minute you turn the key on the bike and put your leg over it you are "in" - don't let anyone tell you otherwise. The rest of the shit that happens (crashing, draggin hard parts, running out of gas, scraping a knee) is all part of the fun. [thumbsup]
[moto]
Quote from: redxblack on September 18, 2008, 10:20:37 AM
I wonder if I should bother investigating why the FUEL light and warning on the oil temp readout failed, or if I should just be sure to refill after 170 miles (for the record, I topped off when I got gas and had exactly 200 miles on the odo between fillup and empty).
Not sure what you are riding, but the fuel light on my 695 pops on at about 160 miles. I'd say 150-170 is a good time to top off.
Quote from: redxblack on September 18, 2008, 10:20:37 AM
(for the record, I topped off when I got gas and had exactly 200 miles on the odo between fillup and empty).
200 miles?? What the hell kind of Monster are you riding and where can I get one (do the 620s get that??).
Quote from: arai_speed on September 18, 2008, 10:36:12 AM
The minute you turn the key on the bike and put your leg over it you are "in" - don't let anyone tell you otherwise. The rest of the shit that happens (crashing, draggin hard parts, running out of gas, scraping a knee) is all part of the fun. [thumbsup]
[moto]
+11ty billion. For many it's transportation, but I bought my bike to use as little more than a hobby/ free time amusement. As it turns out, it's great transportation (my poor neglected car) that happens to include all the rediculous "side effects" such as crashing, draggin hard parts, running out of gas, scraping a knee, as well as things like taking that rediculous 150 mile ride to a little bar/pub that overlooks the river just because they have great ribs.
I rode my 620 pretty much down to fumes today and only got about 155 miles. My 2 cents.
Quote from: metallimonster on September 18, 2008, 12:55:30 PM
I rode my 620 pretty much down to fumes today and only got about 155 miles. My 2 cents.
best i got was somewhere around 145 and i only has .4 gallons in the tank left
Quote from: mac900 on September 18, 2008, 09:34:05 AM
For one thing, crashing, in and of itself, does not qualify anyone as being "in." Even thinking about whether or not you are "in" automatically makes you "out."
I totally disagree, unless you're talking about Hells Angels membership requirements. ???
On the track... I found that authentic scraped up knee sliders give you the "in"... at least when I did it the first time... they all congratulated me and said I was "in".... of course... it didn't make me any faster.
Quote from: ryandalling on September 18, 2008, 01:40:05 PM
On the track... I found that authentic scraped up knee sliders give you the "in"... at least when I did it the first time... they all congratulated me and said I was "in".... of course... it didn't make me any faster.
[thumbsup]
I'm on an 02 750S ie. I knew I was pushing it. Live and learn. [thumbsup]
Quote from: ryandalling on September 18, 2008, 01:40:05 PM
On the track... I found that authentic scraped up knee sliders give you the "in"... at least when I did it the first time... they all congratulated me and said I was "in".... of course... it didn't make me any faster.
Cool, so all I need to do is bring some sandpaper, scuff up my gear, and I'm "in"? Sweet.
Does this apply if I drive a car on the track too?
[popcorn]
From a fellow noob....I got my 695 in April: [moto] The following events were preceeded by a strong sence that I was "in":
1. When pulling off to the side of the road to wait for your wife (on the same day you passed the motorcycle safety course), looking in the mirror, and hitting sand/gravel while gradually braking. No damage to the bike, but it is no fun wearing a hole in your boot because you are riding with a broken off shift lever. [bang]
2. Practicing u-turns on a sloped driveway, tipping, and finding that perfect point where you are stuck holding it up, but can't lift it back up without getting off. [bang]
3. Having to develop the flexibility of a circus acrobat in order to reach back to use your garage pass card while pulling forward in order to trip the magnetic sensor for the gate. [bang]
4. Constantly killing in your first month of riding while pulling out of a steep garage while the dismounted motorcycle cop waiving you on laughs. [leo] [bang]
5. Thinking to yourself that you are hot sh$t because its been months since you stalled it only to find yourself stopped on a steep hill with the very same motorcycle cop following behind you on his bike laughs as you stall it again. [leo] [bang]
6. Hitting a well hidden and unmarked dip at the apex of a tight (15 mph turn) leaned over and pushing it, being thrown totally off your line, noticing a ditch rushing up to you, fixating on the ditch....and riding right on in. :o (thinking to yourself that flying over the bars and tumbling down a water filled ditch feels a lot like skiing). [bang]
7. Backing into a parking space in the parking garage of your office, stepping on oil which was perfectly hidden by the lot number paint, having your foot go shooting out to the side while you try to figure out what the hell is going on. [bang]
8. Tying hard (and failing) to be cool blipping the throttle as you downshift while coming to a stop light going up a steep hill....and forgetting to clutch. :-[ ( :oSo that's how you get a 695 to wheelie :o)
9. Relying on the weather report (cloudy but clearing later) and deciding to riding from Seattle to a business meeting in Ellensburg (about 1.5 hours through the mountains) on a very overcast morning without rain gear only to find steadily increasing rain to the point of a total washout just past the point of no return....Upon arrival, I couldn't have been any wetter if I had jumped into a pool or colder if I had spent the time in a freezer. :-\ [bang]
10. Noticing that women on Harleys and never waive back and guys on custom Harleys give you the stink eye when you waive to them. :'(
11. Riding out on a bright sunny day with a mirrored visor, staying out way later than planned (well after dark), and then remembering that you forgot to bring your clear visor. [roll] [bang]
12. Catching a leg cramp after leaving the gym and while on the interstate. :o
13. Thinking that you scrubbed the last bit of chicken strip off your tires taking a sweet, traffic free on ramp at speed [evil]only to find that you still have got a ways to go ....wondering much later if you were close to hitting any hard parts. :-\
Over six thousand miles later, despite all of the above, and the fact that most of the foregoing was witnessed by a fellow biker or a really hot random girl:-[ I still grin from ear to ear every time I climb aboard and start it up, don't want to get off when I arrive, and get depressed on those days when I can't ride. I'm not sure if this makes me "in" or "out" but whatever it does, I'm having a blast. [moto]
Quote from: metallimonster on September 18, 2008, 12:55:30 PM
I rode my 620 pretty much down to fumes today and only got about 155 miles. My 2 cents.
I regularly put 180 miles on a tank commuting to work