Anyone got any good roadtrip stories?
I have a few.
Had a rear brake hang up enough to turn my rotor cherry red and start my leather saddlebag on fire in the first 5 miles of a solo 6 day, 1300 mile road trip on a (at the time) 24 year old Shovelhead.
It poured rain every day and besides the brake occasionally hanging up, I also had to take the SU carb apart along the road after a small piece of the plastic fuel filter broke off and became lodged in the needle and seat.
Then, the front pin holding the rear caliper fell out and I had to take the caliper all the way off to finish the trip.
Did I mention that I also dropped the bike in a curve in Rockford, Illinois on that trip?
It had been raining hard all day and as I leaned and hit the nice shiny newly painted stripe I thought "Not a good place to lean" and just like that, down she went.
After sliding to a stop, I picked her up repositioned the broken clutch lever and rode off.
Funny part was when I finally pulled into the bar in Tomahawk, Wisconsin (it was their bike party weekend) I couldnt find a spot to put the bike for all the cars and pickups.
Not a bike to be seen.
Keep in mind, it was pouring rain (again).
Walk in the bar and it's nothing but head to toe black leather on every swinging Richard in the place.
I turn back around and look outside. Nope, about the only bike out in the parking lot was mine.
Good times.