I know it has been quite a bit since last I posted, but outside of work, things have been pretty quiet. I’ve been getting a bit antsy again and wanting to take a road trip or do SOMETHING to stave off the boredom, but have yet to do anything about it.
I’m finding myself in another rut, which seems to happen every year or so. I get bored and feel the need to shake things up a bit, but never seem to actually do anything about it. Sometimes the feeling passes quickly, sometimes it takes a good long while. This time is the latter…
I just want some excitement and a bit of change.
Well, I guess I got what I asked for. This morning I started my bike, which failed the first time, but came right up after I choked it slightly and hit the starter again. As I was backing out of my garage, I noticed something that made my stomach sink: the display had reset its self. While this may seem mundane and completely ordinary to most, what it means to me is another round of shop-time and not having my bike for who knows how long.
You see, when the display resets itself that means one thing: electrical issues. Basically, my charging system still seems to be shot. If the charging system is shot, that means every time I ride the bike, it drains the battery slightly. When the battery drains, the bike no-worky. Bikey no-worky makes Jason not happy. SERIOUSLY not happy.
So, it is off to the shop once again for an indeterminate amount of time to try and solve this puzzle of an issue. I love the guys and gals at the shop, but I fear my patience this time won’t be as long as it has been before.
All I want is a bike I can rely on. If I am in constant fear of draining the battery then I won’t be comfortable taking longer (or for that matter even SHORTER) rides. I have been wanting to ride up to Santa Maria for some fun on the back roads by the vineyards, as well as just take off for a day or two and see where I end up. This just won’t be happening until I can have some faith that my bike won’t crap out on me when I am hundreds of miles away from home on a quiet road coming up on dusk, and no where near any sort of automotive services.
For the meantime, I will be stuck driving my Grand Cherokee again. Which sucks, ‘cause, ya know… its not a bike. 🙂