HID and Stuck

Hello everyone.

My bike is fixed! HOORAY! After Suzuki replaced the wiring loom it fired up first time, so that seemed to be the problem. It was covered under warranty too so I didn’t have to worry about footing the bill. On the flipside though my rear tyre is “completely illegal” and is getting replaced this Wednesday with a new one, and will cost £119 odds.

Upon getting the call that my bike was fixed I was desperate to get it back as I have been doing the bus thing. It’s not that bad now actually because the buses here have free wifi! I would get on the bus around 7:30am and get the iPod touch out and start reading the news, surfing the web, listening to music. It was nice to be able to relax on the way in to work (although you did get the dodgy driving and kangaroo braking which ruined the otherwise sleepy journey)

I was fed up of the 6:20am rise as I usually wake up around 7:45am when I have the bike, so it was pretty tough. Plus the fact that if I need to do stay later it means having to re-arrange a collection from the park ‘n ride, which can be inconvenient for everyone else. So the long and short of it was I was desperate to get my wheels back.

The ride back from the garage was funny. Not haha, but weird. The bike seemed really difficult to lean, and perhaps it was subliminal considering the phrase “completely illegal” was used about my squared off rear. But I got home and the HID light was really cool!

But then on Saturday the HID stuck on low beam and the solenoid wouldn’t change it to full beam. At least it was on though, but it was annoying. This was later on in the evening during a trip with Em because it was a nice night.

Today Em and I went to Scott Murray’s because I wanted to get some wheel stripes. I saw some boys on the forum had them and it looks great! So we left to go there, anticipating a call from Blair as today’s weather was nothing short of glorious. The HID rig was working this morning, after I washed my bike. It only seemed to stay working for a wee while though, and then stuck on full whack for the rest of the day (but I didn’t realise this until I got home! OOPS! I wondered why all the signs were really bright! HA)

We chatted to the boys and I bought a new back protector, which I will review after this post.

After a quick chat we were off again and headed to Blairs, and then over to St. Andrews for a ride/chips. The bike felt really good today for some reason and was smooth, gears, throttle and brakes were all silky. It must have been the weather/new helmet which added to the “I’m alive” feeling.

Once we got to St.A we headed to the back of the Old Course where the dunes are and stopped for 10 minutes. It was getting colder, but we thought it was just the breeze from the sea. A boy on a Buell, the exact same as mine drove past and I was a hater. He also was wearing the RST Electric jacket and draggin jeans, the exact same setup I had when I had the Buell. It was like I was watching me riding past. Really bizarre.

We fancied some chips so headed along the high street, but couldn’t see anywhere. Then Blair mentioned Anstruther and it’s famous chip shop and Em made an executive decision before Blair had even finished his sentence. We fuelled up and headed out, on some brilliant roads!

Once in Anstruther Em and Kirsty joined the ridiculous queue to the chip shop, some locals swearing under their breath, annoyed that the pavement was taken up with hungry punters. Blair and I stood outside for 45 minutes, watching the endless circuit of boy racers going up and down the high street. It was getting really cold and I had my Furygan/Hardas combo on, so was starting to get quite cold. The fish and chips arrived, with Kirsty saying another local jumped the queue. We ate, (delicious) and the left rickety tick. The ride back home was glorious, with the roads sweeping and fast, the sun low in the sky offering a warm breeze through open visors and the sound of two GSR’s in unison. It couldn’t get any better, and it didn’t as I started to get really tired and sore. The GSR seems to have a hard area on the seat, just before the tank. Basically where you like to sit. This means that after a days solid riding, it’s sore bums all round. I didn’t care though.

So that was my weekend! It was brilliant to get out with the 4 us on the bikes and the weather was simply glorious. It was meant to be raining as well! Pah, weathermen.

My bike is over the 4k barrier, time for the 2nd service.

Thanks for reading!

Gordon