October 13, 2007
Its 7pm and I just got home. Yet I left 10:30am this morning! I'll explain.
So I pulled over and checked everything. Then I called my friend Mark (who basically mentors me on all that is motorcycle) and asked him what could have went wrong. He told me to check the fuses and the battery, so i did. After a while I found out that it indeed was the old main fuse on my bike that had probably been in the fusebox since the bike was made in 1981. So mark told me that he and his roommate Tom would come bring the truck and some fuses and get my bike running or tow my bike back home. I'm very lucky to know people like Mark and Tom or else I would be stuck out there all night or have to leave my bike there overnight, which i hate doing. I ended up just sitting around waiting for them to arrive for about an hour. So Mark when mark arrived we popped in a new fuse and the bike started right up again. Note to self, ALWAYS bring extra fuses. A fact which I already knew but chose to ignore. Well I payed the price. Got the footage, handlebars are so great, and learned a valuable lesson.

Today's conditions were great so i headed up to Kettle Moraine. (Yet again). Mainly I went to video tape it so I can show friends and family just why I love it so much, and to test out the new GP Touring handlebars i put on my bike. I decided to take pure back roads all the way up to Kettle Moraine. Some of the roads were pure farm roads without any lines, and I think once (once) i hit 100mph on one of them. When I got to Kettle Moraine I had a blast. That is until i tried to film the road. I forgot to charge the batteries on my camera so I had to drive all the way to Plymouth, WI to get some more. Then when I got back to Kettle Moraine Drive I started to film the road again, but my camera kept shutting off and I have no idea why. So all i kept getting was about 30-40 seconds of the road and that was all. It was very frustrating and i tried a million things, involving duck taping the camera to the front of my bike.
Finally I got good footage of the road to nearly the end of it. When I stopped to take down the camera the fog light on my Seca had fallen out! Luckily it was still hanging on by the bulb wire. It was only a small screw that could be replaced so it wasn't such a big deal. I just put the light in my backpack and kept on riding. After hours of fun I decided that I should probably go home. As soon as I headed down the road to leave my bike dies! No!!! 