I finally got the call I had been waiting for, after nearly three weeks, my bike was ready. The day was going well before that too as I'd sold off my R&G crash mushrooms to a member of the Ducati Forum for pretty much what I paid for them. After a quick visit to the gym, I headed home, picked up my riding kit and then headed over the dealership. The bike fired first time and it felt great to be back on it, despite it taking a few moments to reacclimatise to the riding position and the feel of the clutch lever. After a brief second stop for some food, I headed home to clean the thing. This is when things started to take a turn for the worse. When cleaning the bike, I noticed a deep scratch in the right fairing. I'm choosing to believe that it was scratched in the AA van when it was taken to the dealer as Artur isn't that careless, but this was the least of my problems. Each and every time I clean the bike, I run it up to temperature to help dry it out and remove any remaining water. This time thou, the immobiliser kicked in. You have to be joking! I tried at least twenty times, still no joy. After a quick call, I had to start taking the bike apart to get access to the battery. This is when I noticed that most of the fasteners were different. I made a point of giving the originals to Artur so they wouldn't get lost, but the ones on the bike were different, basically bigger than standard. Weird. Must have a word with him about that.
Anyway, after a call from Artur, I found myself playing around with the battery, the radio antenna by the ignition barrell and checking the fuses, but it still wouldn't work, which left me in a difficult situation. My car was three miles away, parked close to the dealership and I needed to get to work in the morning. I would have to get it, so as time wasn't on my side, I put the bike back together, which is when something strange happened. The bike worked. I tried several times and it continued to work. I was seriously confused, but I had to get my car, so I marched off, angry and frustrated with the way the afternoon/evening had gone.
When I got back I checked the bike and again it worked, so maybe whatever the problem was it has fixed itself, but whatever the cause, it has left me feeling very uneasy. Having a reliable mode of transport is vital for me, especially as I start work so early. This is why I went back and got my car. If the bike won't start, I need transport and this is the wonder of having two bikes. If one won't work you use the other. Shame I've only got one at the moment. Must sort that out
Anyway, after a call from Artur, I found myself playing around with the battery, the radio antenna by the ignition barrell and checking the fuses, but it still wouldn't work, which left me in a difficult situation. My car was three miles away, parked close to the dealership and I needed to get to work in the morning. I would have to get it, so as time wasn't on my side, I put the bike back together, which is when something strange happened. The bike worked. I tried several times and it continued to work. I was seriously confused, but I had to get my car, so I marched off, angry and frustrated with the way the afternoon/evening had gone.
When I got back I checked the bike and again it worked, so maybe whatever the problem was it has fixed itself, but whatever the cause, it has left me feeling very uneasy. Having a reliable mode of transport is vital for me, especially as I start work so early. This is why I went back and got my car. If the bike won't start, I need transport and this is the wonder of having two bikes. If one won't work you use the other. Shame I've only got one at the moment. Must sort that out
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