Probably a boring story, but I'll tell it anyways:
I finally got some time to take the bike out today. For once it wasn't 90+ degrees or raining and the sun wasn't about to go down. (I don't even try to ride at night yet.)
I pulled the bike out of the shed, down the ramp, got it started, let it warm, checked and refilled the tire pressure to 30lbs, then got ready to go for a short ride, with the idea I needed to be at home for the "Cable guy" to look over my ONT (optical network terminal) which was causing issues for internet and tv.
I first realized the gears were a little grabby, so I adjusted the clutch back and forth for a bit, eased out down the grass to the driveway then finally decided get off for a moment and take off my coat and cool off. I shut the bike down, relaxed for a few, (got my first wave from a guy on a scooter, I waved back.)
SO Onto the bike I go down the sidewalk to the nieghbors driveway (my house is on a corner so I would need to watch 3 directions, neighbor needs to watch only 2 directions.) I pulled out, went down the road to a side street, cruising along about 20-25.
I curiously heard "pops" as I was cruising, 1st gear 3000-4000 rpm's about 25-20 mph, which was weird, but the motor still ran smoothly. I slowed, turned right, saw a car moving slowly toward me from opposite direction and eyeballing a driveway, I covered the horn button ready to use my Fancy HIGHWAY BLASTER if needed but they saw me, and waited. I pulled past went down to the stop sign, slowed, used back and front brakes, and clutch pulled all the way in, and then realized the bike had STALLED and was coasting to the stop sign!
I duck walked to the side of the road, tried to start and found the bike would not start.
I put the kickstand DOWN -- with the idea of getting off the bike then reconsidered since I had so much trouble getting my leg over in the first place today. (Ive started to stretch a bit but hasnt helped really.)
I used the "choke" lever, got the bike started.
I then PULLED OUT to the right.
I took another right, following the "slow, look, roll" mantra, then went down the road, which curved to the LEFT.
Instead of going left the bike seemed to stop leaning and I heard a scraping sound. I immediately said to myself "OH SH!T! The Kickstand!" and managed to clutch in and pull over. After a minor heart attack I pulled out, continued on, and pulled into the yard of my house, leaving the bike in the driveway.
JUST in time to take a shower, and wait 4 hours for the Cincinnati Bell tech who NEVER SHOWED UP.
(it turns out per technical support in the Philippines had no record of my appointment that I set up on Friday.)
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