SuperDave
28th December 2005, 21:09
Went for a ride last night around Kaukapakapa and Workworth to finish off a great long weekend. I didn't realise how many kms I clocked up the day before and as a result ran out of petrol - strange as the bike was not set on reserve yet it sucked the entire tank dry; I must have mistakenly switched the fuel lines when I took the tank off a couple of months back.
So cruising nicely along East Coast Road about 10 mins away from home and the bike suddenly starts losing power - my first thought was that it was actually the end of the engine's life, but bless Kawasaki, 120,000kms and still going strong! So stopped on the side of the road and tried restarting it on reserve and push starting and what not, nothing worked, checked in the tank and couldn't see any fuel so it must have been fully dry.
Only one bike passed me, and only one bike stopped. An awesome dude on a white and red Suzuki Impulse 400, I believe his name was Brett if I remember correctly. This guy was a top bloke, set off to get me some fuel and within 15 mins he was back with three litres of the good stuff, enough to get me to the Shell and fill up with 13 litres!
This is just another reason why I love biking and the community that you become part of when riding a bike. Not a single one of the 30 or so cars that passed me whilst I was waiting on the side of the road for the fuel stopped or even slowed to see if they could help out.
So cruising nicely along East Coast Road about 10 mins away from home and the bike suddenly starts losing power - my first thought was that it was actually the end of the engine's life, but bless Kawasaki, 120,000kms and still going strong! So stopped on the side of the road and tried restarting it on reserve and push starting and what not, nothing worked, checked in the tank and couldn't see any fuel so it must have been fully dry.
Only one bike passed me, and only one bike stopped. An awesome dude on a white and red Suzuki Impulse 400, I believe his name was Brett if I remember correctly. This guy was a top bloke, set off to get me some fuel and within 15 mins he was back with three litres of the good stuff, enough to get me to the Shell and fill up with 13 litres!
This is just another reason why I love biking and the community that you become part of when riding a bike. Not a single one of the 30 or so cars that passed me whilst I was waiting on the side of the road for the fuel stopped or even slowed to see if they could help out.