I finally arrived home from the Finger Lakes Rally last night around 2 AM. I had a great time despite my bike dying on me.
On Saturday, after taking the bike on the Watkins Glen Race Track (more on that later), I went exploring this absolutely gorgeous area of NYS. Riding on the northern tip of Seneca Lake, I pulled off to take a picture of the LT with the lake in the background.
I get off the bike, walk around to the right side to get a better look of the lake. The bike is still running but in neutral. What happens next gets blurry but the LT ends up falling on me and pins me against a guardrail.
The windscreen hits the guard rail and the mirror pops off. No biggie, another dropped LT story right....WRONG!
I get her back up and try to start her, but I can't get her into neutral. I pull in the clutch to start her in 1st and MUSH. I ended up running out the starter in first and the damned thing almost goes out from under me. I shoot out across two lanes and almost go up onto someone's lawn. I some how get her under control and pulled over to the side of the road to safely assess the damage. Nothing major- a few scuffs but nothing broken.
I restart the bike- no neutral. I decide to ride her back to the camp grounds. I have a full range of gears but again, no neutral. In order to engage the clutch, I have to pull it all the way in instead of a quarter or half as usual.
I stop off at Wally World for tylenol for my back and knee (she did fall on me before hitting the ground). When I came out, there was a puddle of something clear and oil dripping from above the center stand. I get back to the campgrounds and I talk it over with some of the other campers.
We look at the clutch fluid glass and see that it is almost empty. I open it and it is mostly empty. I see floating chunks of stuff in the remnants. I decide to go add more brake fluid so I ride off to the local gas station. Before leaving, I pump the clutch for 2-3 minutes to get the air out. All I get is first gear. I get to the service station, put the fluid in and pump away again. Now, I get her to shift to 1-3, no neutral and no 4th or 5th gear. I get back to the campgrounds and call for a tow the next morning.
The fat lady is sitting at the Country Rode Motorwerks in Fairport, NY- a full 7 hours away from home. I ended up getting a rental car to get my butt home for the first day of school tomorrow.
When I call the dealer in the AM and he looks at the evidence - both my testimony and the bike itself- what is he going to say?
All of the above?
And how much will it cost me to find out- Stay tuned!