Raven's Roads
Living an interesting life: the travels and musings
of motorcycling author Linda R. Moore

So, we joked and got excited about the trip and rolled our bikes off. I turned on the ignition, engine, choke. Click. Click. Lights were on, side stand was up, nothing but the dry click. The stupid poooooting bike would not start. Dead. Kaputtsky. It’s not the battery. I’ve had this problem before. It’s the stupid pooting starter.

I refrain from kicking the bike and sweetly tell my friends that they *must* go on their ride, now, before it goes too hot. They are sensible and do that. I have a vague idea how to get the bike started and there is a Suzuki dealership in town. I have a motorcycle towing service. I may be stuck here until Monday, but I’m going to try the cheap solution first (fixing it myself with or without Carolyn’s help.)

I don’t quite make it to my room before my emotions start kicking in, but nobody notices. Someone says she used to have a helmet like mine. Under normal cirucmstances I would have chatted to her but I don’t trust my voice just yet.

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