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I headed off to the doctors office this morning. It was a cool 35 degrees when I left the house. Knowing I'd freeze my butt off, I left plenty of time to stop off ever 30-40 miles, have a cup o'coffee and continue on my way. As I got to the south side of Nashville, I moved into the HOV lane and started passing some traffic. All of a sudden, engine power drops and I lose about 10 MPH. It picks right back up, and 5 seconds later it drops again. I start moving over toward the right lanes and I hear a loud pop. First thought was, there goes the CVT belt. I get over on the side of the interstate and notice the engine is dead. Won't start at all. Doing some inspection ... EEK! Antifreeze is slowly dripping down on the underside of the bike. Not good. I'm standing on the side of the interstate, freezing my butt off with a dead ride.
Time to call some help. Ooops! Don't have my cell phone on me. So I stand there for about 20 minutes hoping someone will pull over to assist me. Just as I start to walk toward the next exit, a state trooper pulls up. He lets me use his cell phone to call someone to come get me. While making the call, a lady pulls up behind the trooper. She had seen me but been unable to get over in time so she'd gone to the next exit, turned around, turned around at the next exit again and was coming to my rescue. Turns out that Cindy works a Suzuki / Yamaha dealership that had just opened up next to their Honda dealership and is a rider too.
After thanking the Trooper, Cindy carried me over to the dealer where she works. Soon as the service manager Tim got in, we went over and loaded my dead Burgman into the back of his truck and hauled it over to the shop. No charge for a tow. They bumped my bike ahead of a few others since it's my primary transportation. I should be hearing from them late today or tomorrow on the prognosis.
A big thanks to Cindy and Tim at Yamaha - Suzuki of Cool Springs in Franklin, TN.
Alas ... Burgmanless again.
Time to call some help. Ooops! Don't have my cell phone on me. So I stand there for about 20 minutes hoping someone will pull over to assist me. Just as I start to walk toward the next exit, a state trooper pulls up. He lets me use his cell phone to call someone to come get me. While making the call, a lady pulls up behind the trooper. She had seen me but been unable to get over in time so she'd gone to the next exit, turned around, turned around at the next exit again and was coming to my rescue. Turns out that Cindy works a Suzuki / Yamaha dealership that had just opened up next to their Honda dealership and is a rider too.
After thanking the Trooper, Cindy carried me over to the dealer where she works. Soon as the service manager Tim got in, we went over and loaded my dead Burgman into the back of his truck and hauled it over to the shop. No charge for a tow. They bumped my bike ahead of a few others since it's my primary transportation. I should be hearing from them late today or tomorrow on the prognosis.
A big thanks to Cindy and Tim at Yamaha - Suzuki of Cool Springs in Franklin, TN.
Alas ... Burgmanless again.