At the DK Diner |
We took our usual route up Goshen/Strasburg to the West Chester Pike and into West Chester. The ride up Goshen/Strasburg was perfect, the llamas were out in the pasture and I thought for a second to pull over and get some pictures but I saw a pelotón of bicyclists assembling off Goshen under a tent and I did not want to get caught up in their madness. The Parcae smiled on us and we hit every stop and light without opposition and were able to reach the Pike from 252 without putting our feet down once.
Charlene at the DK Diner |
The DK Diner is on Gay Street before getting to downtown to it was an easy off right into the parking lot for a prime parking spot. After breakfast we headed up Gay into downtown West Chester and then turned around on New Street to take Market Street out of town. We took the Paoli Pike to the Chester County Book and Music Company and hung around there for a little while. When we returned to the Bullet there was a gentleman in his pickup truck waiting to talk to us about the Bullet. He was a flat track racer and had Triumphs and BSAs when he was still riding. He had been born in West Chester and had grown up in the area but had eventually moved to San Francisco a lived there most of his adult life only returning to West Chester after retirement. Besides motorcycles we talked about things California and because I grew up in Southern California (Anaheim, to be precise) we ended up talking about In-N-Out Burger. You can't talk about California without talking about In-N-Out. It was great to meet him and to talk about motorcycles and burgers, it really is hard to go out on a Bullet and not meet someone.
Enjoying breakfast |
Enjoying breakfast |
From the West Chester Pike we got back on Strasburg and followed that down all the way to 252. The light caught us there and when it turned back to green the Bullet gasped and died on the spot. I tried to restart it and despite the engine priming and the electrical giving it the best it had it refused to ignite. After the next light cycle, I trundled it off the thoroughfare and began again. After several unsuccessful tries we both decided to trundle it across 252 to the parking lot of the Newtown Square Presbyterian Church. This, of course, had to happen just as people were arriving for services and filling the parking lot. We found a spot in the far end of the lot and I began trying to restart the Bullet again. I tried with the kick start but despite several tries nothing improved. Eventually, I could feel the engine trying to start at the bottom of the kick so I switched to the electronic ignition and it finally caught. We went straight home from there and after dropping my wife off I did several starts and stops, a couple of loops around the neighborhood, and even as far as the hardware store on West Chester Pike and 252 without any other problems. I have no idea what the issue could have been. I will keep using the bike with the intention on taking it in to have it checked by next Saturday regardless of a repeat of the episode.
At the end of the day, the odo clocked 822.7 miles.
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