…was the annual Mayor of Havant’s charity Run.
“What bike are taking this year?” I was asked by my riding group.
“The Scott of course as it’s the most reliable” I stupidly replied.
Fate then decreed that it broke down a hundred yard from the off with a broken throttle cable. Getting into it this morning revealed that the inner had actually broken half an inch from the nipple in the twist-grip. Never seen that before on a well-lubed cable.
Time to break out the cable soldering stuff. 😀
Be thankful for small mercy’s same thing happened to me in the middle of nowhere, only the clutch cable pulled out of the nipple and of course the nipple then fell through the lever never to be seen again!
Half an inch from the nipple is the clue, and I bet that when the cable was made, the soldering got too hot and embrittled the Bowden cable.
Possible, but unlikely in this case, as I hold the cable in the jaws of the vice with the nipple sitting on top of the vice jaws, so the vice acts as a huge heat-sink. I also use a soldering iron only and never a gas torch or soldering pot.
Incidentally I made it home by fixing a chock-block connector to the cable end and taping the throttle outer to the brake cable. I had to ride home with my thumb above rather than below the ‘bars but it worked quite well. I was quite adept at it by the time I reached home.. 😉
Went out for a sixty mile or so run today with two riding mates. All three bikes sitting in the hot sun outside the tea-stop and attracted a small band of watchers when it was time to leave. The A10 and the Bullet were both reluctant to start, unlike the Scott which fired up half-down the kick-start swing.
She’s redeemed herself… 😉
So one of the riding companions mentions going to Popham airfield on the Bank Holiday Monday ‘jumble and show.
Again, some idiot says “I’ll give the Scott a run out”, but today, on a little 50 mile tea-and-cake run, the old girl goes onto one pot near home. A quick plug change and we’re off again for a whole couple of miles when it starts misbehaving at higher revs again.
Made it to my mate’s garage, had a cuppa, but the engine is harder to kick over than usual though the spark from both plugs is good. I left it there to cool down as clearly the engine wasn’t happy.
Note to self; must stop taking Scott reliability for granted.