After a nice breakfast this morning, I got the tools together to do the daily pool cleaning routine. Scrubbed the sides of the pool (no wonder why Diana's arms are so toned...pulling that huge scrubber through the water is HARD), and almost fell in during the process. Then, got the huge net to pick up debris (pigeon feathers, bugs, and grass). Plugged in the automatic pool vacuum to suck up floor junk, and I was done.
Dishes,...then laundry later.....
My bike is done with its oil change and tuneup....so I'll pick it up later.....
The harley place finally called Anna about her broken-bike....they suspect that a modulator is malfunctioning. On top of that, they found GAS and oil in her air filter. A bit of oil I can understand....but gas?? They're going to take it out on the freeway to try and duplicate the loss of power.....if it dies they should have a better idea of what's going on.
More blogging to come later.....
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Playing in the pool...
Pics of Lyn, Anna, and my nieces Leina and Keilani, playing in the pool this afternoon. I've got a weird tan line now... ha ha!!
Moto trip: Day 5
Aaaah. Sitting here with my feet in Diana's pool....hoping I don't drop this phone in it! Ha ha! Now to decide what to do for lunch.....
The pics above are of my niece Keilani and my sister adjusting the pool cleaner....
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
*Comment* Geez, maybe I should rotate pics before I post them
Oops. Sorry about that pic of my windshield, folks. I'm blogging from my phone, so there's bound to be a lot of mistakes and spelling errors.....
Moto trip: Day 4
Anna got her bike towed to the local Harley dealership. Hopefully they'll find out what's going on with her bike before we have to leave on Friday.
Lyn and I washed the insect carcasses from our bikes today. Yuk! On our way to my sister's last night, I could HEAR the bugs slapping into my windshield....in 2 minutes I watched my windshield go from clear to covered. Eeew. My saddlebags, my jacket, chaps, boots, were covered in bug parts and bug innards. Funny my helmet didn't get much at all.
Taking my bike to the shop in the morning for an oil change....gotta get to bed now!
My sister Diana took us to a wonderful restaurant, "Savory Chicken", which has the best Filipino style fried chicken and gravy I've ever had! I wish there was one in Seattle!
Pics- day 2
Moto trip: Day 3
We stayed at the Econo-Inn at Ashland sunday night....and did we ever sleep like logs! I remember saying "nighty-night" to Lyn and Anna, and "poof" I opened my eyes and it was morning already.
After filling up on coffee and waffles at the complimentary continental breakfast, we packed the bikes up for the long ride to Elk Grove.
The freeway was full of nice sweeping curves....I definitely didn't get en-tranced from the a bike's drone like I did once on a looong straightaway. A very scenic ride. I almost threw one fist up in victory when we passed the sign that said "Welcome To California", but we were passing an 18-wheeler so I passed on the celebration. :-)
I briefly thought about asking if we could stop in Weed, just so I could get a pic of me next to a sign like "Welcome to Weed". :-)
I could feel "success" nearing as the miles flew behind us. "145 miles to Sacramento" turned into 100, which turned into 50, which turned into 45 miles to Sacramento......then....
.......SWITCH---OFF......Like a big transformer clunking loudly as all power is shut down, the last leg of our ride was unfortunately delayed. Anna's bike lost all power...right there on the freeway, while going 80 mph......
I heard a different sound coming from Anna's bike (I was riding 2nd in formation so I heard her bike clearly)....she suddenly slowed, and went to pull over. I was following about 1 second behind, and desperately tried to slow from 75 mph to 15 mph in a very short distance, so as to not run into Anna as she pulled in front of me on her way to the right shoulder. Lyn almost ran into me in the process, but we made it to the side of the freeway safely.
We all dismounted. Lyn checked the oil....no oil registering on Anna's dipstick. "Oh crap" I thought. "I hope the engine didn't sieze up" .
Lyn ran 4 miles down the freeway to buy oil for Anna's bike Some oil put into the crankcase, and her bike started right up. A mile down the road, the bike died again. No obvious anomalies...no leaks, no loss of lighting, no loose wires or fouled spark plugs. That's it....time to call a tow truck!
The first tow company that Lyn called, was no help at all. After telling the guy at the shop that we were "7 miles south of Arbuckle and 44 miles north of Sacramento", and after clearly explaining the situation, the guy said " well, the tow would be cheaper for you if you take the bike to Sacramento".
"What?...as I'd mentioned...the bike is DEAD....won't run...."
*click* Lyn hung up.
Called another place in Elk Grove....it would take about an hour to get to us, but at least we could take the bike to my sister's. The hour was taking forwever....I had to pee badly, and was about ready to find a place by the side of the road....but there was no place to go without drivers seeing. Anna said screw it and went ahead to use the bathroom......I passed on the experience because I didn't want briars in my underwear!
Long wait for the truck, but after the truck got there, Lyn and I took off for the nearest Chevron to gas up and use the bathroom. Whew! I thought I was going to injure myself from holding it!
We figured that Anna and the tow truck would get to my sisiter's house first....but Lyn sure was riding like a bat outta hell....80 mph...in the dark, with other drivers tailing me. I had to concentrate on the fast 1 hour ride because my contacts were being blurry. I I lost sight of lyn, I wouldn't be able to tell her tail light from a car's tail light.
On the way to my sister's, we managed to catch up with the tow truck....geez, we must've been going fast. Eek!
Made it to my sister's house. We all went to In n' Out Burgers for food, then crashed.....another long day!
After filling up on coffee and waffles at the complimentary continental breakfast, we packed the bikes up for the long ride to Elk Grove.
The freeway was full of nice sweeping curves....I definitely didn't get en-tranced from the a bike's drone like I did once on a looong straightaway. A very scenic ride. I almost threw one fist up in victory when we passed the sign that said "Welcome To California", but we were passing an 18-wheeler so I passed on the celebration. :-)
I briefly thought about asking if we could stop in Weed, just so I could get a pic of me next to a sign like "Welcome to Weed". :-)
I could feel "success" nearing as the miles flew behind us. "145 miles to Sacramento" turned into 100, which turned into 50, which turned into 45 miles to Sacramento......then....
.......SWITCH---OFF......Like a big transformer clunking loudly as all power is shut down, the last leg of our ride was unfortunately delayed. Anna's bike lost all power...right there on the freeway, while going 80 mph......
I heard a different sound coming from Anna's bike (I was riding 2nd in formation so I heard her bike clearly)....she suddenly slowed, and went to pull over. I was following about 1 second behind, and desperately tried to slow from 75 mph to 15 mph in a very short distance, so as to not run into Anna as she pulled in front of me on her way to the right shoulder. Lyn almost ran into me in the process, but we made it to the side of the freeway safely.
We all dismounted. Lyn checked the oil....no oil registering on Anna's dipstick. "Oh crap" I thought. "I hope the engine didn't sieze up" .
Lyn ran 4 miles down the freeway to buy oil for Anna's bike Some oil put into the crankcase, and her bike started right up. A mile down the road, the bike died again. No obvious anomalies...no leaks, no loss of lighting, no loose wires or fouled spark plugs. That's it....time to call a tow truck!
The first tow company that Lyn called, was no help at all. After telling the guy at the shop that we were "7 miles south of Arbuckle and 44 miles north of Sacramento", and after clearly explaining the situation, the guy said " well, the tow would be cheaper for you if you take the bike to Sacramento".
"What?...as I'd mentioned...the bike is DEAD....won't run...."
*click* Lyn hung up.
Called another place in Elk Grove....it would take about an hour to get to us, but at least we could take the bike to my sister's. The hour was taking forwever....I had to pee badly, and was about ready to find a place by the side of the road....but there was no place to go without drivers seeing. Anna said screw it and went ahead to use the bathroom......I passed on the experience because I didn't want briars in my underwear!
Long wait for the truck, but after the truck got there, Lyn and I took off for the nearest Chevron to gas up and use the bathroom. Whew! I thought I was going to injure myself from holding it!
We figured that Anna and the tow truck would get to my sisiter's house first....but Lyn sure was riding like a bat outta hell....80 mph...in the dark, with other drivers tailing me. I had to concentrate on the fast 1 hour ride because my contacts were being blurry. I I lost sight of lyn, I wouldn't be able to tell her tail light from a car's tail light.
On the way to my sister's, we managed to catch up with the tow truck....geez, we must've been going fast. Eek!
Made it to my sister's house. We all went to In n' Out Burgers for food, then crashed.....another long day!
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