Join Date: Dec 2016
Location: Vancouver, BC, Canada
Me! Me!! I too have an "almost" story!!
With a buddy, was leaving or a three day rally, the only trip of the year longer than 2-3 hours --busy life with little ones at home and ... that thing called work. But anyways, bike was ready, all fuelled up, geared up, sun was shining, and we leave. Made it about 100 km (60miles) away from home, stop for cheaper gas, and ..... yup. No juice in the battery. Hmmmm. Strange, this battery is only one year old. Oh well, they DO go bad from time to time. PITA to push the bike (Honda VFR) fully loaded. Get gas, try and figure this out. ............ nothing I can do. Push the bike to a quiet street, go for lunch and think about it.
Have lunch and go through the possible causes: battery, sure, but also, fuses, or ...... crap, the dreaded stator and R/R. 100 km from home, and a breakdown like this. What to do? Call a tow truck? Call a buddy with a truck? I have none so that option is out. Wait. Let's at least open 'er up and see what's what. Pulled the fairings off and check .... wait! I see a burnt connector, right at the end of the ..... yup, the R/R. Ok, this is the problem. And that also means that in order to fix this, I need a new stator and R/R! And soldering iron and other things to connect in the new parts.
BUT, as I was anticipating this between my buddy and I (many VFRS have fried their stators and their R/R at about 60,000 km and I was right there), I was carrying a spare stator and he was carrying a spare R/R. So, we did the stator-ectomy on the side of the road, reconnected everything, and after chasing a burnt out fuse for 3 more hours, we were good to go. The rest of the trip was a charm and the bike has been performing flawlessly ever since. That was last summer though... but as I reflected upon this, I put two and two together and realized that symptoms had been showing for several months prior to this. Lesson learned!! Listen to your bike!!! And get a voltmeter, eh?! ...
Edit: I should add here that a good samaritan by the name of Jim stopped by the side of the road and trailered my bike a few kms to his place to chase that stupid, stupid, stupid fuse we couldn't find and that prevented the bike from running even after the new stator was put in. This is where I was introduced to his new toy: a portable battery pack that we used to jump-star my bike 4-5 times trying to see if it was going to keep idling or not. I sure owe him a big one. AND to my buddy who refused to leave me on the side of the road to go to the rally by himself and helped me out fix it. This is why I choose my friends when I travel on the bike. They MUST be reliable. Never leave a man behind.
Last edited by Polarbear99; 04-20-2017 at 12:27 AM.