One More Thing? Arg!!

Last year, before the trip to Fargo, it seemed there was always one more thing to get for the trip. I'd think I was done, and one more thing would suddenly become indispensable. A similar OMT syndrome is manifesting itself this year, but it's applying to things needing to be fixed on the bike. From the new engine, to the carb kit, to the petcock valve, it seems like the bike is never gone from TJ for very long. The past week has confirmed that another trip will be necessary, because the choke is not choking. Even though the mornings have been mild, Mr. Crunchy starts like an absolute pig because I can't choke down the carbs. I'm thinking it's one of those things that was affected when the carb kit was put on, and will hopefully be an easy fix, but TJ is gone this week to Niagara Falls with his wife for their 10th anniversary, so I have to wait until next week.

So then...

Last night, riding home from my sister in law's birthday gathering, I'd flipped the lights on to the brights while going through a slightly sketchy area where folks like to stroll across the road in nonreflective attire (or apparent concern for traffic). When I flipped them back down for oncoming traffic, I noticed something wasn't quite right. There seemed to be a larger than normal quantity of darkness in front of me. The main beam on the headlight conked out completely (!), so I had to go back to the high beam to see anything. Thankfully, I was only a mile from the house, so I didn't have to blind too many oncoming vehicles. All things considered, I'd rather have my headlight go out on me a mile from the house instead of half way through Arkansas, so I was thankful for that.

But still!