The weekends trip started on Friday with me leaving Vanderbijlpark heading out to Johannesburg at 4:30pm to get to Malibuâ??s place. My son Trevor was coming with and we were both really excited as this would be his first 100km trip on the bike with me. The plan was for him to transfer to Malibuâ??s sisters cage for the rest of the journey. We got to Johannesburg just after 6pm. A nice slow drive with a 15min stop for us to stretch our legs. He REALLY loved the ride and im so proud of him as he didnâ??t complain once.
Apon arrival at Malibuâ??s place she was mounting her new crash bars and bash plate â?? this lady rocks and loves getting her hands dirty. I pulled in and started striping my bike down to get the heated grips wired up. We finished up about 9ish.
Pics only start from here.
I was really not looking forward to the next morning as we were schedualed to hit the road just after 5am. Im not a very good morning person and this soon became very evident to Malibu and her sisterâ?¦.. hahahaha sorry guys. But once im outta bed, its hay and away.
It wasnâ??t too cold, but we knew we would cry later. Layer layer layer saved the day. It was very misty and we kept the speed down to 100km. Me having night blindness does not help either.
First stop of the morning putting in petrol.
On the highway heading out of Johannesburg.
Its getting light and a bit of mist drifting across the road.
Our first stop for coffee and a smoke break.
The weekend was looking good so far with high expectations of spending Saturday afternoon bashing the dirt in the mountains between Nelspruit and Barberton when disaster struck.
My bike just promptly died 12km out side Witbank. I only got her back Friday at 2pm from the shop after a service and some engine work. A quick check over the bike and we were stumped at what could be wrong. A quick call to KLR central and Groenie gave me advise on what to check, thanks boet.
Out come the tools as Malibu watches for on coming traffic :thumleft:
Agg this is no problemo, dirty fuel or something. Its all part of the adventure and im still smiling away.
D showed my son how the camera works and he got the job of snapping away as I stripped the bike. As you can see we are all still in high spirits.
Malibu doing her nun impression
Malibu and her sister D.
I start striping the bike, and soon after me and Malibu are investigating what the likely cause could be.
Could be it be a spark problem ???? now this is after a service and only 230km !!!
Now im not going to bitch at the moment until I know exactly what is wrong with the bike, but the service was not done at all. You should have seen my air filter !!!
Get on the phone with the dealer and sort him out Malibu chirps
And I promptly did, hahahahaha Nothing like doing the air finger !!
And down in the bushes so the gang couldnâ??t hear me.
Itâ??s a k@rk thing to happen actually from both our sides. The dealers and mine. The work shop manager cant check every bike and relys on the mechanic to do his f@rking job correctly. Mechanic has been sorted out.
So what now ?
More calls to Groenie and we decide to try one last effort. Malibu is gonna shoot into town and get me a new spark plug. Even though we think itâ??s a timing issue we need to try something.
She calls me from the shop, they have tested the plug and its fine. I talk to the mechanic/owner and he also thinks a timing issue is the culprit. Ohhh F@RK.
So these very kind people just hand over their shops Hyndai bakkie keys to Malibu and say â??go fetch your manâ? Malibu gets back out to me, we load the bike and head off into town. What a great group of people.
A big thanks to Bike & Boat in Witbank.
So now im stuck driving the cage and have to watch with tears in my eyes as Malibu storms down the highway. I really felt like crying at some points I can tell you. We basically tried to gun it the rest of the way as we were now 3 hours over due.
Malibu in cruise mode.
Malibu stretching the legs.
Its becoming a Malibu report from here on inâ?¦hahahahahaha
At one of the garages we stopped and 2 Australians pulled in heading back up to Tanzania after buying them selfs KTM 640's from a place in Sandton. One of the guys back tubes was ripped at the valve and he had a flat. They also broke the wheel spanner at the garage before.
WildDogs to the rescue :thumleft:
We sorted them out with a new tube and a shifty spanner. Wrong size tube, but all it had to do was get them to Nelspruit I think another 60 or so km down the highway.
Sitting at Millys 30 minutes later having a beer and feeding the fish we seen the two lads ride past on the highway. Good luck lads.
We left Millys garage/resturant after a few ales and some bloated fish in the dam, Trevor fed them a hamburger roll :imaposer:
More to follow......