well yesterday got it out of the shop had new c+s fitted and new dunlop roadsmart 3 tyres fitted , out on it this morning as it was nice and dry ,,barely tipped it into a bend at the local shopping centre and out from under me she went slid for 20 feet or so and hit the biggest step around ,was only doing about 30 mph to my horror the forks got fucked up , luckily ive had the originals in storage with UNFAZED so hopefully the lower yoke isnt damaged " other than the nubbin broke off"and it will be straight forward swap ,the rest is pretty much cosmetic ,but still im feckin kicking myself over it ,,frame sliders did a great job AGAIN ,,the right fork actually came back far enough to put a small ding in the frame believe it or not , should only be a problem if im ever selling it and that aint happening anytime soon,youd be suprised how much damage can happen with a low speed spill,,
beware on new tyres guys
So sorry to hear your news and see the devastation in the photos, shame great looking bike.
I have heard of guys getting new covers fitted then going out and blasting about thinking all is now well with the new tyres on, as you know they really need a few hundred miles on the to scuff off the protective layer that is put on all new tyres this even applies to car tyres.
I don't know whether manufactures put this layer/coating on the tyres to protect them from deterioration during storage or whether it is a release agent from the mold when the tyres are cast, whatever it is it has been costly for a good number of riders.
I ran my Battlax in for about 500 miles before getting my arse over the side.
You can feel new tyres are waxy just by rubbing you thumb hard over the surface, Battlax have a blueish waxy coat on them that you can see at the edge of the chicken strip as you run them in.
Glad no personal damage was done apart from pride.
Reminds me of many many years ago after parking my BSA 500 A7 up at Southsea on a hot sunny day, at midday Jenny (then G/F) and I jumped on the bike and shot into Portsmouth to grab some scran for lunch turned into Commercial Road (Before being pedestrianized) and the front tyre peeled off the front rim as we were cranked over, lots of sparks and scrapping and grinding noises and the bike came to a rest with me still trapped under it, we had covered about 30 feet, Jenny had stuck to the road as soon as we touched down and was unhurt I had swiveled down the road lots of road rash to wrist, hip, elbow and ankle. The thing that pissed me off more than anything was that Jenny let out a shrill peel of laughter as I struggled to pick the old Beezer up, I had ripped the side out of my jeans and had ground through the side elastic part of my then fashionable Yfronts and my balls were hanging for all to see in the main shopping street in Portsmouth, of course because of the crash we had lot and lots of onlookers.
Home on the train with a pair of waterproof Barber type oilskin trousers on in about 27 degrees.
Oh Happy days, wonder what happened to that old Beezer A7? wonder what happened to Jenny?