There’s times recently these past few months (and beginning last year actually) when the 94-thousand-mile F-150’s key required a few repeated twists to get the spark flowing, and that had become more increasingly frequent – until today when it wouldn’t do a damn thing.
And we were parked miles from home at the Outlet Mall in Folsom.
Which fortunately is only a mile or so from Folsom Ford… Not that I like them so much, they’re an industrial bureaucratic combine branch-office run by AutoDrones and Press-#1 for English Secretaries with poor communication skillz, so I usually take the truck locally to Ponderosa Auto Express, where they guys are honest and trustworthy. Which is not to cast aspersions and say that FF isn’t also, but I feel it’s a pretty alien environment and there’s lots of opportunity for getting screwed over by Big-Dealer Network paper-shuffling.
So I called my new neighbors up in Sly Park and they came down to get us, and meanwhile managed to get a tow-company to arrive sometime to do the hook and pull, which they did Thank-You Placer Towing!
So now I gotta deal with Dealers and the Fog of AutoWar.
My old ’94 had an ignition that you could pull the key out of while it was running (in Park, or otherwise) and with it still running go do things and then slide it back in. It was a Ford too.
Maybe there’s a recall I don’t know about. If there was one I wouldn’t know about it that’s for sure. Buying a used vehicle is fraught with unintended anticipations. Still from 20k to 94K with no problems is a blessing.
UPDATE: The aftermarket chip-key I had been using took a dump. Somewhere in the moving and driving and switchig around the original Ford key had been left at the Low Granite Airport Outcropping – and I had been using a cheap-chip duplicate, which had failed. When we drove down there with another set of keys it fired right up and we were not charged a thing (besides the tow-company), so with gratitude for not being screwed-over, some Order was restored along with a measured reduction in Dealer Animosity.
One of the items on the list at 6-thou’ miles is, “Checking spoke tension.” I sure HOPE to hell the three-spoke solid wheel is tensioned. I’ve heard and seen pics of these with wire wheels and they’re gorgeous, also supposed to be better off-road where a bit of wheel flex is useful – better to bend than to break. The oil is fresh already, but it’s time to get the young patient (in suspended animation) to the Bavarian Doktor (Diplomingenieur) for a checkup and teeth-cleaning…
The currently fitted Bridgestone Battlax BT-50 is a bit tired and has a fairly well used profile, out to the edge anyhow, and the front’s about the same – and if these tires are original equipment at 16-years going on they’re probably pretty dried-up and crusty…Ansd they have probably been superseeded by another variant – like maybe the BT-023?
It’s all mush now but ages and ages ago on the FZ600 I liked a combo of a tall Metzler on the 16-inch front, in order to try and get it to mimic a 17-inch front and help stabilize the overly quick (to me) turn-in aspect, with a complimentary Dunlop on the rear – sticky but not too wide to make it truck-like. But this is a whole ‘nother animal,.
I haven’t been following the Tire Wars much in the past ten-odd years with my focus (or what remains of it) mainly off-road, but I recall my buddy Petey (who’s very-very picky) said he liked the wet-weather traction of the Bridgestone’s, but for WET he really liked the Avons best – and that’s what you would expect coming from a country (the UK) that was constantly bathed in wetness. And I he was riding as Connie at the time – so a similar animal – and also red. Hmmm… Can’t I just stick-on a pair of Pirelli MT21’s and get out in the dirt?
As I recall Metzler Marathon’s wore like iron but had similar grip, while the good and sticky stuff came from Dunlop and Pirelli…and Bridgestone was a relative newcomer to moto-rubber.
Gonna see a man about a horse tomorrow… Like the one we rode in Germany-Austria-Switzerland-Italy-Austria-Germany back in ’98. Exactly like it. Except for a few extra cc’s.
Oops, can’t leave out Lichtenstein!
UPDATE: Back to the Future!
Edelweiss called and they want their 1998 BMW back…
That was the R850R back then, just 6k+ on the clock…
This is now a 1998 R1100R with just 6k+ on the clock…
Hard to believe nobody wanted this old jewel. Perhaps it’s the age, perhaps it’s the obsolescence, perhaps it’s just too boring, perhaps it was priced too high – but it’s less than
half one third of the original cost from sixteen years ago – and it’s all that I wanted: no damn GPS, no damn hypervelocity, no built-in iPad, no expensive swoopy plastic to bash or remove whenever a bit of work is required, no dings-dents-or-scratches – just great weight-to-torque ratio, easy to work on, luggage for two-up riding, heated grips, extra smidge of power that the R850R lacked, and the less-complicated less prone to error ABS that later models didn’t enjoy… Can’t wait for summer in the CA Alps.