Gas Leak adventure!
Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 4:31 pm
This past weekend, while plotting a ride through the Pine Barrens (NJ), I felt my right leg just above the knee getting wet, but I kept riding. I kept looking down and finally saw drops of "water" flying off from just above the right injector, so I decided to stop and investigate where the strange liquid was coming from; never knew my R had a radiator!
I guess everyone can guess what the liquid was - yep, gas! I thought gas would explode on contact with a hot engine and exhaust, but the truth is that it doesn't. The reason I know is that huge drops of gas were landing on the hot exhaust and engine, and simply evaporated. The road I stopped was in the middle of nowhere, just Pine trees and nothing else, so I waited awhile to see if the bike would explode so I could bolt, but none of that happened. I got on the bike again, turned it on, and immediately gas started spraying out, but I decided to risk it all and ride home. Every time I stopped at a red light I would look down and kept my right leg away from the engine/injector, ready to hit the kill switch and run.
Finally got home safely, parked the bike, and stepped away as fast as possible.
Today, I got on the bike and nervously rode the bike to Desimone (Mt. Laurel) to have it repaired. They found out that the fuel quick-connectors had cracked! I guess they used to use cheap stuff then, but I still love german stuff!. They replaced them with new OEM metal ones, and I'm good to go!
I'm again ready for Johnson City, Tennessee!!!
Paul
I guess everyone can guess what the liquid was - yep, gas! I thought gas would explode on contact with a hot engine and exhaust, but the truth is that it doesn't. The reason I know is that huge drops of gas were landing on the hot exhaust and engine, and simply evaporated. The road I stopped was in the middle of nowhere, just Pine trees and nothing else, so I waited awhile to see if the bike would explode so I could bolt, but none of that happened. I got on the bike again, turned it on, and immediately gas started spraying out, but I decided to risk it all and ride home. Every time I stopped at a red light I would look down and kept my right leg away from the engine/injector, ready to hit the kill switch and run.
Today, I got on the bike and nervously rode the bike to Desimone (Mt. Laurel) to have it repaired. They found out that the fuel quick-connectors had cracked! I guess they used to use cheap stuff then, but I still love german stuff!. They replaced them with new OEM metal ones, and I'm good to go!
I'm again ready for Johnson City, Tennessee!!!
Paul