OverHillAndDale
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I rode from Birmingham, AL to Orange Beach, AL last Sunday and had a perfect trip. I left the bike parked all week and got on it this morning for the return trip. I started early to get in as much time as possible in the cool of the morning.
I stopped for gas in Evergreen, a quaint southern town along the way. When I tried to restart it I got a DESS error. I dug and found my spare key, tried it and got the same results. Long story short, I did the magic walk MULTIPLE times, found the DESS fuse, pulled it, waiting 15 minutes and replaced it with another. I disconnected the battery terminals. I pulled out some words I rarely used and they didn't help. In the meantime, the temperature had climbed into the 90s with a billion percent humidity. By now it had been nearly 3 hours, and I had drunk gallons of water and Gatorade and sweated out even more.
I finally called my insurance company to come and tow the bike, and fortunately my son was headed home as well so I was able to hitch a ride. Up until that point it had been a perfect day, but now my Spyder has betrayed me and it will take some time before I can forgive her.
I stopped for gas in Evergreen, a quaint southern town along the way. When I tried to restart it I got a DESS error. I dug and found my spare key, tried it and got the same results. Long story short, I did the magic walk MULTIPLE times, found the DESS fuse, pulled it, waiting 15 minutes and replaced it with another. I disconnected the battery terminals. I pulled out some words I rarely used and they didn't help. In the meantime, the temperature had climbed into the 90s with a billion percent humidity. By now it had been nearly 3 hours, and I had drunk gallons of water and Gatorade and sweated out even more.
I finally called my insurance company to come and tow the bike, and fortunately my son was headed home as well so I was able to hitch a ride. Up until that point it had been a perfect day, but now my Spyder has betrayed me and it will take some time before I can forgive her.