Took it out for it's first ride on Monday evening..off to see my son for instructions regarding dog sitting (3 bulldog/frenchie on steroids
/ puppy) while he's away..not even a 1/4 mile away..put it into 4th gear..splutter splutter ..died..tried it again..managed a little bit further..nothing..fuel tap is on,fuel filter seems empty..plenty in the tank (sir ) so sat outside Bournemouth Airport on my trusty steed not going anywhere
Rang my buddy ,but his truck was loaded up..rang the missus..looks like I'm going to push it home? Started it,turned it around...died again..at least my hazard lights work..and my new battery seems to be doing ok..
Suddenly a young guy in a van..slows down and asks what's wrong? Parks up and comes over..the plastic fuel filter inlet had bent over and was restricting the flow of fuel..( don't use 25 year old plastic fuel filters
)
So by now the wife had shown up..Benjamin ( white van man) said hop on and he will push,wife behind with her hazards flashing ..
The trike is actually very light and moves freely..plus he was young and fit..and on the downhill section he stood on the tow bar and rode it with me steering
At the mini roundabout in our village..my buddy pulled up behind us in his fully laden recovery truck,whilst I was walking along pushing as best I could..a guy pulled up on his Harley..offered Help..so now..it's me sat steering an older guy and a younger lad pushing,wife following and recovery truck behind..followed by dozens of Irate /angry/ bemused cars/vans all looking on/tooting horns/laughing etc?
they pushed it the last couple of hundred feet..and I was safely home..wifey took them back to their bike/van..they both came back to my place..we diagnosed the possible problem? Then sat in the back garden and had a beer and chatted till it got dark..I've made 2 new friends..what a brilliant day..