How fortunate am I that this happened at the end of a 450 mile weekend of all highway speed riding, two up, and pulling a trailer? This again speaks to that little voice that we all seem to have. I've met Dave on two rides and he mentioned this possibility both times. This time Dave seemed more insistent and less than six hours later you can see the result. The evasive actions needed weren’t all that drastic, but no response to your brake peddle at 75 mph is a puckering experience.
So, a hearty THANKS to Viking Dave for planting the thought into my head. I owe you Brother and am thankful for your persistence. Now the rest of you get out there and check your brake lines.
UPDATE 4/28/10 Stubbs Harley called this afternoon to say the part they ordered and I paid for was an obsolete number and the right part was a hundred dollars higher. Then he asked if I wanted to cancel or pay the hundred when I pick it up. Well, you can't ride without brakes so I didn't get a smoking deal afterall.