As most of you were aware, yesterday was the day of the Ducati SS meet up at Jack's Hill Cafe. A great day was had by all, meeting new friends, putting faces to members cryptic handles, the big rideout and generally having a good Ducatisti day. That was until I returned home.
During the day my battery light came on and stayed on - not a good sign on a 14 year old duke. Buy hey, I was 140 miles from home and having a good time. That was until I was travelling north on the M1 in the middle lane at 80mph on the approach to J19 when zap - dead engine - all electrics disappear.
So I pulled on to the hard shoulder and called The AA. A friendly young lady advised it was no problem, a suitable vehicle would be there "within the hour". Time was now 3:45pm.
One hour later a "sub contractor" called me to advise tthat I was "outside their area". They were in Northampton and said they only do recoveries south of J18 on the M1. Great! Called said lady back who advised that she would get a second subcontractor to collect me "within the hour". Time now 5:00pm.
At 6:00pm, after sitting on the hard shoulder for 2 and a quarter hours with the Highways Agency officer as my new best friend, a flat back recovery vehicle arrived and loaded the bike and myself onboard. As we set off "back home", the driver advised me he was only taking me to "a place of safety" where he would call in for further instructions. The place of safety was 1 mile up the road off the M6. After making the call he said he would drop me off somewhere where I could wait for a further recovery agent to collect me. So here I was at the Premier Inn near Rugby. Time now 6:30pm.
At 7:30 the next contractor arrived "to take me home". Wrong. He could only take me as far as Hilton Park services on the M6. "Sorry mate, thats as far as I can go" Great!

Oh well a least another 30 miles covered and 30 miles nearer home. Only 70 more to go. Drop off time here was 8:30 ish - lost track of time.
The AA had now called me. By now they had changed shifts and I made friends with a new contact. She told me that an AA truck was free in the Birmingham area and would be with me shortly. Yeh right - heard it all before to coin a phrase. AA driver rang me at 9:30 and said he could be ther in about half an hour - Another coffee ordered.
The AA driver arrived at 10:00pm. Thank goodness, I would be home by 11:15 ish. But, I knew they would be a catch. "Did you know that we AA drivers are all on Tachograph now sir and I have to take my 45 minutes break now."
Yes, at last I was on my way home, 10:45pm and heading in the right direction. I'd covered 35 miles in 7 HOURS!!
The north Cheshire countryside looked a wonderful sight as it approached midnight - well I was hoping he was heading in the right direction as he was from Harlow in Essex and had only been this far up North once or twice before.At least "Sally Sat Nav" seemed to know where she was doing.
10 past midnight and home sweet home.
I think dinner was ruined (Told Mrs. I would be home by 6:00pm - LATEST) Lucky AA man had then to drive 175 miles back to his depot in Cambridge.
Well just a thought, but does anybody know how The AA work to obtain such a splendid system they have. I realise Sunday night is a busy time but somewhere somebody must have realised how much it cost the AA to get me home the 140 miles.
Anybody know of a recovery scheme with a 5* rating and service? or are they all like this? First time the old girl breaks down in 8 years of ownership and this is what happened. All comments gratefully received.
P.S. The AA driver who took me back north was a Triumph 675 rider. Apparently he absolutely loves Ducatis but he has had more of them attached to the back of his truck than any other brand - Apparently topping this years AA bike chart is the 1098!!!!!!!!!!!!