If any of you have read my ramblings you might already know that I am not much of a mechanic, I make things work somehow and manage to get by for a while, yet for some
reason people are always asking me to fix their vehicles, Thanks to the members on this site I am beginning to understand more of what makes a motorcycle work and how a little
maintenance can prevent costly repairs/mishaps down the road. Many of you are posting your preseason start up procedures and it has been a great resource and reminder of what I should
be doing with every vehicle that I drive instead of just jumping in and going for it. It's not a new concept to me as I did it in the military and at work with vehicles and mobile
equipment but for some reason (laziness?) I don't with my own rigs and it almost cost me this week.
I'm a procrastinator to say the least, I'm impulsive and reactive and have been told that I am the opposite of OCD type personalities. I have the oil changed regularly on my truck but
rarely check it let alone walk around and inspect the vehicle. So anyway, earlier this week I was coming over the McKenzie pass from Bend, OR to Eugene area when I stopped at this
little mountain town called Rainbow because I was nodding off and needed to wake up. There were a couple of forest tweekers there patching a tire with one of those plug kits and
running water over it to make sure it was good. for some reason I decided to glance back at my tires to see if they were low or whatever and I noticed this

After thanking God for being the protector of fools and children, and changing my drawers I checked my truck for a jack and something to drive the spring bolt back into the
mounts. Unfortunately the jack that I had was only big enough to lift the vehicle from the axle housing and I needed to take pressure off the spring to attempt to line the bolt up as it
was almost completely out. I did have a 4 way lug wrench and one end fit the bolt head. I used it to pry up on it then drove it in by hitting the other side with my scaffold hammer (28oz Estwing),

Now with the bolt in place I had to find something to keep it there. The forest bums told me that the store had a small hardware section in the back corner, thanked God again,
and I managed to find the right sized nut with the wrong thread pitch. So I stacked as many washers as i could fit and cross threaded the nut on as far as I could with a 6 inch crescent
wrench and hoped for the best.

I drove the speed limit, took it easy around corners and made it home (70 miles aprx) This could have been catastrophic had I not seen those guys and happened to look back. The
McKenzie pass is steep twisty and riddled with pot holes and I had been hauling ass to get home. Hopefully this will be a wake up call to pay more attention and be more aware,
especially with my motorcycles. If anyone else has had close calls like this or just things missed/overlooked that most people don't even think about pleases feel free to post about them. Even little things that you think might be common sense like, don't armor all motorcycle tires....
reason people are always asking me to fix their vehicles, Thanks to the members on this site I am beginning to understand more of what makes a motorcycle work and how a little
maintenance can prevent costly repairs/mishaps down the road. Many of you are posting your preseason start up procedures and it has been a great resource and reminder of what I should
be doing with every vehicle that I drive instead of just jumping in and going for it. It's not a new concept to me as I did it in the military and at work with vehicles and mobile
equipment but for some reason (laziness?) I don't with my own rigs and it almost cost me this week.
I'm a procrastinator to say the least, I'm impulsive and reactive and have been told that I am the opposite of OCD type personalities. I have the oil changed regularly on my truck but
rarely check it let alone walk around and inspect the vehicle. So anyway, earlier this week I was coming over the McKenzie pass from Bend, OR to Eugene area when I stopped at this
little mountain town called Rainbow because I was nodding off and needed to wake up. There were a couple of forest tweekers there patching a tire with one of those plug kits and
running water over it to make sure it was good. for some reason I decided to glance back at my tires to see if they were low or whatever and I noticed this

After thanking God for being the protector of fools and children, and changing my drawers I checked my truck for a jack and something to drive the spring bolt back into the
mounts. Unfortunately the jack that I had was only big enough to lift the vehicle from the axle housing and I needed to take pressure off the spring to attempt to line the bolt up as it
was almost completely out. I did have a 4 way lug wrench and one end fit the bolt head. I used it to pry up on it then drove it in by hitting the other side with my scaffold hammer (28oz Estwing),

Now with the bolt in place I had to find something to keep it there. The forest bums told me that the store had a small hardware section in the back corner, thanked God again,
and I managed to find the right sized nut with the wrong thread pitch. So I stacked as many washers as i could fit and cross threaded the nut on as far as I could with a 6 inch crescent
wrench and hoped for the best.

I drove the speed limit, took it easy around corners and made it home (70 miles aprx) This could have been catastrophic had I not seen those guys and happened to look back. The
McKenzie pass is steep twisty and riddled with pot holes and I had been hauling ass to get home. Hopefully this will be a wake up call to pay more attention and be more aware,
especially with my motorcycles. If anyone else has had close calls like this or just things missed/overlooked that most people don't even think about pleases feel free to post about them. Even little things that you think might be common sense like, don't armor all motorcycle tires....