Terrie and I headed out Thurs. afternoon from Sacramento. Getting on the on-ramp my oil filler plug blew out. No problem, took Terrie's bike and ran on down the freeway to Elk Grove HD and bought another.
The interesting thing is when I was checking the oil the night before it occured to me that the dip stick went in way to easy. I pulled it back out, wipe the plug and the throat of the filler and put it back in....still went in way to easy I thought. With the new plug, it does take much more pressure to push it in (they're always a little difficult to get out) so a warning to all those with the push-pull filler plug.
About 28 miles south of Firebaugh on I-5 (that spells "out in the middle of no where!) my clutch basket let loose. Called Road Serivce and they sent a truck. Tried to get Jock, Jon, Fred & Gina to go on without us but they wanted to wait. Thanks a bunch everybody! Finally, I rode Terrie's bike and she rode with Jock.
After another 100 miles or so, I traded Jock places and he's now sold on the 09 chassis and handling difference.

Anyway, we arrived in time for the party to start. Everybody waiting was hopping to see me come riding in bitch but to their disapointment I announced that there's some things a man just will not do.
They have a little pub right here at the Days Inn that as it turns out, happens to be the place where all the locals hang out......quite a little joint.