Ruh-Roh! I Think We Have a Problem

I noticed a strong gas smell when I walked into the garage last night. My first thought was that it was coming from the Ducati. A quick sniff-test and closer inspection revealed what I feared. There was gasoline on the side of the bike, and it appeared it was dripping down from behind the fairing onto the frame.

Now, I am no expert, but I know enough to know that leaking fuel on a motorcycle engine (or any engine, really) is NOT a good thing. Let's just say we'd like to avoid any infernal entanglements. 

I took the seats off and it appears the culprit appears to be where this hose goes into the fuel tank. 

Again, not being a mechanic, I went to the trusty, rusty Intarwebz and found that this is the fuel sensor. And, apparently, this leak is a not-uncommon problem for the Multistrada

Now, it's off to the Intarwebz to see what's to be done...

Exploration

One of my favorite things about riding is the lack of agenda it usually has. I see roads that, when I've been in the car, I've asked myself, "I wonder where that road goes?" When I am riding, I get to answer that question. It just never seems worth it to explore in the cage in the same that it does on two wheels.

Similarly, I stop to take a look at things a lot when I am riding. I never even think to do that when I am in the car, much less do it.

Autumnal Joy

Sometimes, you just have to get out and ride...

...and ride...

...and ride.

Know what I mean, jellybean?