My motorcycle is now 7 years old. It still looks great and gleams brightly when I polish to a brilliant luster. Detailing the paint and finish until all grime, dust, bugs and dirt are gone takes a long day if not more than one.
Over time there are a few dings and chips in the paint. It is part of the character of many miles on the open road. Showroom glitter does not have much compatibility when the miles roll under the tires of a thunder machine like my Silver Dragon.
One of the critical parts of my steed that wore out was my battery. It is vital for holding a charge that can faithful be ready when it is time to crank up the motor. Last week the get up and go got up and went.
This would be my first battery replacement for this motorcycle. It was time to consult my MOM, Motorcycle Owners Manuel. Then, I checked out the internet for videos on the procedures.
I laid out my tools on a work table. Both seats had to be removed. That was simple enough; one bolt for each seat and the cushions slipped out with a simple pull.
Now, came the difficult piece. Wires and connectors were all over the battery bay. I had to identify each one of the harnesses and disconnect them in order.
The challenge would be to remember the order so that I could repeat the connections in reverse order once I installed a new battery. Neither the MOM nor the internet gave details on disconnecting the harnesses. That was a task that I had to figure our on my own without breaking any of the brackets, connectors or wires.
Experienced good mechanics snooze through this kind of task. I am inexperienced and just a do-what-is-necessary kind of mechanic. It was time to do what was necessary and whisper a prayer in the process.
Thankfully, the Kawasaki engineers designed a very good system. Even after years of silence, the connectors separated, bolts came apart, screws unfastened easily and every diagram in the MOM matched what was on my bike.
The service attendant at our local Motorcycle dealer was very helpful. He sold me a new battery, showed me how to set it up, charge it up and gave me just a few necessary precautions. After several hours of priming and charging the battery I installed the new juice source, said another prayer and fired up my machine. It roared to life and I smiled at the Lord as he enjoyed the sound of power under throttle.
photo credit: brucefong photography