A Road Story - Part 3
By Michael Pierce • Sep 1st, 2008 • Category: Feature StoriesLet the gremlins free! I feel the sputter rather than hear it. It goes away in an instant. Wait! What was that? Another sputter, this time it’s not only felt but it’s heard and it doesn’t go away. I’m an hour east of Chico in the Feather River Canyon. That makes me roughly halfway to my friend’s house outside Quincy. The bike is running on three cylinders with stretches where it’s popping and banging along on two. This for a motorcycle traveler is bad news.

