Heres the story... Louie took us down a country road..we saw a sign that said road closed due to high water. Seeings that we ride alot on the backroads, we have seen these signs before and the water be gone but the sign is still there. We rode on down the road to investigate. We came apon water over the road in two spots. We were trying to decide if we should turn around or go on thru it. Wakko takes off walking in the water...looks to be ankle deep or so. We decided that it was ok to roll on. Since I was on the cheapest motorcycle of the bunch, they figured they should send me thru first and If I didnt return in 10 minutes, it was safe to proceed. I crossed the first spot of water..all good...crossed the second spot of water...all good...I crossed over a old wooden bridge and rounded a corner. There was another spot of water across the road. A small car had just came thru there and he reported to Louie that it was only about 2 foot deep. I approched the water and I could see the road..the water was clear and pure. I should have walked it but I didnt. We had walked the other two spots..the small car made it thru...I figured it was all good so I went for it. The water kept getting deeper and deeper...I was already commited so I just kept going thinking maybe it was like a dip in the road and the road would rise back up but it didnt..it kept getting deeper and deeper until my bike stalled. I got off the bike and pushed it out of the Lagoon to higher ground. I walked back across the water which I figure was knee deep or better to tell them boys on the other side to hold back. Louie and Wakko already crossed the two other spots. Louie determined that I had water in my engine because it wouldnt hardly turn over. We got out the tools and he started working on pulling the sparkplugs. First plug he pulled, water came out of the cylinder. I started un-do-ing the other side..Louie pulled the 1st plug on the other side and it had pressure behind it. It was that plug that was keeping my motor from turning over good. Louie then pulled all the plugs, cranked the engine over several times to get all the water out. He checked the oil and said that no water was in the oil. He put the plugs back in and hooked the plug wires back up. We then cranked it over and after several tries, it fired up. The engine was running rough and water was comming out of the pipes. Water vapor was comming out the tail pipes and it looked like smoke. Finally it smoothed out and the water vapor was gone. Louie was real worried that the air filter was soaked and would be sucked in the intake so he told me not to rev it up or ride it hard until it had time to dry out some so thats what I did. THANK YOU Louie for all your help. I would have been screwed if you hadnt been there. Now them other boys were on one side of the Lagoon and I the other. Wakko suggested that everyone could just push there motorcycles to the side I was on but them other boys werent going for that idea at all. I laughed at that suggestion because Big Ed frowns about even getting on a gravel or muddy road. I knew he wasnt going thru no 3 foot of water. Louie and I put in some town on my GPS and I headed that away talking to Louie on the CB radio until we got out of range and then I called on the cell phone. I came to a intersection and called to report my location. Louie and the gang showed up about 15 minutes later and we rejoined. My bike was still running a little rough at this point and I figure it was because of the moisture in the air filter. We talked a little and then hit the road. This time I ran it on up to about 70mph. The next time we stopped I gunned the engine a little and it was still a little rough. We took off again and by the next stop, I gunned it again and it was smooth. It was running back like it was new again. Big Ed decided that he was going to go see his mother and I figured I would go see mine too. We went to Henderson to my mothers house first and then went on to his. We decied to come on back to the metroplex on highway 80 instead of I-20. When we got to highway 19, I decided that I was going to go to Canton to my country home and stay there since we didnt have anything going at work. I ran the bike pretty on highway 19 into Canton and it all was fine. I got up Sunday morning and went out and it bump started..no smoke or water vapor or anything other than a quite purring engine. I did alot of work at my dads place and rode on in back to Arlington about 5:00pm or so. The bike ran perfect. What did I learn? I learned to always walk the water before crossing. I also learned where my spark plug are and how easy they are to change. I want to thank Louie again for all his help. I think because he acted fast and got that water out of my engine and all that my engine will be ok. I looked at my trip this morning when I got gas and it was like 532 miles. I think running all those miles and keeping that engine hot helped alot too. Questions? Redshad
