I got my bike back yesterday. Drove it to the top of the hill, speedo went out again.
So I got Ron to pull the wiring schematics and we started chasing wires.
The culprit was a pair of bare wires touching the license plate from the backside.
Someone must have had one of those goober blinky plates on it at one time and did a half ass job of cutting and capping the wires.
Sooooo...
Lisa and I rode up to Medix, had lunch, and came back through Piper and Karthaus and I showed her the white birch forest.
It was a gorgeous ride, and we had a blast.
