Good God, I've been beset by an entire legion of gremlins with something of a scorched Earth policy.
Recently a headlight burned out. I've been a little lax in replacing it because, well, I'm easily distracted.
So last week I had this funny issue where the bike would start for a couple seconds then die. After freaking out with a troubleshooting guide telling me I would be spending a lot of money very shortly, I discovered the battery was just low. Charged it up, problem solved.
Except, of course, that the battery has been getting weaker with every start. I was going to tackle that happy little issue this weekend, but I was... distracted... until Sunday morning.
When I got out to the garage to see what was ailing my beloved Triumph, I found it had puked an astonishing quantity of oil all over my garage.
Also, it's leaking coolant from one of those vile hose clamps. Man, I hate hose clamps.
Anyway, the bike was so oily I had to spend a fair amount of time this evening just wiping the accumulated nastiness off the bike. Hopefully tomorrow there will be a clean trail of oil letting me know where the trouble lies.
I've been trying to convince Lady Luck that this is a sign that I should get a Ducati, but so far she isn't buying it.