Alright I am stiing here at home bored out of my mine.I am not supposed to riding while my parents aren't home.Well smart old me says I think I'll take the warrior for a spin!!!!I get all the way to the very back of my neighbors property on my trails and the warrior dies and will not start!!!!I think it is out of gas I check to see and there was still about 1/4 og a tank.It won't start though.I walk all the way back to my house and get my 300ex and a tow strap.I hook the 300ex and the warrior togther as close possible and pull up to the road.Once I get to the road I start to go down a hill only to hear crunch!!!!I look back and the 300ex's tail light is broke!!!!I get on the warrior coast to the bottom off the road and walk back up to get the 300ex.I finally get home only to look down and see the spark plug boot off the spark plug I put it back on and she fires right up!!!!Now I have to go mow the grass thoguh because there is 4 wheeler marks all over the yard!!!!


almost full race 250r
moded 87 LT500R
97 300ex
96 warrior
90 blaster

 

writing a diary?

 

Greetings,

OK, so my wife is out of town a few months ago and I figure I can skip work, slip away to the farm and spend the day riding. So I'm roaring across a field and miss a shift, hitting the down button by mistake. I'm thrown forward and the machine stops dead. Its really hot and the battery is still down from the stupid recall thing so I start trying to pull start it. And I pull and pull and let it sit and try again. So I walk back to the barn and get the Recon and ride that for a while stopping by the Foreman every so often to pull the starter, sweat, and swear -- not necessarily in that order. So the time is drawing late and I need to get moving in order to make the 2 1/2 hour drive and pick up the kids on time and keep all appearances normal, so I hitch the pull strap to the Recon and start to tow it up to the barn -- which went pretty well until I got to the gate and I just couldn't get it through while towing. So, with time really short now, I jump off and push the thing up hill swearing and sweating as I go. Finally, I have inched it over rocks in the driveway and generally strained myself getting it into the barn and I head home.

So I make a few inquiries about the possible mechanical problems I'm facing and someone mentions the "kill switch." About two weeks later I go up there and, yes, I had hit the kill switch when I hit the bars.

While I didn't have to mow the lawn, I did have to wash that distinctive yellow dirt-road dust off the car.

Parents or wives -- there are powers at work here we don't always understand. And I'll bet you're about 1/3 my age -- there's still plenty of time left to learn a few things.

 

in the end your praised for mowing the yard without being told. What a deal!

 

you guys like walking?
i got my recon STUCK once and i practicly threw my back out trying to get it unstuck and than i had to walk back home about a mile and did i mention it was 9:00 pm?
there wasnt any dumb reason though well testing new tires out at 9 pm is pretty dumb

 

You're in good company regarding the kill switch, Dr. Rod! I was climbing a steep hill (you know where), while my companions watched from the trail below.

Leaning full foward, I struggled to keep the front end down as I neared the summit; then, flame-out!

Suddenly, I'm grabbing for all the brakes I can find, still leaning forward, trying to keep 'er from rearin' up over atop me.

Oh, my, oh, my! Here I am stalled pointing uphill near the top of the mountain; can't start and go forward; know better than to try to back up (been there, done that!).

My companions scrambled up the hill on foot, coming to my aid, helping me make a K-turn without rolling the quad; I coasted downhill to the trail, where I went over the "why won't it start?" checklist.

Massive electrical system failure, won't even turn over! And then, and then--you guessed it! The time was winter, and I was wearing heavy mittens--as I had flattened myself against the handlebars for my daring ascent, my well-padded hand inadvertently hit the kill switch!

No, I'll never live that one down, given the irreverent crowd I run with.

Tree Farmer

 

Well i get the new $200 pair of boots. It bout 20 degrees out im on the twolve. And im a crowd pleaser while im on that beast. Theres a little dam so i look at it and think its not that deep. So i start the beast up. i get goin into it the bam the water is comin up over the racks im all the way to the back so the front i floating. i hope off too push and it floats to the top it bout 4.5 feet deep im scraeming cuz im cold. And you no why i did it i dont think you do. And i no i dont.

 

I commited the same "kill the engine expect the worst thing too". The SP500 is real bad for it.

I had overcome my fear of Polaris reliability and purchased a brand new SP500. I had finally found a capable riding partner that could tow me out if necessary, so we set off to find the limits of this 4x4 system.

We were about 5,000,000 miles(slight exageration for literary effect) into a feild of muskeg. He was on a Honda 450ES(Love that yellow)and we were having a blast. It was hard work and slow moving, but fun.

Then the SP500 stopped dead. I fiddled with the kill switch, battery connections, etc all to no avail. There was no way to tow it out without the thing putting power to its wheels. Just too much muskeg and rough terrain. So we started a fire to eat and then head out leaving the SP in the woods.

Just before we left I tried her once more turned on the key and she started right up. So I jumped on and high tailed it for dry land, then it stopped again. This time I suspected the keyed ignition. Just before the first incident I put my truck key on the keyring with the quad key so I wouldn't drop them in the muskeg.

It was then I discovered the way the SP500 hates long keychains dangling on its key. With sharp turns it well bind the keychain and turn of the ignition. I got ribbed about that one for a while!!!

SP500 in NS

 

I cant stand where the kill switch is on the Rancher. I have hit that thing 3-4 times leaning foward going up a hill. I think I will just disconnect it.

 

Many years ago I had a Honda 250SX 3-wheel. Electric start w/reverse. My first ride. I wanted to get rid of it as I had just bought my 250R. A guy called me and said it was just the machine he wanted as he ran a security guard service in Mexico. Cool! Come on over! He shows up with 3 of his friends and a pickup. I turned on the key and hit the choke and all the damn thing would do was crank over, wouldn't start. I keep trying. And trying. Now I got the hood of my pickup open so I can put the jumper cables on and . . . I keep trying. Won't start. Jeez! I gotta sell this thing as I am over on my checking account 'cause of the R I just bought and my wife is gonna kill me! I'm bummed. The SX won't fire up. My savior arrives! My wife comes in from work and sees what is going on and gets that "You poor stupid men" look on her face. I tell her it won't start and proceed to show her. Smug look on her face, not to mention I have 3 very macho men in my garage, she turns on the key, hit the other switch on the handlebars on the left side, pushes the start button and . . . .BINGO! She's running great! She leaves us alone. I did sell it to them and it's down in Mexico somewhere. I went back to the house. Next trip, guess who is telling everyone about how to start a 250SX? Not "Mr. Mechanic" here, no sir.