I've been riding motorcycles since I was old enough for a license in 1966. Big bikes, tiny bikes...in the end, it doesn't matter.
Anywho, I haven't been able to log the usual miles since 2001 because of health and money problems. Probably sounds familiar to a lot of folks.
I keep my '89 Springer (which I stole from the bank as a repo) in excellent condition. The bike and I have been all over the country, seen every great road, and been through every kind of weather. You name it, we've seen it.
This year, I see I need new tires. I'm not even venturing out on what's there.
Over the past maybe 15 or 20 years, I've taken the wheels off myself (save money) and take them in for new rubber. Last time was maybe two years ago. Cost for new tires, tubes, and balance: $365. It's been that price since I can remember. (P.S. I also do every other bit of repair myself, from tranny's to pistons to valves to belts, and everything in between. Better results, lower cost).
This week I took the wheels in for new tires, tubes and balance. Behold the new price: $475. A 27% increase in just a couple of years. On top of that, the service guy told me that, if I'd brought the whole bike in to have the wheels taken off and put back on, it would have cost an additional $130 for labor.
$130? I don't have a lift, but I can pull the wheels off and put them back on in about 1/2 hour. Plus, I don't scratch my bike, like every dealership seems to do when they get their hands on it.
While I'm waiting for the service guy to figure out how much to gouge me, I headed up to the parts counter to buy three--three!--cotter pins for the front brake caliper. Used to be that the HD dealer charged me about the same that I'd pay at the hardware store. IOW, maybe 25 cents each. Nope. Three cotter pins: $3.15.
Then the service guy has me take a look at the rear wheel. Even though I re-spoked it just a few years ago, the spokes are brittle, and the spoke holes are worn.
OK. For as long as I can remember, HD dealers always kept good used parts on hand. Some deep-pocket rider buys a new bike, tells them to take off the factory wheels, exhaust, headlight, footpegs, whatever. I could always get like-new parts for 1/2 price. I've bought exhaust systems and everything else on the cheap for years. Swap meets are great, too.
Well, not anymore. Mr. Bottom Line dealership owner has decided to eliminate the used parts. Not to mention all the good parts counter staff that helped riders like me keep our bikes going when the times were tough. I didn't even recognize anybody in Parts. Word I got is that the last single person I really knew in Parts quit out of disgust.
So, anyway, I walk out of the service department with a bill for $475 for two tires, and about $375 for a stock rear wheel.
All the while I'm standing there, I had to listen to some jerk bragging about how he's going to ride from Milwaukee to Indianapolis this summer. Whooweee! Talk about an Iron Butt ride!
On top of that, everything on this guy says "Harley Davidson." I didn't ask to see his underwear, though.
I know, I know. This has been going on for nearly twenty years. It's just that sometimes the HD phenomenon hits you smack in the face.
Thanks for listening to my rant.