Things get flogged out on any bike if you're using the thing on an almost daily basis, especially bits under changing load and rotation, I ain't a mechanic or engineer but I understand that concept, I would have thought that at just under 40,000 clicks in twenty months for a complete shit on behalf of the swingarm isolators was a teensy bit fucking weak . . . . I know blokes with isolastic No-Tones who have managed near on 100,000 fucking miles before they met their inevitable demise, and they were generally notorious for premature failure and set up drama, what the fuck Harley Davidson !!!!
Over the last month or so I'd noticed a little bit of harshness in the arse end department that was also manifesting itself in some more vague than usual mid corner steer 'weaving', I kinda figured it was nothing more than a adjustment of spring tension on the rear shocks now they've bedded in, that and maybe some new fork oil . . . . having read about and seen some pics of cracked cases on rubber mount sporties over the last couple of years or so I'd kinda surmised that perhaps it was related to nothing more than total operator neglect and lack of regular maintenance . . . . wrong !!!
Just seems to me a classic case of the factory fucking shit up, the way the swingarm mates to the frame, the rubber mounting, no full width pivot, the weave in sweeping corners that can never be fully ironed out . . . . up until recently, being a steadfast Trumpy owner, I'd not had too much time logged on the Bar and Shield product of any kind, but of the occasions I had the opportunity to throw a leg over mates Skirties, especially one 883 model from the early nineties set up for the 'Roaring Sporties' series, that little fucker pointed like it was on rails !!!!
Suffice to say, I now completely 'get' the respect, the reverance and the fascination among the cognescenti for the old Skirtster in its pre-rubberised format, it would appear that by making the decision to buy 'new' for the first Hoggly in my garage has not been as wise as I first thought, fuck it !!!!
Thank God the '74 shovel is totally devoid of nuovo mondo fripperies . . . . maybe if I get some solid bushes turned up for the now wallowing, graunching Purple Penis . . . . and of course, a two week wait for parts . . . . of course nobody's ever gonna need to order isolators, we'll just wait for the cases to break in half and sell them a brand new pair . . . . ha ha ha motherfucker !!!!