Well, with mine, unlike Glen who stalled his (from memory) (as did I on the way back from Cadwell) this time I turned the bike off, re-fuelled, hit the starter and it wouldn't turn over, just a 'clunk'
Cycled ignition, same again
Cycled ignition, same thing
Cycled ignition, burst into life as if nothing was wrong
It wasn't 'dead' as if the starter switch was not working but much more like the loom problem!
Brian (who is off to take the K12S to its potential new owner in the morning )
I came accross someone in a similar predicament a few weeke ago.
I had left home for a ride after having not ridden the bike for a few weeks.
As soon as I was rolling the low tyre pressure alarm flashed so I went straight to the nearest garage, Sainsbury's, about 3 miles away.
As I pulled in I had noticed a bike parked up at the side & thought he was just waiting for a mate.
While pumping up the tyres he came over & asked if I could give him a push.
He had come in to fill up with petrol after a 20 mile ride & the engine just wouldn't turn over fast enough to start.
I advised him to put it into either 3rd or 4th gear for the push. as I thought it was a twin. ( turned out it was a v4 but hey ho )
He insisted on using 2nd & when he let the clutch out the clutch just slipped, the engine didn't even turn over.
We tried again in 3rd with the same result & I was starting to lather up in my leathers with it being a warm day.
Then he said something about the bike being fitted with a slipper clutch, so looks like we were onto a looser from the start.
So I said I would go back home & get some jump leads which I duly did.
We connected them up with my engine off, as don't like the idea of virtually short circuiting the alternator with a starter motor with the engine running.
His bike started straight away from my 6 year old battery.
So in his case it seemed to be a tired battery despite the bike being only 3 years old.
So I gues it could be the same with your bike Brian, or perhaps a poor conection between the battery & starter or battery earth lead.
So I had done my good dead for the day & went off on my ride, but it wasn't about to be rewarded.
I was on the A49 heading for Whitchurch & came accross two cars following one another at about 50.
I caught them a few hundred yards into a longish straight & proceeded to pass.
I'm out in the oposite lane on a single carriageway road just a few yards from this Jaguars boot when the driver decides it would be a good idea to pull out & overtake the car in front.
I grabbed the front brake, mentally thanking Mr BMW for fitting ABS.
The front tyre squeeled & I swerved to the right as I was now about level with his rear window.
All I could see of the road was the grass verge on the right getting closser & closser.
After a couple of seconds I had lost enough speed to drop in behind the Jag, but think he new nothing of my presence during the whole incident.
I did explain to him by way of some hand gestures when I passed him further down the road, but I think he was totally oblivious.
Anyway, I thought I'd better go straight home before anything else happened but at lest I'd survived to fight another day.