On the way back home as night was starting to fall, I had my lights on. About half a mile from home a Police car came up behind me. I was within the speed limit so didn't think anything of it. Suddenly the instant laxative, blue lights, appeared in the mirror. I stopped and the officer pointed out that I had no rear lights at all. Looking suitably glum I waited for the ticket, but he asked where I was going and how far it was. I told him and he said he was going that way and would stay behind me to cover my rear until I got off the main roads and into the estate. What a guy! Thank you.
Today was the first chance I had to investigate the lack of lights and it turned out to be two bulbs blown. Not only the tail light elements but the brake light elements as well. Two new bulbs sorted that. I wonder if the issues of a loose battery connection the previous weekend had anything to do with it. Hmmmmm.
Tomorrow is the 40th anniversary of the Beamish Reliability Trial, and I also spent some time today checking things over and adjusting brakes ready for some serious driving. All sorted I nipped off to top up with fuel and check the tyre pressures. On the way home smoke started to pour into the cockpit and a glance in the mirror revealed a trail of smoke behind me. Thick blue smoke. I pulled into a layby and opened the bonnet. The rocker cover gasket was leaking and oil was running onto the exhaust manifold.
As I was only a mile from home I pressed on. Not a hope of finding another gasket today so to make the Beamish tomorrow, I resorted to taking the cover off, cleaning it and applying liberal amounts of RTV. It seems to have stopped the leak but here's hoping it holds tomorrow.