There Really Are No Coincidences

So it was 72 degrees today and I decide I am going to take advantage of the summertime-in-February weather here in Asheville and go for a long ride on my motorcycle. As I pass thru Lake Lure, I decide to pull over on the side of the road and take some pictures of the mountains. When I go to leave, I turn the ignition on the bike, hit the start button, but nothing happens. I try again and again, but no luck doing—gauges, lights, everything. No juice!