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Posted: **Mon Sep 01, 2014 9:34 am**

I'm certainly not too pure to stereotype and profile. Rich urban bikers were one of my targets. Time to relate this story once again: I was back in Chicago admiring my brother's new acquisition, a cherry 70s BMW airhead - one of those models with the airbrushed orange gas tank. My brother offered a ride; Lake Shore Drive was near by. I was barreling down the Drive when - oh no! - I got a blow out in the rear tire. I didn't go down and somehow managed to get the bike to the left side of the highway against a guard rail. There was maybe 18" between the rail and the painted line that marked the border of the left lane. As usual there was lots of traffic and it was moving fast; to make things worse I was right behind a curve in the road so drivers didn't see me until they were quite close. This wasn't fun. I spent an indeterminate amount of time trying to figure out what to do; nothing came to mind. Suddenly a Yuppie on a Harley pulled in behind me. He got off the bike and seemed relaxed. He was the very image of an urban professional; the bike was something like a Softtail. He offered a plan: We would wait for a break in the traffic - a small break was all we could hope for. I would then try to get the bike across the lanes to the grass on the right of the highway. He would run out onto the road and direct cars around me. What else could I do ? At the appropriate time I gave the Beemer throttle and took off flat tire and all. I made it across the first lanes but had to stop as there were cars in the last lane. Luckily there soon was an opening and I powered across, jumped the curb and ended up nicely upright on the grass. The guardian angel on the Harley waved, found an opening and took off. I now don't rag on Yuppie Harley riders - ok maybe just a little bit. Oh yeah, the culprit was a sheet metal screw. Bogdan From: "Luc Legrain zrislois2klr@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> Reply-To: "DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com>, Luc Legrain Date: Sunday, August 31, 2014 5:17 PM To: "DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com>, Bill Woodard , Tim Pruitt Subject: Re: [DSN_KLR650] Re: OLD AGE?? (NKLR) Couple of montths ago , as i was going to work ,I heard the rumble of straight pipes , I looked in the left mirror and saw that a Harley was coming up too fast and too loud ,as he passed me , as a civilized person that I am, I lowered my left hand "HI" he responded by giving me the middle finger , I thought to myself well that's a normal reaction for a " lose my bolts all over the place" Harley rider ,10 miles down the road the same guy was sitting on his rust bucket with a trooper behind him , as we locked eyes , I could not help letting him know that he was number one in my book .. Dumb Ass.... On Sunday, August 31, 2014 5:36 PM, "Tim Pruitt tenntimtwo@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: HAr-dee-har-har serves'em right. I hate to leave someone stranded, especially another rider, but a smart ass if a whole other thing. On Saturday, August 30, 2014 12:34 AM, "Bill Woodard bmrbill@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: A little late to the party. Sorry. As a Christian reconnecting with his faith, I tend to grant a lot of grace. I will extend help to anyone willing to accept it. But I won't shove it down their throat. I ran out of gas (many years ago) about 5 miles south of Kettleman City on California's I5. I had made the run many times before. Headwinds had cut my gas mileage in half, more or less. I was riding a FJ1200 at the time. Many cars ignored my plight. Finally, a car pulled over to help. They were all Mexicans. Not a one of them spoke English. To make matters worse, I realized I left my wallet with the bike when we were about halfway to the gas stations in Kettelman City. A few months later, riding an R100GS, I ran into someone in a similar situation. We pulled the line to the carb while the engine was running, and filled a plastic bottle we found on the side of the freeway. More recent, I had to have a friend rescue me with his Harley tools (Crescent wrench and water pump pliers). We're all brothers under the skin. Ride safe, Bill

Posted: **Mon Sep 01, 2014 9:45 am**

I had a similar experience on my KLR. I was passing a car at about 95 mph....felt wiggling in the rear (tire). Pulled over. Flat. Wood screw also. Where is Rev and theBent Nail Club when you need them? No tools or tube. A full dress Harley guy with girlfriend pulled over. We were figuring out what to do. A pickup (Cowboy) pulled over. I talked my way into a ride to home 40 miles away and out of the pickup guys way substantially. We manhandled the KLR into the pickup without a ramp. I had some parachute cord to tie it up. Thanks to the Harley guy and Cowboy, I got home with little grief. Ride with the Rev gang. Criswell Sent from my iPad

On Sep 1, 2014, at 9:34 AM, "Bogdan Swider bSwider@... [DSN_KLR650]"DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote:

I'm certainly not too pure to stereotype and profile. Rich urban bikers were one of my targets. Time to relate this story once again: I was back in Chicago admiring my brother's new acquisition, a cherry 70s BMW airhead - one of those models with the airbrushed orange gas tank. My brother offered a ride; Lake Shore Drive was near by. I was barreling down the Drive when - oh no! - I got a blow out in the rear tire. I didn't go down and somehow managed to get the bike to the left side of the highway against a guard rail. There was maybe 18" between the rail and the painted line that marked the border of the left lane. As usual there was lots of traffic and it was moving fast; to make things worse I was right behind a curve in the road so drivers didn't see me until they were quite close. This wasn't fun. I spent an indeterminate amount of time trying to figure out what to do; nothing came to mind. Suddenly a Yuppie on a Harley pulled in behind me. He got off the bike and seemed relaxed. He was the very image of an urban professional; the bike was something like a Softtail. He offered a plan: We would wait for a break in the traffic - a small break was all we could hope for. I would then try to get the bike across the lanes to the grass on the right of the highway. He would run out onto the road and direct cars around me. What else could I do ? At the appropriate time I gave the Beemer throttle and took off flat tire and all. I made it across the first lanes but had to stop as there were cars in the last lane. Luckily there soon was an opening and I powered across, jumped the curb and ended up nicely upright on the grass. The guardian angel on the Harley waved, found an opening and took off. I now don't rag on Yuppie Harley riders - ok maybe just a little bit. Oh yeah, the culprit was a sheet metal screw. Bogdan From: "Luc Legrain zrislois2klr@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> Reply-To: "DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com>, Luc Legrain Date: Sunday, August 31, 2014 5:17 PM To: "DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com>, Bill Woodard , Tim Pruitt Subject: Re: [DSN_KLR650] Re: OLD AGE?? (NKLR) Couple of montths ago , as i was going to work ,I heard the rumble of straight pipes , I looked in the left mirror and saw that a Harley was coming up too fast and too loud ,as he passed me , as a civilized person that I am, I lowered my left hand "HI" he responded by giving me the middle finger , I thought to myself well that's a normal reaction for a " lose my bolts all over the place" Harley rider ,10 miles down the road the same guy was sitting on his rust bucket with a trooper behind him , as we locked eyes , I could not help letting him know that he was number one in my book .. Dumb Ass.... On Sunday, August 31, 2014 5:36 PM, "Tim Pruitt tenntimtwo@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: HAr-dee-har-har serves'em right. I hate to leave someone stranded, especially another rider, but a smart ass if a whole other thing. On Saturday, August 30, 2014 12:34 AM, "Bill Woodard bmrbill@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: A little late to the party. Sorry. As a Christian reconnecting with his faith, I tend to grant a lot of grace. I will extend help to anyone willing to accept it. But I won't shove it down their throat. I ran out of gas (many years ago) about 5 miles south of Kettleman City on California's I5. I had made the run many times before. Headwinds had cut my gas mileage in half, more or less. I was riding a FJ1200 at the time. Many cars ignored my plight. Finally, a car pulled over to help. They were all Mexicans. Not a one of them spoke English. To make matters worse, I realized I left my wallet with the bike when we were about halfway to the gas stations in Kettelman City. A few months later, riding an R100GS, I ran into someone in a similar situation. We pulled the line to the carb while the engine was running, and filled a plastic bottle we found on the side of the freeway. More recent, I had to have a friend rescue me with his Harley tools (Crescent wrench and water pump pliers). We're all brothers under the skin. Ride safe, Bill

Posted: **Mon Sep 01, 2014 2:44 pm**

I would have done the same thing. Nice job. Robert Wichert P.Eng. LEED AP BD&C HERS I/II CEPE CEA BPI CERTIFIED SF/MF GREEN POINT RATER +1 916 966 9060 FAX +1 916 966 9068 =============================================== On 8/31/2014 4:17 PM, Luc Legrain zrislois2klr@... [DSN_KLR650] wrote:

Couple of montths ago , as i was going to work ,I heard the rumble of straight pipes , I looked in the left mirror and saw that a Harley was coming up too fast and too loud ,as he passed me , as a civilized person that I am, I lowered my left hand "HI" he responded by giving me the middle finger , I thought to myself well that's a normal reaction for a " lose my bolts all over the place" Harley rider ,10 miles down the road the same guy was sitting on his rust bucket with a trooper behind him , as we locked eyes , I could not help letting him know that he was number one in my book .. Dumb Ass.... On Sunday, August 31, 2014 5:36 PM, "Tim Pruitt tenntimtwo@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com wrote: HAr-dee-har-har serves'em right. I hate to leave someone stranded, especially another rider, but a smart ass if a whole other thing. On Saturday, August 30, 2014 12:34 AM, "Bill Woodard bmrbill@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com wrote: A little late to the party. Sorry. As a Christian reconnecting with his faith, I tend to grant a lot of grace. I will extend help to anyone willing to accept it. But I won't shove it down their throat. I ran out of gas (many years ago) about 5 miles south of Kettleman City on California's I5. I had made the run many times before. Headwinds had cut my gas mileage in half, more or less. I was riding a FJ1200 at the time. Many cars ignored my plight. Finally, a car pulled over to help. They were all Mexicans. Not a one of them spoke English. To make matters worse, I realized I left my wallet with the bike when we were about halfway to the gas stations in Kettelman City. A few months later, riding an R100GS, I ran into someone in a similar situation. We pulled the line to the carb while the engine was running, and filled a plastic bottle we found on the side of the freeway. More recent, I had to have a friend rescue me with his Harley tools (Crescent wrench and water pump pliers). We're all brothers under the skin. Ride safe, Bill

Posted: **Mon Sep 01, 2014 4:10 pm**

SNIPRide with the Rev gang.unsnip. as I recall, the 'gang' gave up riding with the rev after three days...seems their 'lady parts' were crying for reprieve from trail fatigue (shrug); at least that is what I remember.Fortunately, the 'gang' members had staggered their arrival for different times and I still had a playmate everyday the gang was here. Truthfully, I was a tad wore out from being tour guide for 8 days. but,I am ready to start again! hey! so, here is where we start next-- Dakota Dual Sport riders are going to muster up beginning 11 Sept.http://www.dakotadualsportriders.com/ and the interior linkhttp://www.dakotadualsportriders.com/smf/index.php?board=40.0 You can read the link, but must join to reply. All are welcome.The campground is located ~30miles SW of Rapid City, SD. revmaaatin.

On Mon, Sep 1, 2014 at 8:45 AM, Ron Criswell roncriswell2@... [DSN_KLR650] DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: I had a similar experience on my KLR. I was passing a car at about 95 mph....felt wiggling in the rear (tire). Pulled over. Flat. Wood screw also. Where is Rev and theBent Nail Club when you need them? No tools or tube. A full dress Harley guy with girlfriend pulled over. We were figuring out what to do. A pickup (Cowboy) pulled over. I talked my way into a ride to home 40 miles away and out of the pickup guys way substantially. We manhandled the KLR into the pickup without a ramp. I had some parachute cord to tie it up. Thanks to the Harley guy and Cowboy, I got home with little grief. Ride with the Rev gang. Criswell Sent from my iPad On Sep 1, 2014, at 9:34 AM, "Bogdan Swider bSwider@... [DSN_KLR650]"DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: I'm certainly not too pure to stereotype and profile. Rich urban bikers were one of my targets. Time to relate this story once again: I was back in Chicago admiring my brother's new acquisition, a cherry 70s BMW airhead - one of those models with the airbrushed orange gas tank. My brother offered a ride; Lake Shore Drive was near by. I was barreling down the Drive when - oh no! - I got a blow out in the rear tire. I didn't go down and somehow managed to get the bike to the left side of the highway against a guard rail. There was maybe 18" between the rail and the painted line that marked the border of the left lane. As usual there was lots of traffic and it was moving fast; to make things worse I was right behind a curve in the road so drivers didn't see me until they were quite close. This wasn't fun. I spent an indeterminate amount of time trying to figure out what to do; nothing came to mind. Suddenly a Yuppie on a Harley pulled in behind me. He got off the bike and seemed relaxed. He was the very image of an urban professional; the bike was something like a Softtail. He offered a plan: We would wait for a break in the traffic - a small break was all we could hope for. I would then try to get the bike across the lanes to the grass on the right of the highway. He would run out onto the road and direct cars around me. What else could I do ? At the appropriate time I gave the Beemer throttle and took off flat tire and all. I made it across the first lanes but had to stop as there were cars in the last lane. Luckily there soon was an opening and I powered across, jumped the curb and ended up nicely upright on the grass. The guardian angel on the Harley waved, found an opening and took off. I now don't rag on Yuppie Harley riders - ok maybe just a little bit. Oh yeah, the culprit was a sheet metal screw. Bogdan From: "Luc Legrain zrislois2klr@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> Reply-To: "DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com>, Luc Legrain Date: Sunday, August 31, 2014 5:17 PM To: "DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com>, Bill Woodard , Tim Pruitt Subject: Re: [DSN_KLR650] Re: OLD AGE?? (NKLR) Couple of montths ago , as i was going to work ,I heard the rumble of straight pipes , I looked in the left mirror and saw that a Harley was coming up too fast and too loud ,as he passed me , as a civilized person that I am, I lowered my left hand "HI" he responded by giving me the middle finger , I thought to myself well that's a normal reaction for a " lose my bolts all over the place" Harley rider ,10 miles down the road the same guy was sitting on his rust bucket with a trooper behind him , as we locked eyes , I could not help letting him know that he was number one in my book .. Dumb Ass.... On Sunday, August 31, 2014 5:36 PM, "Tim Pruitt tenntimtwo@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: HAr-dee-har-har serves'em right. I hate to leave someone stranded, especially another rider, but a smart ass if a whole other thing. On Saturday, August 30, 2014 12:34 AM, "Bill Woodard bmrbill@... [DSN_KLR650]" DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com> wrote: A little late to the party. Sorry. As a Christian reconnecting with his faith, I tend to grant a lot of grace. I will extend help to anyone willing to accept it. But I won't shove it down their throat. I ran out of gas (many years ago) about 5 miles south of Kettleman City on California's I5. I had made the run many times before. Headwinds had cut my gas mileage in half, more or less. I was riding a FJ1200 at the time. Many cars ignored my plight. Finally, a car pulled over to help. They were all Mexicans. Not a one of them spoke English. To make matters worse, I realized I left my wallet with the bike when we were about halfway to the gas stations in Kettelman City. A few months later, riding an R100GS, I ran into someone in a similar situation. We pulled the line to the carb while the engine was running, and filled a plastic bottle we found on the side of the freeway. More recent, I had to have a friend rescue me with his Harley tools (Crescent wrench and water pump pliers). We're all brothers under the skin. Ride safe, Bill

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