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Back several years ago when I was going through my divorce, I decided I wanted to go for a ride when I was too drunk to walk. There was nobody here to stop me so off I went. Rode about 20 miles at 2am. Obviously my guardian angel was riding with me as it was a totally uneventful ride that cleared my head and somewhat sobered me up. I remember thinking the next day how utterly stupid I was and vowed to never do it again. so far, so good.
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« Reply #1 on: January 10, 2012, 05:49:43 PM » |
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While I am sure there are several dumb things I could list, you didn't ask that question. But, there is absolutely no way I'm putting that kind of information out on the WWW. Sorry, there's some things that are better forgotten and not spoken of. But, I'm all ears to hear other's stories.  |
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« Reply #3 on: January 10, 2012, 06:10:13 PM » |
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Just did it Saturday. Rode all the way home from my last gas stop only to find the key in the open gas cap. Can't believe I didn't get a lap full of high test!  |
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« Reply #4 on: January 10, 2012, 06:14:18 PM » |
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Had just gotten my Valk( read driving it home from buying it) and a sport bike rider threw/hit me with a bottle of water. Tool the Valk WAYYYYY past my skill/comfort level running him down. Should've seen his face when this big 6'4" 350lb dude on an almost 1000lb bike caught him, and kept up as he tried to pull away....Better to be lucky than good sometimes.
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« Reply #5 on: January 10, 2012, 06:14:50 PM » |
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Parked a GS750 Suzuki on the curb sidewalk at a local Kmart.
Locked the forks.
Remember that we will come back to that.
Shopped.
Came back out, looked at my brand new hand grips and said wow those are nice.
Remember the grips we will come back to that.
Tied my load down to the rear end of the riders seat.
Started the bike up, revved it up several times, listening to the unbaffled Kerker Open Header, 4 into onto one.
Boy that sounded good and had lots of people looking my way by then.
So why not put a little show on for the folks, rev it up again and drop the clutch on 1st gear.
You guessed it, as I was sailing through the air jumping off the 12" high sidewalk to the tarmack below, my forks were
found in the locked position, remember I said that would come up again.
And those new hand grips I liked so much, as I stepped off the bike as it came down from the air jordan jump I had just executed.
Well the grips got executed along with the crash bar and the end of that beautiful Kerker Header.
Showing out ain't all that fun afterall.
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« Reply #6 on: January 10, 2012, 06:17:28 PM » |
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Tried to ride 2 up on a Goldwing after both ou spending an afternoon and $200 we got scalping a pair of Notre Dame/Michigan tickets at a local bar........ Drinks only, might have bought a round or 2....
Got to the first light...passenger leaned to far to the right.......
Yep... you guessed it.......
Plonk... lying on our sides in the middle of the road and the light turned green......
Laughing our ass' off.... picked the bike up... pushed back into the parking lot and took a cab......
To the next bar...... It was ONLY 5 PM...... Had to finish the day...
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« Reply #7 on: January 10, 2012, 06:20:49 PM » |
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I've done dumb stuff on a motocycle, none of which I'm telling anyone about. But, I will tell you about my buddy, Randy.
Randy had a BSA single lunger 451 and a crazy girlfriend who's name excapes me at the moment. One summer night, back around 73 or 74, Randy and his girl decide to go out for a ride after smoking a little. It was a little cool out and Randy's girl had no coat, so they get a blanket out and she wraps herself up real good and off they go. Well, all went surprising well, that is till the girlfriend decides she wants to be SuperMan and uses the blanket as the cape. And that went well also, until she sat back down, blanket gets wrapped around the back sprocket and chain, locks up the rear tire, rips the blacket from her arms, breaking her Humerus(sp). Luckly, Randy was a good enough rider, and he kept the bike up.
I never did hear what he told his girls Mom, but knowing Randy, it was good.
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« Reply #8 on: January 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM » |
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Oh boy. Not enough hours left tonight to wright.  I've done plenty of dumb things, sometimes the same thing more then once! Driving the Valk up a embankment from a wheat field during a pre-rally-rally. My stubby legs couldnt reach the ground and over we went. Driving into the stage area for a Kid Rock concert at the Chip. Trying to drive back to camp and getting out thru 5,000 bikers, bikes, and cars while 'intoxicated' was not a bright idea. I knew better then to park in there.  Thankfully Kit was drunk & high cause she never said a word while we clipped folks with our mirrors. |
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« Reply #9 on: January 10, 2012, 06:46:28 PM » |
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The dumbest? 1977, left the bar with my friend Bird, both of us drunk. Took him for a ride on my 750 / 4 Honda. Flew down the Grand Concourse from Kingsbridge Road to Bedford Park Blvd, Made a left to Bainbridge turned right went up Bainbridge the wrong way, Had to lay the bike down to avoid the bus coming at us. The two of us picked up the bike got back on laughing, apologized to the dismounted cursing bus driver and went back to the bar.
It only took me four more years until I stopped drinking!
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« Reply #10 on: January 10, 2012, 07:21:12 PM » |
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While I am sure there are several dumb things I could list, you didn't ask that question. But, there is absolutely no way I'm putting that kind of information out on the WWW. Sorry, there's some things that are better forgotten and not spoken of. But, I'm all ears to hear other's stories. +1! I started to write, and thought better of it. You all would get a kick out of it, and I'd never live it down. I take the fifth.  |
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« Reply #11 on: January 10, 2012, 07:52:19 PM » |
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Not the dumbest, but still trying to live it down, about 5 years ago, had the wife on the back. Decided to stop for a bite to eat. Pulled into a gravel/dirt lot with the valk. Put the stand down, when I leaned it over, the stand sank right into the ground. Did not want to dump it, so gave a mighty heave and brought it back up, at the same time the wife was getting off the bike on the right side, dumped her head first into a mud puddle. I still hear about that every once in a while.
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« Reply #12 on: January 10, 2012, 08:02:10 PM » |
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Not the dumbest, but still trying to live it down, about 5 years ago, had the wife on the back. Decided to stop for a bite to eat. Pulled into a gravel/dirt lot with the valk. Put the stand down, when I leaned it over, the stand sank right into the ground. Did not want to dump it, so gave a mighty heave and brought it back up, at the same time the wife was getting off the bike on the right side, dumped her head first into a mud puddle. I still hear about that every once in a while.
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« Reply #14 on: January 10, 2012, 08:16:38 PM » |
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I was riding to work at the night shift job I had in the 80's on my V65. While going though the "Friday night hang out" section of a local town I heard someone in a crowd on the North side of the road "heckling me". For some reason it torqued me (probably the bad marriage I was in at the time had me on a hair trigger). I did a U turn, popped the front end up and over the curb I went and back to the crowd at a high rate of speed down the sidewalk. They made room (scattered a little) as I slide into their midst and asked loudly who the $$$$ was yelling at me and what they had to say. No one had anything to say so I rode back over the curb and continued on my way. Only then did I realize what a dumb thing that was to do. There would have been no way I could have defended myself while I held that bike up if things had gone South. Could've got my arse kicked and lost my bike to them too. Dumb. |
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« Reply #15 on: January 10, 2012, 08:24:49 PM » |
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In about '71 or so I borrowed a 450 Honda from manager of the band I was in at the time and found myself at 3am haulin ass in the desert out side of Phoenix trying to roll a joint. Got 'er done but boy did it ever run out when I lit up! Spewed reef and coals up my nose. The stupid part? It was crappy mexican shake, not worth the effort.  |
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« Reply #16 on: January 10, 2012, 08:26:55 PM » |
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Not the dumbest, but still trying to live it down, about 5 years ago, had the wife on the back. Decided to stop for a bite to eat. Pulled into a gravel/dirt lot with the valk. Put the stand down, when I leaned it over, the stand sank right into the ground. Did not want to dump it, so gave a mighty heave and brought it back up, at the same time the wife was getting off the bike on the right side, dumped her head first into a mud puddle. I still hear about that every once in a while.
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« Reply #17 on: January 10, 2012, 09:01:25 PM » |
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Actually this was kinda fun, but my dad suggested I had brain damage to try it. A handful of us had some old Harleys back in the early-mid 50's. No specific models usually because we cobbled them together from whatever we found. It was a HD engine and frame, a piece from here, another part from another yard, Heinz 57 variety....you get the picture. But man, we had bikes and we had a ball. One winter, "someone" suggested we make a bike that would go in the snow. So, we removed the rear fenders so the tire chains would fit, then scrounged a piece of whatever and strapped it to the bottom of the front wheel. It had to be at least a couple feet long and curved up on the end like snow skis. That prompted my one buddy to cut up a pair of his dad's skis, which went over like a fart in church. We found out the front wheel had to also be tied down so it was stationary so the ski shaped skid on the bottom would stay on the bottom. It took a while for us to get the hang of it but we finally got pretty good at staying upright. We used to make bets as to who could go the longest before dumping over. Only one problem, the brakes were of no use. One night about five of us were scooting down main street at 2:00am and the light changed. Not the best scenario....we couldn't stop and there was a squad car sitting at the cross street. Of the five in the group that night, only two of us are still alive now. I think the tickets we all received probably won't show up on any driving record now. I'll never forget the look on the cops faces, followed by hysterical laughter...all while writing.
PS: The bikes were impounded until spring. No sense of humor.
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« Reply #18 on: January 10, 2012, 09:23:58 PM » |
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Not the dumbest, but still trying to live it down, about 5 years ago, had the wife on the back. Decided to stop for a bite to eat. Pulled into a gravel/dirt lot with the valk. Put the stand down, when I leaned it over, the stand sank right into the ground. Did not want to dump it, so gave a mighty heave and brought it back up, at the same time the wife was getting off the bike on the right side, dumped her head first into a mud puddle. I still hear about that every once in a while.
Pardon me for laughing.  Yep. Bill's story has me laughing. I have a similar story. In '89, active duty USAF living on March AFB, I had just traded my CB750K with Veter (and money) for a 2-yr old FXRD Harley dresser. It was a lot heavier, and I'd only had it for a few days. Friday after work, as usual the wife met me at the O'club for a few beers and heavy orderves (dinner for us). She looked good in a white sleeveless cotton blouse and black leather mini. She'd just walk the half mile from our base quarters to the club to meet me. It was miles from where I worked, and I had my new HOG. At 9PM and dark it was time to go home. She suggested I just leave the bike and we walk home, but I was fine, maybe not perfect, but fine to go the half mile thru housing at the 15MPH speed limit. So she hopped on (with helmet) and and I rolled home. March was built around WWI and the old base housing streets were really narrow (uh oh). When I got home, I realized I needed to do a 180 to park in front of my quarters. I didn't even think about letting her off, and slow rolled the turn, and just barely didn't make it before rubbing the curb, dumping the bike, and pitching her 115lbs in a nice little half gainer into soft grass (at prolly 2mph). She had ripped her tight leather mini to the waist and was grass stained, and was not amused (and otherwise entirely unhurt, not a bruise). I tried not to laugh, but couldn't help it. She had a few choice words for me, did an about face and marched for the house. I began to struggle lifting the bike up, but just couldn't make it. In a stage whisper I begged her to come help me before a base cop drove by and decided I needed field sobriety tests. She did, and like a spotter, I only needed a little bit of her help to lift the bike. It only took 10 years or so for us to forget that little episode. I was not drunk, perhaps slightly impaired, but it was a completely new bike to me and a tough turn that did it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. |
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i have learned alot over the years  being the youngest of 6. sone of you guys sound like some of my brothers.............funny to watch but wouldnt immatate thier actions....... |
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« Reply #20 on: January 11, 2012, 04:08:36 AM » |
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Drag racing on residential sidewalk.  My Sportster beat the BSA! Ok. So it was stupid. . . I was 19 years old |
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« Reply #21 on: January 11, 2012, 05:35:34 AM » |
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Too many things to count. None any dumber than the rest, just stupid. Get me drunk sometime and I'll tell ya. Not enough room here.
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« Reply #22 on: January 11, 2012, 07:01:24 AM » |
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The stupidest thing I've ever done on a motorcycle?
Parked it in the garage on a day off with absolutely gorgeous weather. By far the stupidest thing I've ever done on a bike...
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« Reply #23 on: January 11, 2012, 08:00:39 AM » |
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The dumbest thing I ever did with my motorcycle? Let my room mate ride it. He blew up the motor and then told me where to pick it up. Holed the piston so had to have the motor rebuilt. My CL350 during college. Wasn't my room mate 2 months later.
Smartest thing? Never let anyone ride my motorcycle again.
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« Reply #25 on: January 11, 2012, 09:17:27 AM » |
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« Reply #26 on: January 11, 2012, 09:26:21 AM » |
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Sooo many to choose from... Maybe this: I got a "no smoking" room but I paid the pet deposit for the wolf.link |
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« Reply #27 on: January 11, 2012, 10:00:04 AM » |
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Sooo many to choose from... Maybe this: I got a "no smoking" room but I paid the pet deposit for the wolf.linklol, As long as you don't have claw marks, Daniel! |
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Oh Yeah at 48 and 1/2 years of age I discovered my dirt bike roots again.
After a concussion, neck, shoulders, sprained both wrists, numerous contusions I was back up to speed.
Riding with an ex pro level motocrosser and keeping up almost.
I decided that I was tired of hurting myself and quit 9 months later.
2007 DRZ400E Suzuki was the beast and that thing would wheelie just off the throttle in 5th easily.
But when I became allergic to Nsaids or Aspirin from the chronic need and use, I just had to quit.
Bought a KLR650 and that was too tempting as well. Sold it Bought a Interstate and now a fat boy Harley Repalaced that .
WHen someone comes along with 11,000 it will be gone and something else after that.
But the Electraglide will stay until I either die, it gets totaled or stolen.
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I rolled up to my favorite coffee drinking spot where a group of bikers sitting outside was joking with this gal, saying, "Maybe Mike will take you for a ride". The guys were all members of a 12 Step group and thinking the girl was with them, I said, "Sure, hop on".
The fact that she was just wearing socks on her feet should have tipped me off, I guess. She wanted to know if we could go to the Bluff, the area where I live. Turns out she wanted to score some rock cocaine from a crack house just a few blocks from where I live. I thought about dropping her and riding off but the last thing I need is for the police to see me making a stop at a crack house on the only yellow motorcycle in my town. Luckily she need to get some money for the score.
When she went in the convenience store to get cash from the ATM I promised her I wouldn't leave her there. I left her there.
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of everyone at my High School.
I avoided following all the riders off the track at Hell Hole motocross track through a
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Back in the 80's on a long trip from Houston to Wyoming area we were on a 4 lane highway (5 of us) and it was starting to warm up and I set my BMW trottle lock on and tried to ease my coat off running 70 mph. Managed to get my hands tied up behind my back and using body english to keep the bike straight while I went into mass panic. The guy behind me saw the predicament and ran up and tried to hit my throttle lock (the worst thing he could have done) but luckily I managed to get my hands freed up......pretty scary moment.......thinking about it later and my thoughts were
"WHAT TO HECK WAS I THINKING"
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« Reply #33 on: January 11, 2012, 11:12:27 AM » |
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What happens in San Francisco, stays in San Francisco.
As Forrest Gump would say:
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Couple of years ago, shortly after I bought my CBR 1100XX Blackbird, I was on a ride with some friends also riding liter bikes. We did a high speed run up to about 170 mph indicated. I was in the lead and tucked down under the little wind screen. As soon as we backed off the throttle, I wanted to look behind and see where everyone was at, so I took my left hand off the grip so I could turn around and look behind me. When I did, I sat up as I turned my head to the left. I was probably still doing 150+ when I raised up into the wind with only my right hand holding on! The wind caught me and came oh so close to spinning me right off that bike at 150! Scared the crap out of me and stunned me with my own stupidity!
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The stupidest thing I've ever done on a motorcycle?
Parked it in the garage on a day off with absolutely gorgeous weather. By far the stupidest thing I've ever done on a bike...
That's the stupidest I've read so far and stupid me has done the same. Dumber yet, this month left it home a few times with this great January weather we've been having. |
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« Reply #36 on: January 11, 2012, 01:58:04 PM » |
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What happens in San Francisco, stays in San Francisco.
As Forrest Gump would say:
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« Reply #38 on: January 11, 2012, 02:23:32 PM » |
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Pretty lame compared to some of the heroic antics on display here, but here's a recent one of mine:
I wear glasses..
On a trip with our breakfast riding group from SF Bay area to Gardnerville NV, stopped at a breakfast place in Tracy CA. " I need to get gas before we move on" I said, left the restaurant and got gas across the street. Waiting for the rest of the folks to gear up, I noticed that my vision was not as acute as normal, checked and found no glasses on my head.
S**t, where'd I leave them, not in pockets, not in saddlebags, checked back in restaurant (not there either), walked back and noticed something on the ground close to where my bike had been before I took off for gas. Indeed, a FLAT set of what used to be a pretty expensive set of glasses. Reconstructing the course of events: I took my glasses off and put then on the passenger seat to put my helmet on (I always do that), forgot to put them back on, rode off and OVER my glasses with my own bike.
I can see well enough to ride without (Left eye is 20/20 right is 20/100 without glasses) but it gives me a headache after a while. Moved on to Gardnerville with a $10 set of sunglasses from the gas station on my head.
I check more carefully each time I put my helmet on now.
Martin
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« Reply #39 on: January 11, 2012, 03:09:26 PM » |
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While I am sure there are several dumb things I could list, you didn't ask that question. But, there is absolutely no way I'm putting that kind of information out on the WWW. Sorry, there's some things that are better forgotten and not spoken of. But, I'm all ears to hear other's stories. LOL ditto |
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