The Tale of Tailgate Tommy (aka tkylli) at InZane 16

[Tailgate Tommy]

The Tale of my new name ”Tailgate Tommy”

So my Colorado riding buddy Deadpan Dick says lets go to dinner (and pie, of course) to Apple Annie’s with Damon, et el. I’m hungry and pie is always good! Dick goes to his room to get his helmet and stuff. I pull up next to the hotel’s entrance, bike warming up, to wait for him. He rumbles by on his red and black tourer so I start to follow him out of the parking lot to dinner.  I’m a better follower than a leader, or so I thought…

We get on the Interstate and we’re riding along having a great time, me and my pal Dick, running in and out of traffic. After about an hour I’m getting real hungry now (blood sugar getting low) and start to wonder just how far Annie’s is. I know it’s in PA, but really? We were just there the other day for breakfast….didn’t seem this far. Then I start to wonder why we’re taking the Interstate instead of the road we took last time.  Must be a short cut.
Then I realize that it’s not Dick in front of me! No pony tail sticking out from under the helmet! This red/blk tourer has a backrest, and a Canadian plate! Oh God, I’m following a Canadian back north to Canada! Thank god just then he pulls off the Interstate.  So I pull up next to him at the off ramp stop sign, we exchange introductions and I explain my miscalculation and that I’m not a stalker. By this time I need gas. He says the place he and his Canadian buddy’s are staying at is just up the road to the right and there’s a gas station where I can fill up since I went about 60-80 miles! I fill up and pee behind the station because the crapper is broken (TMI). Another one of his Canadian buds stops by the station on a Valk to say hi and we talk car tires, InZane, and have a laugh at my misfortune.  I’m sure those guys had a big laugh over beers that night at my expense.

I figured everyone would be done with dinner by now so I just go back to the hotel and have a burger at the hotel restaurant.  So that’s why Damon gave me the new handle Tailgate Tommy and I’m sure he will never let me lead a ride, ever. I can't wait for the next InZane to have even more laughs

Tom “Tailgate Tommy” aka tkylli

[The emperor has no clothes]

  It was even better than I imagined. 

[Valkorado]

  That's funny, Tailgate!  I was surprised you didn't notice the (lack of) LED running and brake lights on back of the doppleganger Valk's bags.  Sounds like it was an enjoyable ride, anyway!

[Tailgate Tommy]

I'm always up for meeting new people 

[G-Man]

SO, WHERE DID YOU WIND UP EATING?

Funny story, brother!

Happened to me in a cage.  Was supposed to follow a silver mini van.  I think silver may be the most popular color and I wound up following the wrong silver mini van until the van I was supposed to be following called to find out where I was.  Thank goodness we were still on the same road, just different lanes and about a quarter mile ahead.

[J.Mencalice]

"Wrong Way Corrigan"...Look it up and you'll feel that moment of empathy.

[old2soon]

Iffin he didn't lead around a lake on a gravel road-well You KNOW!  There are adventures and then there are ADVENTURES!  RIDE SAFE

[baldo]

That's funny. At Inzane some fellas and I made the comment that the black and red must be the most popular combination there......They sure do look sharp!

[Tailgate Tommy]

That's funny, Tailgate!  I was surprised you didn't notice the (lack of) LED running and brake lights on back of the doppleganger Valk's bags.  Sounds like it was an enjoyable ride, anyway!

I guess I'm less than observant when I'm hungry

[BobB]

Well Tailgate, when handles are earned by such actions, they tend to stick.  How do I know that?  I have such a handle in another biker club.  No, I am not willing to share it here, nor provide the story behind it...

[Rams]

That's a funny story Tommy.   

As I tell most folks that enquire where I rode to, I always tell them that I don't know, I'm normally lost but, my Tom Tom knows the way back home. 

[Hook#3287]

  That's a funny story