Triumphrat

whatisit

I once ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere (that's in Utah by the way) a fella in a box with a lift gate gave me & the bike to the next gas. Very much appreciated. it did make me realize how quickly someone could make off with a bike using a lift gate though.

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Mr. Whatisit? That guy treats objects like women, man.

GeoDiablo

Nice work…


and a great tip too.

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bobmig

Some of you have probably read this posting before, but it seemed so appropriate... (BTW... I've heard from Andy since, and he loved the Harley geegaws he received!)
http://www.triumphrat.net/triumph-tw...ht=Andy+Warren
Bob

vintagebikefan

[quote=uzidzit;849159]I just got home today from a ride, and on the way ran into a rider stuck in the median of I-40 near the I-81 split. He ran his Harley out of gas, I stopped and then went for gas and brought it back to him...
...So just a reminder help a brother out if you can.[quote]

+10 to you!

It's people like you and like-minded riders that originally attracted me to this 'lifestyle' (and of course the fact that there is nothing quite as beautiful as a machine on 2 wheels). At least in my experience, the brotherhood that surrounds motorcycling can't be found anywhere else. I love feeling connected to complete strangers at bike shops, shows, or just on the road that become instant friends.

It's a shame that there are those who claim to be 'bike types' who do not share this same ethos. But I guess there are a few bad apples in every bunch!

OneWackyVille

Reminds me of a night way, way back - probably 1979. Heading home around 12.30-1am. Two teenage boys pushing a reasonably new Yamaha 250. So I stopped to see what the problem was and it was fuel.

I offered to take one of them anywhere local to get help. They declined as they didn't want one of them left on their own in the middle of nowhere!

So I shot home, picked up the spare can a fuel I had and rode back.

To my surprise they had disappeared, gone, vanished!

I couldn't have been more than 15 minutes.

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OneWackyVille

Ah, there are bikers and then there are people who ride a motorcycle.

Throughout the 27 years I had between bikes I always considered myself a biker and knew I would return!!!!!!

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Hedge

Thx Wacky - that was my bike they stole!

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AceT100

I'll always stop....

Even if its just to offer use of the phone

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Bugsy-12GSRC

I came across a bloke pushing a Suzuki sports bike the other week, he was trying to push it up hill, i pulled up and offer to help push it up the hill, which he declined the help as he lived a another 100meters up the road. Though when my Bonnie was loosing power the other day and i had to pull up, plenty of bikes went past but noone bothered to see if there was any problems, just makes you wonder sometimes.

conchscooter

Recently I stopped for a motorcyclist by the side of the road and she (who knew?) was surprised that I bothered. I'm not opposed to the whole stopping thing, therefore, but its not like it was. The purpose of waving used to be the shared sense of adventure, venturing afield on a machine that might not get you home, at least not without some burping and bucking. Nowadays waving is a signal intended as a sign of social recognition, which makes it worthless to me. The purpose of stopping was to help figure out why the spark had gone. It seems odd to be stopping for people who can't figure out how many gallons their tanks hold, which seems to be the biggest roadside problem in a world populated by reliable machinery. I feel old fart-itis coming on, but I can't help myself; I guess I will continue to stop, to peer companionably into empty tanks.

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