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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by vermin, Sep 9, 2007.
Hilarious. Best ever! Gave me a completely new perspective on riding a bike.
October 1st,2006. Plymouth, Mi.
Amongst a sea of stock hardleys and custom ass jewlery at a "chili cook-off". Bikes parked tight. Except by that one. No one wanted to park too close to something like that. Lincoln grill, stickers galore("hair by helmut")eye burning paint. With hundreds of bikes to look at, this one got the most attention!
Soo many quotable lines. My fave?
"Dont you hate it when birds pass you?"
It's driven me nuts- where did I see that magnificent beast and then... yes, thank you for reminding me!
Hopefully the author will make a repeat appearance this year although Cack will, sadly, be missing...
Absolutely hilarious. I can't remember when I laughed so long and hard. Cack is a beautiful bike.
Man, that post is awesome . Just like the rest of your report BTW .
Wow... where to start???
I found this thread a couple of hours ago and simply could not stop reading it until the very end. What a fantastic read!!! Thanks so much for taking the time to share all that with us! My whole family is concerned about my mental state - as I've been sitting here staring at a PC monitor laughing out loud for hours. They wouldn't understand. You definitely have a gift. Maybe you should send a slightly condensed/edited version to one of the bike rags. I'd rank you right up there with Cycle World's Peter Egan (tall praise in my book). I'd be surprised if they DIDN'T publish it.
My Father is a Detroit-area native (Royal Oak, actually) who escaped via the Air Force in the late 50's only to marry a southern girl and settle in SC. Except for one nephew, who keeps the robots buzzing at a GM assembly plant, his entire family has fled Michigan. He's now lived in SC for more years than he cares to remember - a true converted Southerner who has cultivated a love of boiled peanuts and bluegrass music.
I'm also a middle-aged cubicle dweller who has lost all enthusiasm for his chosen profession. I'm finding it harder to get out of bed every day. Reports like this one reignite my soul. Thanks again. I HAVE to do a trip like this... and soon. The thing is I don't know if I want to do a pavement-only trip on my SV650 - or tackle the Trans-Am trail on my trusty old '93 XR650L. Regardless, 2008 is the year it will happen. Let the planning begin.
Like Poe, I found this thread and even in the wee hours of tomorrow I can't stop reading, admiring, and laughing. Absolutely great prose, insight, and style.
I've been pounding the keyboard trying to explain to my family why I do weird (to them) trips on my bike without sending them to the house of Morpeheus or me to the house of Padded Walls. I thought I had it written pretty well but I'm going to bow to a master, send them the link, and then answer questions.
You have proven that "It's not what you ride, it's that you ride." to be as enlightening and relevant as Pirsig's observations. Thanks for the clear words, fuzzy pictures, and great adventure.
Read this whole thing start to finish. One of the best. Ever.
Thanks for the great story...this one is epic.
Damn... just damn best ever.
... should be the start of your writing career Vermin!!
It could end up being the title of your collection of ride-report/ essays.
I would buy it.
Why do we ride??? Your report forces many of the right reasons into the spotlight...
Thank you. I envy your son. He has one kick ass family.
Fantastic! This report ended way too soon. Thanks for writing it up!
Excellent Ride Report. Seriously tickled my funny bone. Thanks and Ride On!
I loved reading your mo'cycle adventure. You painted great word pictures and the actual photo of your scooter on steriods complete with barbie, lawnmower man and ole hickory stand-up is priceless. *LOLHMS* You have vindicated me. I've owned 4 PCees but currently only have two and have long been teased for my unorthodoxed methods of packing including a rocking chair atop the pile. No longer. You've taken the heat off me. Thankya thankya thankya.... If you're ever in the Land of AZ or NM and/or need a place to "store/dump" your bike for awhile, contact me. Always room for one more PCee in the stable. --Ann
A remarkable tale. One of the most interesting things I have ever enjoyed reading.
It ranks way up there with a wisdom-filled diatribe by another Michigan Genius:
(Sorry, Drifter- you must've walked off to snap some photos)
Well written, tons of smiles.
Someone over on the TwoWheeled Texans site posted this link so I clicked on it to see what it was and 2hrs later I'm posting this. I read it strait through. Fantastic RR.
Hats off to Drifter as well, he really hung in there. Most kids his age would've bitched and whined the whole way.
You have a knack for writing and I look forward to reading your next report.
Bravo! That was one hell of a read. Thanks for posting.