R.I.P. Sparkles......she lost a battle to the big-C.....hope to meet you up there in heaven, Ride free, will keep you in my heart as I ride.....
Got up early, had a nice ride today. Beautiful weather.
"Guess whos back, back again... Furrys back, tell some friends"
Totally random there huh? yep. I'm random. :D (K)
just plain Happy! picked up some Forward controls from E-bay, bolted right on. now I can ride comfortable and not fight to shift or rear brake.
Ok I don't know about anyone else but I am listening to the news here in Los Angeles and all of the news in the surrounding area, and I am getting sick and tired of hearing a M/C referred to as a "Outlaw Motorcycle Gang" I realize a member of a M/C shot a cop but enough is enough. Come on news reporters get it right.
Thank You Everyone For The Birthday Wishes..had a Great Day!!
Please go to the link below and show a down biker some support. Story below.
Eric M has proudly served his country in both the Marines and Navy during
war time and peace. From that he suffers from PTSD. He has a service dog to
help him in times of need. He also suffers from damage to his vertebra. One of
these injuries was caused by a police cruiser running a red light with no lights
or sirens on, which t-boned his vehicle. They didn't claim fault nor paid for
damages. He has beat cancer once but recently has been re-diagnosed with
it. This time it's in his brain. Through all of this he'd give someone
the shirt off his back. He has often helped me at his expense and refuses
to allow me to pay him back. I usually find sneaky ways to do so that he'll
accept. Even when my wife was suffering from back injury, the first person in
line to help was Eric. Despite the pain he may have been in. I can never pay
him back because with out him, I may have lost my wife during this time. I
can't ever pay him back enough.
This is what brings me to why I am here. 15th May 2014, a friend of Eric and
I had a catastrophic failure on his bike. Eric pulled himself out of bed,
grabbed my trailer and brought this friend to his house. Eric tried for several
hours to repair the bike so the friend could get home safe to his wife. There
was no success, so Eric allowed this trusted friend to ride his bike home for
the night. With in hours the friend realized the bike was stolen from his
Anyone that rides, especially a war vet, can probably tell you how
therapeutic riding can be. Especially when all the thoughts flood your head of
war time, old friends, and hard to chew on moments re-visualize in your mind.
This on top of doctors and his service dog, this was an important part of his
therapy. The three things he's most passionate about is his son, helping
friends, and riding his bike.
He has full coverage and gap insurance, but at best, that may get him to the
point of not owing anything else.
Eric lives on a fixed budget being a medically retired vet. So raising money
for a down payment will take some time and with the brain cancer, time isn't
really on our side. The friend that borrowed the bike isn't in the best
of employment situations, so again with the time factor of saving up. So
any dime I have to spare, I want to use to buy him a bike similar to what he
had. He had a 2008 or 9 Suzuki Hayabusa. He's always talked about looking at
the Kawasaki ZX1400. Why a big bike you ask? Well, like me, we both like
to travel long distances, but on something a little sportier than a typical
cruiser. Aka a sports tourer. They site up more than most sports bikes and
doesn't kill our bodies to ride.
I miss my very good friend by my side taking long rides to no where and I
fear that if I can't make something happen soon, I may loose that chance to
build some more memories.
WTH happened to Tigress???? Did some braindead fart make her close her profile??? If so they better not come face to face with me!
Hmmm. Sitting at home for two more weeks. Bored out of my mind. What to do what to do.
I have been without my bike (plane travel) for 3 weeks now.
Today I am home and it is a riding day!
See Ya on the road :D
Seeking friends & riders in Nor Cal, hit me up. I mostly ride alone these days since I saw the old club we rode with fell apart badly. Don't want any drama, no drunk or drugged riders...........don't care what you do when you are home as long as your just about the ride when on the road.
When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to grow up. This is NOT what I expected!