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Them's some funny looking Harleys y'all gots down there, B.



That stretch of road along the river is mighty pretty.

Oh,..we have a bit of wildlife here.

Those young boys in the video are just too young and invincible to worry about boring things like death.

There were 4 of us with motorcycles at the machine shop I worked at back in the late 70's and early 80's.

The Thursday night ride was the event of every week for us.

Back then a big night was 50 bikes and pretty much everybody knew each other.

There was a group of fast boys who liked to scoot along, but most of just meandered on our way down to Charlie's Steak House on the river.

We all met at one place and left at the same time.

It had grown into a much larger event by the late 90's,..with as many as 300 bikes converging on the Banana's Tavern which had replaced Charlie's Steak House.

It turned into people racing to the river from many different locations.

People would line up and watch the stunt riders do their thing.

The cops finally decided that it was getting a bit out of hand and started writing lots of tickets.

It's dwindled down to a much smaller gathering,...but I bet it comes back eventually.

Thursday nights have meant a big motorcycle gathering at the river for a long time.

,...too many nice roads around here to keep the motorcycling down.

Yeah,..I've been riding that river road for a long, long time.

The second year I lived in Lexington, (1976) I bought a '67 Norton N15. One of the first places I went on it was down to the river.

I've ridden the river road on the Norton, a Harley XLCR, 2 KZ 650's, a KZ900, a KZ1000, an 1100 Suzuki Katana, A Ducati 900SS, a Triumph Bonneville, A 955 Triumph Sprint, and now I alternate between a 650 Burgman and a Harley Dyna Super Glide.

,..vast nostalgia,..

Seen lots of dead and dying. Suicides, murders, auto crashes, even the auto erotic as somebody else stated.

The only one that really bothered me for awhile was one that lived after being stabbed 37 times. I found her and was with her at the hospital until we caught the SOB that did it. She lived, he got life plus 70 for what he did to her and lots of other stuff. She was a tough cookie.

Furprick;
Thanks for the kind words sir, I do appreciate them and will do my best to earn them in future posts as well.

I'm glad to hear you survived a wreck with a bear. We've seen cars totaled here with relatively small bears - they are more "solid" than a deer or sheep somehow or so the damage on the vehicles appeared to me anyway.

When we got out of horses I'd planned to get a bike and my bike licence as well, but as the girls pointed out to me I've been involved in hitting or being hit by two mulies, two whitetails and a beaver while driving so far.

Somehow they figure my reflexes aren't what they used to be either for some reason.

Thanks again for the kind words sir and all the best to you folks.

Regards,
Dwayne

I've seen a few die, but the first is still the hardest to remember.
When we were released from a National Guard drill one Saturday - 2 guardsmen got into a street race. As the first driver behind them, I saw dirt fly. When I got there, I saw the guardsman who had lost control leave quickly.
He had run over a paperboy (about 10 years old) standing on a traffic island, taking the kid completely across the intersection. He then threw the car into reverse, backed up over the child; threw it into first, and left, running over the child again.
Another guardsman and I administered what First Aid we could until the ambulance arrived, but we saw the kids eyes glaze over. The ambulance personnel claimed he was still alive, but we heard he was pronounced dead about 20 minutes later.

Mark

Seen more than I care to remember....... D-10N's do bad things to people as do head on collisions.

Just missed seeing two young airmen get vaporized � and maybe becoming the third one to become just a memory myself.

I'd driven out to Eielson from the university to get some surveyed darkroom equipment. Eielson was a SAC base, so I had to wait in the gate house about half an hour until a sergeant from the photo lab could come be my security escort onto the base.

Just after I'd done what I'd come for, had handed one of the gate guards my pass, and had driven a short distance back toward Fairbanks, an air-to-air tanker, loaded with jet fuel, exploded just a few feet directly above that gate house.

When I next drove by there, all that remained of that gate house was a concrete slab and a cast-iron radiator.

Insert 'the coast' for your river road, and replaced your bikes with RD 350, 750 Interceptor, Kawi ZX-10, FJ 1200 and a KZ 1000' and we're practically twins.

You have fine tastes in scooters either way, B. I'm still clinging to my roots, and my choice these days is straddling a '76 RD 400 and a '78 GS 750E. Totally different, but samo samo era...

Vietnam, watched a mortar round burst through the ceiling. Numerous dead and injured.

On a commercial dive boat trip, we lost a diver in spite of long CPR and adrenaline shot in the heart.

Please tell me the driver will be in jail for the rest of his life.

Coward.



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