Broke down roadside encounters
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Broke down roadside encounters
From the "I NEED TO VENT" post looked like there was some interesting roadside encounters there.
I have had two, one on the way from Calgary to Vancouver BC.
I was in between Osoyoos BC and Keremeos climbing the hill and started to cough and sputter and lose power. I barely made it to the top when it just quit. I let it cool off thinking maybe it overheated as it was pretty hot well over the 100F mark. I sat for about an hour and fired it up. It started and I made it about 100 feet and it jerked and died hard.
I was on the side of the road for about another hour poking around checking out the wiring, battery and pretty much everything else on the surface I could get at with limited tools. Battery was hot, really hot. I started to put it back together when I heard a funny scraping noise behind me. I looked back but did not see anything but it made the hair stand up. I kept mucking around with the bike and I heard it again and a funny rattle. I turned around and I think I lost all the blood in my body. There was a snake and I swear it's head was on the center line and tail in the ditch, one laner. Head was bigger than my fist and I have big hands. I took off down the hill aways and turned around and watched this bloody thing slide past my bike and up into the hill and slither out onto the rock outcrop on top. Probably could have swallowed me and the bike up with only a couple of bumps showing.
Old raggly skinny guy showed up with a flatbed and some bags of potatoes. Snaggly old toothed smiled he looked at me down the road from the bike, then up on the hill, laughed and said "see you met Old Fred".
We loaded the bike onto the flatbed, up a ramp, guy was strong as an ox, and he gave me the lowdown on Fred. We took the bike to Keremeos to a gas station with a girl that had jade eyes...Nother story.
I have had two, one on the way from Calgary to Vancouver BC.
I was in between Osoyoos BC and Keremeos climbing the hill and started to cough and sputter and lose power. I barely made it to the top when it just quit. I let it cool off thinking maybe it overheated as it was pretty hot well over the 100F mark. I sat for about an hour and fired it up. It started and I made it about 100 feet and it jerked and died hard.
I was on the side of the road for about another hour poking around checking out the wiring, battery and pretty much everything else on the surface I could get at with limited tools. Battery was hot, really hot. I started to put it back together when I heard a funny scraping noise behind me. I looked back but did not see anything but it made the hair stand up. I kept mucking around with the bike and I heard it again and a funny rattle. I turned around and I think I lost all the blood in my body. There was a snake and I swear it's head was on the center line and tail in the ditch, one laner. Head was bigger than my fist and I have big hands. I took off down the hill aways and turned around and watched this bloody thing slide past my bike and up into the hill and slither out onto the rock outcrop on top. Probably could have swallowed me and the bike up with only a couple of bumps showing.
Old raggly skinny guy showed up with a flatbed and some bags of potatoes. Snaggly old toothed smiled he looked at me down the road from the bike, then up on the hill, laughed and said "see you met Old Fred".
We loaded the bike onto the flatbed, up a ramp, guy was strong as an ox, and he gave me the lowdown on Fred. We took the bike to Keremeos to a gas station with a girl that had jade eyes...Nother story.
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Sounds like a start to a Penthouse forum letter. " I was down on the highway playin with my snake and I never thought this would happen to me but" Glad to hear you got some help can't say I was there on a bike but calved a rad hose on my car going to work at about -40 C balmy Alta January and the only person that stopped was a guy going to Edmonton to get his heater in his truck fixed {Not LIke The Song -No Rodeo in Town} at least I was out of the wind. Never happier to get help than that day.
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Re banjo etc
Pretty much the banjo fit the look but he was pretty intellegent old guy. Knew the snake would not chase anyone they are pretty sedintary. Also knew what was wrong with the bike from what I told him. Grew great potatoes.
Green eyed girl looked after my bike for a week while I headed for home and brought back a new relay, battery, cables and wires which had fried. When I got back the bike was spotless, no dust nothing. You could see yourself it it, she had polished it so well I think you could see it from space.
She helped me rewire and work on the bike. Damn near married her on the spot. Took her to dinner and a barn dance later, on the bike, she insisted. Spent some time there. Really nice person.
Penthouse...naw no kiss and tell here.
Green eyed girl looked after my bike for a week while I headed for home and brought back a new relay, battery, cables and wires which had fried. When I got back the bike was spotless, no dust nothing. You could see yourself it it, she had polished it so well I think you could see it from space.
She helped me rewire and work on the bike. Damn near married her on the spot. Took her to dinner and a barn dance later, on the bike, she insisted. Spent some time there. Really nice person.
Penthouse...naw no kiss and tell here.
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Back when I used to travel for a construction gig my truck broke down in the middle of nowhere in Nevada about 100 miles south of Salt Lake City. I sat there for about half the day before a Department Of Transportation finally stopped and told me that he'd send a tow truck my way whenever he got to town. I sat there for another 3 hours before a VW bus with some hippies pulled up to check on me. I was laying in the ditch under what little shade I could find. They said that I looked thirsty and offered me a Rolling Rock beer. I tell you it was like drinking from the fountain of life I was so thirsty. They took me into the closest town and droped me off at a garage to see about a water pump and a tow. I will never forget them hippies and the way that beer tasted!
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