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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2750 on: February 07, 2019, 11:37:53 AM »
It was a pleasant summer afternoon. We stopped at a clam bar for beer and steamers. By the time I got there I had half a buzz on, but so did everyone else. We raced our bikes through the dunes and brush, wiped out, and fell down and slid through the sand. It was a lot of fun. Then we built a fire and got good and drunk and screwed in the dunes 'till the sun came up.
Unfortunately, I wasn't running an air filter on my carburettor. I only had a single barrel, so I was sucking straight air in order to make the thing run faster. Sand had gotten sucked right into the combustion chamber. The rings froze, and the engine died. I ripped the head off, and the walls were scored. I fought with a machinist to get it bored overnight. Then I got oversized pistons at Ghost Motorcycle in Port Washington, and by Friday afternoon I was trying to stick the thing back together by myself, when I realised I needed help.
Riding On The Edge  John Hall  pp109-10
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2751 on: February 08, 2019, 10:22:18 AM »
It was getting dark and, as I went down a road shaded with trees, I flicked on the lights. Immediately the engine started breaking up. It sounded like a short in the wiring harness. I turned off the lights and engine purred just fine. Then I turned on the lights again and the engine started to sputter. Now I knew that's what it was.
It would be dark in a matter of minutes. There was no way in hell that I was going to find a gas station on Sunday night out in the sticks with a mechanic on duty who could find the short. And there was no way that I could find it by myself on the side of the road in the dark. The best I could hope for was a gas station with some kid pumping gas who would be scared shitless when I pulled up and more than glad to let me use the shop.
But I didn't even see a gas station that was open. By the time I hit Route 30, it was a pitch black country night, and there was nobody on the road. But then an idea came to me. Richie from the Chicago Outlaws once told me that 90 percent of the people who get killed on a motorcycle get hit from behind by idiots, so all you have to do is keep way ahead of the flow of traffic. I could see the road ahead in the dark. So the trick was to just turn the lights off, crank it up, make sure that nobody's lights came up behind me, and then try to avoid cops for the next two hours and I'd be roaring up Mount Penn and home, scot-free.
Riding On The Edge  John Hall  p127
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2752 on: February 09, 2019, 05:33:46 PM »
The day-to-day realities of being an outlaw motorcyclist in California are not easily transplantable. Bikes are a sunshine thing; they are dangerous and uncomfortable in rain and snow.  Hunter S. Thompson

No shit, Hunter.
In the Appalachian Mountains of Pennsylvania, the temperatures drop to 20 below in January and February. Sometimes it doesn't go above zero for weeks at a time. Then the last week in February, or the first week in March, the sun comes out and the temperature goes up to 50 for a couple of days. The wiseacres start to say, "Spring is here." Then the sun goes away, and a cold rain falls every day, sometimes until between Memorial Day and Fourth of July. Even in the summer, you never go anywhere without your leather jacket, a pair of gloves, and a flannel shirt, and at any time you can be caught under a bridge, waiting out a storm. September and October are gorgeous- nothing but sunshine, clear blue skies, and gold and red autumn foliage. But even then, the temperatures seem to drop 20 degrees as soon as the shadows of the mountains fall across the roads in the twilight. Then comes Halloween; the leaves are gone and the snowflakes again begin to fly.
In other words, you have to be nuts to own a motorcycle in Pennsylvania.
Riding On The Edge  John Hall  p219
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2753 on: February 10, 2019, 01:41:41 PM »
By the next morning he would be ready. In the meantime, we later heard, he had called the Kuhn Funeral Home in West Reading and terrorised the undertaker by telling him that he had heard from reliable sources that the Pagans and Heathens were on their way down to hijack the body of Robert Rayel so they could give him a decent outlaw funeral. He then suggested that they might be deterred by a couple of plain-clothes cops posing as funeral directors. The undertaker immediately agreed and even offered to loan them suits that he kept on hand for the stiffs if they needed them.
Now any idiot knows that if you want to deter people, you send uniformed policemen, not plain-clothes cops. This was obviously a surveillance operation, with probably the whole barracks standing by in case we showed up at the funeral. It's not that Harley Smith thought that we were stupid, he knew better than that. But he also knew that we were the most arrogant bastards that he had ever seen in the Berks County underworld. And walking through the front door of a funeral parlour as the head of the entire club, all decked out in swastikas and colours while the cops were running all over the county with warrants for our arrest, was just the sort of stunt that Chuck, or any old-time '60s outlaw for that matter, would have loved to pull. All publicity, but no payoff.
Riding On The Edge  John Hall  p244
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2754 on: February 11, 2019, 03:01:01 PM »
But after I re-read mine, I yelled, "Hold it! Pick that back up and read it."
It said: "Clyde Beatty Cole Bros. Circus."
The next morning we were at the fairgrounds, by six o'clock. It was already hot and humid. We stashed our colours in Blackie's saddlebags and walked up to the site just wearing Levi's and t-shirts. They soon had us unloading poles and canvas from flatbed trailers. Then we had to unroll the canvas and stretch the canvas over the tent poles. As members of the Pagans Motorcycle Club, no matter what the situation, we had to be tougher than everyone else. This meant that while other people sweated and complained about the heat and humidity, we just spat and worked harder. The foreman picked up on this and kept telling us that he could find a spot in the truck and a spare bunk if we wanted to stay with the circus for a while. Blackie was game until I reminded him that we weren't supposed to leave the county yet.
Riding On The Edge  John Hall  p259
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2755 on: February 12, 2019, 10:46:27 AM »
At a time when many outlaws were learning the importance of playing by the rules- which is to say cleaning up, washing your hair, and leaving the leather and chains at home when they went to court- and at least one big outlaw club was forbidding its members from wearing swastikas in an effort to clean up its public image- Chuck Ginder refused to be intimidated by any of this and decided to take his club out as the last true outlaws.
He told us that putting on citizen clothes and playing by their rules was a sign of submission, and that was not what outlaws were all about. When the trial opened, he marched his club into the courtroom, decked out in chrome chains, black leather jackets, beards, earrings, long hair, and swastikas. And there he stood glaring at the judge and jury, defying them to convict him.
Again, this is what the old outlaws meant by "true class". As I pointed out earlier, the Mennonite martyr Simon de Kramer was executed in the Netherlands when he refused to bend his knee and genuflect before a Spanish bishop who, in a lavish display of piety, was carrying a consecrated host through the marketplace in Bergen op Zoom. Whether we look at Simon swinging on the gallows for refusing to genuflect in the Netherlands, Lucifer getting cast into Hell for refusing to kneel before the throne of God in Heaven, or Skip, Chuck, and the whole crew getting carted off to jail for refusing to kowtow before judge and jury in Berks County, Pennsylvania, it is all the same colossal chutzpah that makes real outlaws what they are.
Riding On The Edge  John Hall  pp278-9
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2756 on: February 13, 2019, 05:22:40 PM »
Now the Honda CT110, or postie bike as it's known in Australia due to its use by the Australian Postal Service, isn't like any other motorbike. It's a step-through affair with a kick start and no clutch. I'd never kick started a bike in my life and had no idea how to do it. As I was sitting in the saddle attempting to press a non-existent electric starter button, John Peterson walked past.
I called out to him, "How do you start this thing?" He came over and motioned for me to get off the bike.
"Okay, first you need to turn on the choke, then pull out the kick start lever and - he jumped down on it - "use your heel to kick straight down on the lever."
It started first time.
"Oh, right," I responded, not feeling the least bit confident about my chances of starting it so easily. I turned everything off and back on again and attempted to do the same thing. Nothing.
Try again, he said.
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2757 on: February 14, 2019, 11:41:48 AM »
The wildlife is harder to spot. Emus were the same colour as shrubs, kangaroos blended into the long, straw-like grasses and cows looked like boulders from a distance. As I was cruising along, breathing in the colourful vista around me, I became aware of a large shape on the horizon. It was a road train. As it got closer, I thought it would pull off the road so I didn't have to, but it didn't. Suddenly, I realised that if I didn't pull off, I would be flattened. I swung Rosie onto the gravel shoulder as the beast thundered by. That snapped me out of my reverie and taught me a lesson I'd need to remember - road trains stop for no one.
Slow Rider  Jill Maden  pp39-40
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2758 on: February 15, 2019, 10:17:34 AM »
I could hardly eat my food, my hands were so weak. Hand Mike (a physiotherapist who specialised in hand and arm injuries) advised me I'd got "arm pump", a build-up of lactic acid in my forearms. I'd also badly strained the ring-finger of each hand, and the rest of my fingers were so cramped from gripping too tightly that I couldn't straighten them out again. They were injuries that would plague the rest of my trip.
I really struggled to keep my emotions in check during dinner, and when I discovered that the two riders I'd seen at the side of the road had been air-lifted out by the Royal Flying Doctor Service to a hospital in Mount Isa, 700 km away, it shook me up even more. Ian, the New Zealander I'd been talking to at Nindigully, had a head injury and was badly concussed. Hugh, a man I hadn't met, had broken his collar bone and bruised his kidneys.
I was so worn out by the time I finished dinner that I went straight to bed, having seen nothing of the town I'd come to see. I had no idea how I was going to survive the next few days, if the roads continued to be this bad.
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Re: Motorcycle Quote of the Day
« Reply #2759 on: February 18, 2019, 10:12:25 AM »
Further on again, Dentist Steve was sitting at the edge of the road. I stopped. "Are you okay?" I called out to him.
"Yes, I just stopped to refuel and discovered I'd lost my jerry can and everything in my milk-crate. It must have fallen out when we went into that sand pit. I'm just hoping someone's picked it up." I waited with him, and a few others pulled over to see what had happened. As we all gathered by the roadside, a couple in a four-wheel-drive pulled up and asked us what we were doing.
"We're doing the Postie Bike Challenge," said one of the guys and explained a bit about it.
"Are you doing it for charity?" said the lady.
"Well, sort of. The bikes will be donated to the Rotary Club at the end, who will auction them to raise funds."
Slow Rider  Jill Maden  p78
For the modern man who lives in the city, riding a bike might be one of the only ways to escape the humdrum monotony. To take off and ride. To be both at one with nature and one with the bike. To feel masculine. Adam Piggott

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