When you ride or drive a vehicle that's out of the norm you expect to meet people with similar taste or at least an appreciation for what you are doing. You notice bikers find bikers, boaters find boaters, etc. When this guy showed up it was the beginning of a 2 hour show. What a wonderful guy and his bike is his baby.
He tells us he is somewhat famous and in some magazine someplace as the recipient of an award for "most functional" adventure bike. I think he said he got it at the Redmond, Or BMW event last summer. This bike was like a transformer. The more he talked the bigger camp got. I figured he had the kitchen sink in there someplace.
Decked out in German Military paint and gobs of items only found at military surplus stores.
Every story ended with the phrase "and I crashed there". He was too much. No wonder he was along, his wife would be dead if she came along.
He was full of info on where to ride and I ALMOST got him to give me the "Secret" spot, but he didn't give it up.
Sounded like he traveled mostly alone he told us stories of hitting deer, sliding down the highway on his side, trips in Ambulances, crawling for days to the nearest road, on fire, with his guts draging behind him, you get the idea. One of the best ones was when he had to light a flare so a couple would notice him and come help him pick up his 2 ton motorcycle he had dropped on some mountain road. I don't care what "she" tells you when we get home but this guy was the real deal.
Thanks for the hospitality Ric. We had a wonderful time and it was a treat meeting someone that loves life and is out there living it every weekend.
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