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Re: [ST] Lucky Dunc
- Subject: Re: [ST] Lucky Dunc
- From: "STeve Duncan" <xhippy@xxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2005 12:04:34 -0600
>From: "Masiak, Richard" <Richard_Masiak@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
>Damn! How'd you get so lucky. If that were me, I'd a gotten thrown in the
>slammer for goin' so fast. Especially if it were one of the back woods po
>dunc towns. Aren't they notorious for throwing away the key and you're
>never heard from again?
>
(folks, this turned into a much longer story than I intended, sorry.)
OK, here's the story Rich:
Headed to Hot Springs with five other riders. Me and one other rider have
broken away from the rest of the group. I'm on my RED Sprint-ST and Anthony
is on a ORANGE KTM 950 Adventure. Those things haul ass by the way, and
with Ant at the helm it is quite fast in the corners as well. We had been
riding all day up from the DFW area, all back roads, across the Talimena
Drive and were on 270 headed east towards Hot Springs.
270 is a very nice, fast road. But it does tend to draw a bit of traffic,
moreso than most of the roads we had been on up to this point. No matter to
us really, just find a safe open stretch and blast on. We were having a
real fine time, Ant right on my tail the whole way. This is a guy that has
ridden all over the world and he had the biggest grin shining out the front
of his helmet. Life was good.
As we were cruising alone I suddenly saw THREE county sheriff cars coming
the other way at a pretty good clip. They went zinging past in the other
direction and I literally stood up on the pegs, fist in the air! Looked
like they were headed to something important and that meant we should have
free sailing ahead. I kicked it up another notch, Ant followed. A few
miles down the road we come around a corner and there is another County
Mountie coming our way. Hmmm, another one, I thought. We were not doing
anything wild at that point and I thought nothing of it other than he must
be headed to the same place as the rest. Wrong. As I'm checking my six I
see him coming back our way. Not good. He had his lights on full tilt
boogie and was fast approaching from behind.
Ever the optimist, I slow down and hug the shoulder, thinking/hoping he had
just gotten a call and was in route to some hillbilly crime and would just
zoom past us. Well he was in pursuit, but it was us. We slowed, he slowed,
we pulled over with him right behind. What happened next is, well,
interesting.
Remember, this was the same weekend Hurricane Rita was coming ashore down on
the TX/LA coast. We are busy pulling off gloves, helmets, earplugs and the
like as the Deputy Sheriff is strolling up. And he is the prototypical
country Sheriff, all 250 pounds and hat and sunglasses. Jackie Gleason from
Smokey and the Bandit to a "T".
First words out of his mouth, I swear, was; "Now just what in the hell do I
have to do to get you crazy fuckers to slow the hell down around here? I'm
getting cell phone calls from the locals telling me there are a couple of
madmen on motorbikes terrorizing the roads, passing on the double yellow and
speeding like banshees!!!"
I say, "Well sir I'm sure we don't know anything about that"
Deputy, "You damn sure do know what I'm talking about, boy, now what do you
think I oughta do about this?"
Again, I can only fein ignorance (easy for me to do), and say, well gee
officer I really don't know what to say. He takes a look at our tags and
says, "I can see you boys are from Texas, are you up here with the rest of
that rabble from down there?"
Now at this point I'm thinking we are well and truly screwed. I can only
think he knows about the little rally we are having in Hot Springs where a
hundred or so crazy riders are gathering for what we have named the
"Homeless Hodown". No matter that there are riders from all over the
country attending, I'm thinking that is what he's referring to. So, I
say,"Gee officer, sir, I really don't know what you are talking about" (do
you see a pattern developing here?)
The Deputy just grins real big and says, "Hell I'm talking about all my damn
relatives from Texas that are staying at my house, getting out of the way of
that Hurricane coming through. Buncha lowlifes they are, eating all my food
and having a party while I have to be out here chasing down lowlifes like
you two."
Now, Ant and I finally relax a bit, seems the Deputy ain't so bad. He then
goes on to say, "Well I ain't gonna give ya'll any tickets this time, if you
will promise me to slow the fuck down, ok?"
(I am quoting this conversation verbatim so don't hate me for the profanity)
In unison, Ant and I say, "Yes sir, we promise". He says, "Hell boys I'm
from Texas too, y'all just need to quit scaring the hell out of the locals
on these damn sport bikes." "Now, let me see your licenses, I gotta run
them, neither of you two are escaped convicts or ax murderers are ya?"
Ant, who is from England, quickly and in his best British accent says,
"Well, sir I'm not, but I only met this guy (me) today so I can't vouch for
him." Great guy Ant :-) The Sheriff looks at me and I quickly add, "No
sir, I'm clean, not even a speeding ticket"
As he is running us through the computer he looks back up the road to see
two of our riding partners sitting on the side of the road about a quarter
mile back and says, "Are those two with you guys? What's the matter with
them, too big a pussies to come on down here?"
I say, "No sir, they are just holding our bail money." Laughter all around
as our reports come back clean :-) Then he tells us to slow the fuck down
one more time, and admonishes us that both his sons are Highway Patrol and
cover the road ahead into Hot Springs. He also gives us the advice to make
sure and obey the speed limits within all the towns (like, the speed limit
isn't that important outside the towns) tells us to have a nice day and be
careful.
Ant and I give each other a wink, don our gear and are off to the Hodown.
Knock on wood.
I learned one thing from this, Red and Orange together do tend to draw
attention. :-}
eLDonut
jinete en la tormenta
STeve
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