Farewell to good friends

[dawnrazor]

Pillion pegs down all week.

As the events of the weekend weigh heavily on us all, we are plagued by feelings of uselessness and inadaquecy at the situation we find ourselves left behind to face. It must be especially hard for folks that knew these fellas well, even for those of us who never met them or only had cyberspace contact it has been very emotional as well. So yes pillion pegs down in respect of those that have gone, for some of us that will be all we will be able to do...and its not enough...it never is...

[Bloody Mad Woman (BMW)]

I am shellshocked about all the deaths esp Uncle B. We rode together once from Pram to Dvirke - in the end kinda racing each other. He said to me, "Man you don't muck round, you gotta be the fastest woman rider I've ever ridden with." It's not something to be proud of really - I know when I do get my bike back I will be riding sensibly and sanely. But ride I will.
I really feel for his family. RIP Bruce - it was a privilege to have met and ridden with you.

[RiderInBlack]

Don't what ta say here.
Had got back to Whangarei from the Bronz Toy Run and an awesome ride with Busa Pete and crew on Sat. Turned ta Trish my pillion and joked that that was the first KB ride we had both been on together without anyone dropping their bike. Little was I to know that two awesome Dudes had lost there lives that day. It was dam sobbering when I found this out on Sunday morning, and even more sadding Sunday night ta hear yet another great Dude had died taking his last ride that Weekend.

Bruce (loosebruce), Daryl (dss3) and Bruce (Uncle B), ya will be badly missed. My thoughts are with ya, ya families and those close and dear ta you.

Doug

[kels]

I am in total shock as I read this thread. It all seems so surreal to me, my god LooseBruce helped me with my CBR when I had it and is such an awsome guy.

My thoughts are with all of the familys....My god I just don't know what to say

[Ms Piggy]

Last night - after I'd had a call from Lynda B & a text from Sels1 I spent most of the evening in a stunned state, drunk wine until I couldn't really think and spoke to my dear buddy Jazbug5 telling her the tragic news.

Today - Woke up rang work & said "I'm not coming in.", read some of the heatfelt tributes from others in our community and then decided I better get dressed. In the shower finally the tears came...I'm not a woman that cries a lot but, when I do it's never quiet...I was glad to be at home on my own to be able to freely express my sadness at the tragic loss of life.

I remember Uncle B (like everyone else) as a top bloke who would go out of his way for any other rider with no fuss or bother. Once StoneChucker & I had been out on a ride and just out of Upper Hutt my throttle cable snapped. I got a tow to StoneChucker's and from there Uncle B took me & my bike (on his trailer) all the way back my place (I live in Newtown) and expected nothing in return.

I remember the when Jazbug5 and I (as very new riders) deciding to ride up to the 1st KBer Rally, Uncle B rode behind us almost all the way! Jazbug5 was riding a GN250 & I was on my ole girl, a CB250RS.

Uncle B was a generous, kind, genuine, cheeky bloke. I know we aqll have stories like this but, this is part of me working through the fact that I'll never see him again.

Thanks to everyone who has put up pics of him. He has gone but not forgotten.

I didn't know loosebruce or dss3 but, I know there are others that will have some fantastic stories to tell.

[sels1]

While there is a road there will be riders willing to ride it.

And ride it with pride, in honour of those who have gone before us - for would they expect anything else?

[Colapop]

Just A Biker
I saw you; hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
You didn't see me; put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you; pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
You didn't see me; playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you; change your mind about going into the restaurant.
You didn't see me; attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you; roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
You didn't see me; driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you; frown at me when I smiled at your children.
You didn't see me; when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you; stare at my long hair.
You didn't see me; and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you; roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
You didn't see me; and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you; look in fright at my tattoos.
You didn't see me; cry as my children were born and having their name tattooed on my skin and in my heart.
I saw you; change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
You didn't see me; going home to be with my family.
I saw you; complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
You didn't see me; when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you; yelling at your kids in the car.
You didn't see me; pat my child's hands knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you; reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
You didn't see me; squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you; race down the road in the rain.
You didn't see me; get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you; run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
You didn't see me; trying to turn right.
I saw you; cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
You didn't see me; leave the road.
I saw you; waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
You didn't see me; I wasn't there.
I saw you go home to your family.
You didn't see me, because I died that day you cut me off.
To you I was just a biker, not a person with a family and friends.
You didn't see me; and now they will never see me again.


Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow a mystery.
Today is a gift.
That's why it's called the present!

So true.

Thanks Mack