Warning: Big wall of text!
So I recently brought a new motorbike, and it was a sunny weekend in Wellington which is a rare case in winter so I thought hell I'll go for a long ride in the Paikok mountain pass. I rang up my friends brother and he came along too.
This was my first big ride through country roads / motorway so was heaps of fun. Went over the Paikok hills which was a blast, couldn't go too quick as my mates brother was new to riding and had a GN250 but was still awesome! The ride went well and we got to the end, we then turned around and headed back the way we came.
But alas, just as I started mounting the hill, I got the sinking feeling as my throttle started to cut out, to my disbelief, I was out of petrol. I was extremely confused as I had just filled up 2 days before, but it occured to me blatting the bike through the motorway and reving it through twisties probably wasn't the best way to conserve petrol. Turns out my fuel line was on reserve, It had probably been like that when I filled up, meaning only reserve petrol would have gone in..
No matter I thought to myself, there is a petrol station at the bottom of the hill 100 metres away, and was planning on filling up there anyway but due to my excitement had forgot. I wheeled the bike down the hill in neutral, but too my demise I saw the petrol station missing the usual green and white colours, it had been closed down.
Now I was really fucked. The closest person I knew was in the CBD, about an hour away, and I was thinking the last thing someone wants to do on their last day of the weekend is to mission out to Paikok to deliver me petrol. We asked pretty much all the people in the town across the road if they had any spare, and none did.
I realised the last thing I want to do and my mates brother with a license of 1 month probably wanted to do was ride pillion on the motorway on a GN250 10 minutes from another petrol station, but we had no other choice. So I hopped on the back with my ass hanging halfway off the small gn250 pillion seat and sat as still as possible while my mate on his L's drove to Paraparam. Needless to say I was shitting myself, I don't like it when I'm not in control of a vehicle as many of my mates are retards who think driving dangerously makes up for their small size of their penises.
We got to the petrol station no worries and after a minute or two on the pillion it actually did not feel that bad at all! I was kind of beginning to enjoy it. We then had the issue of getting fuel to my bike from the station. I had to buy a container which set me back $30, and filled it up with petrol. I was really iffy about holding it with 1 hand, it was pretty heavy loaded with petrol, and would only have 1 hand to hold on to the bike/mate with. It was then that a police officer pulled into the station. My mate was like fuck as he had no L plate as it had fallen off on the ride, and I would have to be jumping on the back.
I thought screw it most cops are GC's, and asked him if he'd give me a lift too my bike down the road. He was really cool about it and said sure and did so. I started chatting to him and he was a really nice dude, turned out he worked in IT and worked in the police force out of choice, he would have got paid a lot more as a contracter. He then asked my what license we were on.
At this point i was like fuck. I didn't want to lie and would have probably been a dumb idea so just told him we were both on our learners. He was like so you both got no L plates, you are riding on the motorway, and you pillioned to get here. I was like oh shit here comes the fistful of fines.. But he said he understood our position and as such would let us off this time. He said that the L plate 'falling off' was no excuse however he understood as he rides a 250 himself. The super GC cop let us off, but not before giving us a strict warning to follow the rules from now on. My mate made a point of getting an L plate asap. Happy with the awesome cop and turn of events I filled up my bike and gave the canister to a nearby motel, I couldn't take it on my bike which was unfortunate as it set me back $30.
It was a huge mission and took about 1 hour 30 mins, but we were finally set to go home. We made a point of travelling on the safe motorway back as my mate was now sketchy about his own petrol after my incident! With all my pride gone, we took off onto the extremely narrow coastal rode which comes back after the Paikok hills. All was well, however my mates bike in front of me quickly lurched to about 50 kilometres an hour.. He started indicating left and it was clearl something was wrong with his bike. Now I can't stress how narrow this rode was, it had about a metre between the left white line and wall of the road.
I pulled over as well, and he pretty much told me his bike was fucked. We tried to start it, it wouldn't I think the drivetrain wasn't connecting to the engine or something like that.. His bike really was fucked. The nearest shoulder was a kilometre up the road. I was shitting myself. We were already hugging the walls with our bikes leaned towards us. We had to end up waiting for a gap in cars, and then sprint our bikes to the nearest tiny shoulder or gap in the wall for the next kilometre. We did so which took us about 10 minutes.
The ride really want from perfect to absolute shit. We rang his dad, they didn't have AA on the bike. We sat there pretty tired, it took him an hour to arrive. He tried starting the bike and messing around with some stuff but to no avail. In the end we had no choice but to leave the bike on the side of the road hidden in some bushes with a note under the handlebars explaining our situation. All we could do was hope that it would still be there in the morning.
I still haven't talked to my mate as of yet as I've been away but will see how things are tomorrow. Such an epic fail of a story I had to share it somewhere!
tldr; Mean fun on long bike ride, run out of petrol, encounter police, various goings on in between, mates bike breaks down on the way back, total elapsed time before getting home 5 hours
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Originally Posted by Brayden
(This goes out to anyone on KB, I know how stressful it is being stuck in the midst of nowheres with no immediate help!)
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