Farewell to good friends

[Wasp]

Farewell good friends, may you rest in peace.

My pegs will be down for you once I get them back

[ajturbo]

R.I.P...

[judecatmad]

I've been struggling to put the right words in place, coming to terms with these tradgedies. I have found, in biking, the kinship that is sadly missing in today's society. Wherever you may roam, the fallen shall not lie untended.

They shall not grow old as we who are left grow old,
Age shall not wither them nor the years condemn;
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We shall remember them

Rest In Peace

Beautiful words Colapop.

It's odd how the death of someone I never met in life can cause so much pain - I know there's a lot of people out there hurting at the moment and all I can say is God speed through your pain to the other side.

[Oakie]

So sad to read tonight of 3 brothers taking their last ride on the same day that I took my 5 week old grand-daughter for her first ride (just up and down the drive)

Should Gaby become a biker I will tell her about the three who took their last ride on the day she took her first and ask her to ride pillion pegs down for them from time to time.

[andrea]

yes very sad news indeed, Mr SkidMark messaged me bout what happened so i checked the threads. it was so upsetting i just had to take off on a ride
RIP my kb brothers you will always be in our hearts

[Toaster]

I'm sad to have never met you guys.

As I ponder our loss of fellow KB's, it reminds me to treat each day as precious, valuable time we cannot get back once it's gone.

RIP.

[skelstar]

I've done my grieving in another thread so I'll leave you with this:

Had the opportunity to ride the backroads home in the rapa this arvo and they so happened to be ones that I have ridden with Bruce (UB) on many occasion. I felt that I should ride it with vigour and enthusiasm for him. Sadly I can't ride that fast but made sure tried to ride with the smoothness that Uncle B rode with. Well lets say that I gave it a good nudge for him and had a good blast anyway.

[Macktheknife]

Tears in my eyes, pain in my heart, 3 good men gone.
We can only learn from them, and try to give as they did.
Peace be with them, and also with us.

[JWALKER]

Condolcences to the family. the good ones always get taken way to early

[Paul in NZ]

Folks - if you want to take anything from this - don't try and ride fast in their memory. If you read the posts - people like Uncle B are remembered not just for being a fast rider but for being a bloody brilliant guy that never failed to give his time to help others and assist when things went wrong, he was always decent and slow to anger (not one of my better points).

Perhaps we should all take up the slack?

Perhaps we could all try to reach out a little more and let Bruce's manner and influence live on through our actions? Its up to the living to carry on and I think it's worth a try?

[skelstar]

What Paul said.

My ride was *well* within my limits.

[Indiana_Jones]

Folks - if you want to take anything from this - don't try and ride fast in their memory.

Good point.

I don't think it would be a wise idea and try and ride out of you're limits (mine are pretty low lol). But on the other hand, don't start riding all slow

-Indy

[judecatmad]

Folks - if you want to take anything from this - don't try and ride fast in their memory. If you read the posts - people like Uncle B are remembered not just for being a fast rider but for being a bloody brilliant guy that never failed to give his time to help others and assist when things went wrong, he was always decent and slow to anger (not one of my better points).

Perhaps we should all take up the slack?

Perhaps we could all try to reach out a little more and let Bruce's manner and influence live on through our actions? Its up to the living to carry on and I think it's worth a try?

Beautifully said.

[kiwifruit]

heres a few pics i have of Bruce and Daryl at; the scared sheep drags @ mere mere and a couple of trackdays here at taupo.
http://dl8.ohshare.com/v/624141/LBDSs.zip.html

[Macktheknife]

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!