I lost the caps off some bottles of black beer. I'd taken the beer out of its 6-pack carrier and packed the bottles into the little ventura sport pack. Kind of a tight fit with my cell phone and purse, but I thought it was sweet.
When I got home, ready for some refreshment, I detected a malty smell at the back of the bike. Unzipped the pack to find a swimming pool of beer! (aside: pack proven to be very water/beer tight) Three beers had unscrewed their tops on ride home.
Lesson learned? Buy bottles with crown caps from now on...
I was recently riding from Hastings, heading to Waipukurau at about 9.30pm, cruising along at a nice pace and my visor just flicked and flew off...
Needless to say 20 minutes of searching by highbeam light and I gave up and rode the next 45k's with no visor - wasn't much fun.
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Om nom nom.
my old ginny had a dicky ignition, and i ended up getting a cheap "chain" [like necklace size] and tying the keys to the handle bars... got a funny look at WOF time, but she passed.
my mate lost a side cover of his ginny... at 100k... with me behind him. managed to duck, then went back and rescused it.
and i lost the side cover off the 500. still havent found a replacement.
i have gone wanganui to taupo with the keys sitting in the lock of the top box... and they were still there!
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the really happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery when on a detour.
* in extreme wind near Lake Ferry, my magnetic tank bag blew off (as opposed to farted) and landed in Cockies paddock, duly retrieved
* Heading to the Cold Duck, stopped in town, bought cask of wine, ditched the cardboard and bungee'ed the "bladder" to back seat of the FJ1200. Made it as far as the bridge near the rally entrance when it hit the road, burst and showered the Maori Fella behind me on a Harley, with white wine. He was quite happy, "that was choice Bro" I think he said
"If you haven't grown up by the time you turn 50, you don't have to!"
For Chickadee: LOST KEYS - CAT STORY
After losing my keys and being stuffed without them, I couldn't get into my garage (lost with keys). I did however have the keys to a neighbour's house who had moved out and was waiting to sell the house. In order to get in the garage of my friend's house, I had to go through the house and via the kitchen to the gagage to open it from the inside. As I openend the kitchen door, there was a terrified cat on the counter top. It was skinny and terrified. It appears that in locking the cat flap, it had mistakenly been locked to allow in, but not allow out, so the cat had been trapped for a fair amount of time.
I closed the door I had come through and tried to open the cat flap to let it out. The cat was so scared that it jumped behind the cooker. After pulling this out, I saw that it had burried itself in a pile of plastic bags at a dead end in a 20cm gap behind the units. There was nothing I could do to try and let it out. I got a saucer of milk and left it at the open end of the passage. This was almost 2 hours later. I then opened the garage and sorted out the problem with the bike (and found my keys) hurray. The cat would still not move, so I lodged the cat flap open and locked the house up.
In the morning the cat was gone, so I locked the cat flap properly. I wasn't sure what the cat looked like however there was a cat whose eyes followed me for 2 days every time I left the house.
Lucky cat. Still has eight lives left!
I lost my memory, but I can't remember if I was on a bike at the time.
ACC - It's where the Enron accountants all went.
i had a decent brand of backpack (kappa) heading down the nor western on the zxr just coming up to lincoln road doing i think it was about 170-180.......zip decided not to be aerodynamic and flung open....needless to say i came to a very fast stop on the side of the motorway.
had lost a couple of bits of paper but nothing important...map book was almost gone alone with phone wallet etc...
that was lucky....
i don't use that bag anymore.![]()
2 day old iPod @ 80km (was in a hard case and slid to the gutter so no one ran it over - still goes thank god!
sunnies @ 110km (doing a head check with the visor open and they were whipped off)
rego papers with a signed blank cheque (found by a good-type who returned it)
keys that giggle from the ignition, house, work & car keys (now just the 1 key in the ignition...)
my anger and evil thoughts...
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Err couple of years ago we lost a pack off the back of my XJ. The rack broke and .. er arr I was chasing some other dudes on bikes, thought wife was moving around a bit, but 40? 60 ? k's down the road she noticed that the pack had gone
Very depressing, ended up in Palmy with the clothes we were standing in for one of Frosty's track days!! Did the whole insurance thing as you do. Bummer would still like it back.
Yes we did go looking all the way back down the road 4 times over the next week. Nothing to be found
I lost my virginity...... Probably still have it if I hadn't got into bikes.![]()
I lost my bike key out of the ignition somewhere on the Paraparas on Boxing day. Got Wanganui, went to turn bike off and hullo.Lucky I had a spare in my jacket.
Lost a bag containing my trench coat and a hotwater bottle on the way home from a cold kiwi one year.
Oh and lost my lower fairings on the way to Paeroa once too. They decided they to fly over the car behind me, bounce off the bonnet of the next car and smash into tiny peices on the road.
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