Hrm. I'm not sure what my title for this should be...

[jennlk]

It's either "mom, this motorcycle followed me home. do I have to keep it?" davroz and a lady friend were riding up to Berzerker on Friday from the AnnArbor area, and hit the corner at the Jampot with a little more speed than wise (the road was wet, it's a blind corner, and the road surface changes). The bike went down on its side, and left one with a concussion (and probably bruises and roadrash), and the other with scrapes and bruises, and neither able to drive a half wrecked bike. The Brothers put the bike in their garage for safekeeping until transport home for it could be arranged. We had a utility trailer, and enough 'extra' space that we thought we could probably fit the bike in without leaving anything behind. We were right. The bike is now at our house. It's not really wrecked -- it got laid down on its side, and the left side is all scraped up and the highway bar is flattened out. johnridley thinks it probably could have been ridden a short distance, but probably would not have wanted to ride it all the way -- there's a lot of little things wrong, and in order to reach the shifter you'd have to remove the crunched highway bar.

In the interests of distributing useless information as far as possible,

• a Honda Shadow is 8'6" long, and therefore had to ride diagonally in our 8' utility trailer


• Putting things on the roof of your car wreaks havoc with gas mileage. We pulled 21+ on the way up to Berzerker, and less than 17 on the way down. I don't think that the added load of the bike made that much difference.

or it's "Maman, do you always talk to strange people in the grocery store?", which is what SR said to me after kevinnickerson and icyfeetofdeath and S and J (WANOLJ or I don't know their IDs) and I greeted each other in a fairly typical fannish way in the grocery store in Calumet. (my response was 'it depends on how well I know them')

More stories to follow later, probably. Now to begin unpacking boxes. Whee! They all had to be repacked so we could fit the bike into the trailer, but it ALL FIT!!! (mod the two tents on top of the van.)

kevinnickerson, do you have Davroz' email? we were all rather bleary Sunday morning, and completely blanked on emails when we were passing on contact info. (or you can send whoever is running contact on that end my email addy.)

Comments

[kevinnickerson.livejournal.com]

"Davroz" <david.rozian@gmail.com>

[jennlk]

Thanks! Noted, and email sent. (not that I expect immediate response, but one thing less for them to worry about at that end.)

S=Me

[nicegeek.livejournal.com]

Hiya. :-)

Re: S=Me

[jennlk]

Hiya yourself. do you know where your towel is? :)

Re: S=Me

[nicegeek.livejournal.com]

Currently in the laundry basket; it picked up a bit of dirt on its recent travels. I remain hoopy; all is well.

[mbcrui.livejournal.com]

My kids have gotten used to me hugging and kissing strangers in the grocery store, as well as picking up strange babies and cuddling. I run into EVERYONE at the grocery store-- relatives, friends, people from HS, etc :)

[jennlk]

yeah, but you live there. :)

She's used to me talking to people in the grocery store in Chelsea, but it's a little more surprising to have it happen 500+ miles away from home.

[suzyhomewrecker.livejournal.com]

well hello there lady, i'm friending you :D