Kindness From Fellow Bikers

[mister c]

It doesn't hust extend to other bikers.
Years ago i had an X7 that i used to get back & to to work on. One night, about 15 miles from home the thing died on me. My only option was to start walking (no mobile phones in them days) to get to a phone box.
I had walked about a mile when a woman pulled up by the side of me in a car & asked if i needed a lift anywhere. I told her that I was after a phone box, so she said "jump in". We got talking & she said that it wasn't the normal thing for her to do, but she had seen the bike & felt sorry for me
She drove the 15 miles to my house, I offered her some cash for petrol, but declined it saying it was her good deed for the day.

Out of petrol on the CG. Bloke on a big ol' XJ stopped to see what was the matter. Helped me tilt the bike so far over to get teh last bit of juice. Got me another mile down the road with him following. Did the same again and another mile - then totally dry. I was close to home and there was nothing he could do so bid him thanks and farewell. Pushed it perhaps half a mile further and a bloke in a white van (flatbed transit) stopped. He helped me lift it onto the back, tied it up and delivered me home. He wasn't a biker, reckoned he'd kill himself if he got one (no self control) but a top bloke non the less.

I've stopped a few times when I've seen a bike on the side of the road. Typically these days if I see a mobile phone out then I don't bother and it's the one bit of non-safety kit I try very hard not to ride without.

The bloke and his wife in a Freelander who stopped all the traffic on a roundabout under the A34 when the bike cut out (dreaded regulator ) and left me stranded in the middle trying to push it across all the traffic on the RB doing about 60mph

They then went back round the roundabout and came and said they were bikers and asked if I needed a lift anywhere

Top people

Originally Posted by Lissa

Reading about the appaling and inexcusable behaviour Stuaryboy was subjected to at the weekend has really bothered me.

Think I missed this one?

nothing to report

the first time i ran out of petrol about 5 bikers past b4 my mate came in his car

the 2nd time (last weekend ellan valley) about 40 all past me at differant times

bunch of

Originally Posted by northwind

For some reason I always freak people out when I try and stop to help Apparently I look like a killer, or something.

They're thinking, "I want it fixed, not modified!"

Best help I've received? The joint efforts of a lorry driver on the inside laneand a chap in a big german estate that turned his car sidewards (like the police do) to stop traffic on the M4 after an off when the ****ers started going as soon as I literally crawled onto the central reservation.

Originally Posted by kinvig

Think I missed this one?

Basically faced some anti-Scottish bigotry from some knobbers.
http://forums.sv650.org/showthread.php?t=94596

[dirtydog]

I ran out of petrol once (after some theiving b*gger emptied my tank over night) and a bloke on an xjr stopped gave me a lift to the petrol station and then back to my bike. Another instance wason my old 125 the chain jumped off the rear sprocket and jammed up the rear wheel couldn't free it off and a passing lorry stopped and gave me a lift home which was about 2 miles the driver was a biker himself

Have had a few other instances where i've run out of petrol/fallen off/broken down and had a few people stop and offer help

When I had my off, I literally did a superman vault right infront of a biker. His name was Mick Newton and he helped me get my bike off the road, lent me his mobile and stayed with me until I got picked up. Top bloke.

Suppose one that comes to mind is TSM pulling over on the AR to see what had happened and if i was ok after i ran the ankle over, the man had to hold his bike up due to not having a sidestand, then he followed me into Leyburn to make sure i was ok. Top Bloke I'm always seeing if bikers are ok when i see them parked up on the side of the road looking at bits of their bike.

Everywhere I go I get bikers stopping over to say hello or suchlike. I just put last weekend down to one of life's mysteries. Can I just say that I know the North East very well and they are the nicest people - bikers or otherwise.

On the kindliness front - when I first got the Kwak the suspension was all to feck so I went out for a road test. I was by the side of the road adjusting the front damping then a bunch of bikers stopped to see if I was ok. Told them I was tweaking my sussies for the track day. The guys then helped me out with steadying the bike so I could set the rear preload.