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Wow, I just gave my little girl away in Marriage. It's kinda hard to believe how quick our kids grow up! My daughter Erin and her new beau Trevor. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2895515933_bb8e45bc5c.jpg We got a chance to hang out in our old stomping grounds in Spokane Washington. Typical to see deer in the back yard. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/2895778951_0157431073.jpg We took the opportunity to drive over to the West side and visit family there. My son Kyle lives in Ballard. It's an area that has locks that allow travel to lake Union and Washington. To get there I took one of the floating bridges. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2895771511_cdfbf29ee9.jpg The locks at Ballard are pretty cool. Salmon run up a fish ladder to the side. You can see them through a window down below. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/2896589650_1732bd8da0.jpg Boat Traffic through the locks. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3148/2896588028_e7b9620640.jpg http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2895747291_2a9a937d55.jpg We also got to meet our the newest member to the family. Our great niece Isabel. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/2896552650_0073cceaca.jpg We had a ton of fun and saw a bunch of family and friends. It was tough to leave the Northwest! And yes, I caught a Mariner game in Seattle. Took my son Kyle with me. Can't beat that for good times! By the way, I saw a silver Venture in Spokane. I'm thinking it might have been an '05 after talking with Brad about the description.
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Regretably my bike is in the shop, but everytime I get on this thing I can hear myself at a young age saying faster daddy whhile he was pushing the family car hard through the twisties. Inevitably we would have to slow down becouse I would hear my dad say now son you know these curves make your mom sick. Now some 30 years later here I am listening to the two angels talking over my shoulder saying faster dady faster. Only this time I'm the adult and I'm on a bike and not the family car. My only response is now kids, you know your mom is behind us on her bike and she's not ready to go faster in the twisties yet. Now don't get me wrong. I have full knoledge that my kids are in heaven but every now and then I can still hear them. Aint life grand. This goes out to my father, Faster dady faster.I can't be up there yet so maybe you can take them faster, only this time your family car has wings and no wheels. Love to all of you up there. David
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This afternoon my youngest sister was in a car accident and was killed. I won't go into any more detail than that. She was single and had no children. Leaves behind my dad, my other sister, my brother and myself. Many of you here are a lot tighter with the big guy than I am these days so if you could send up a few good thoughts for our family it would be appreciated. She was my dad's little girl and he is taking it hard. Thanks everyone.
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I got this in an email tonight, and I thought... ~R JUST A BIKER I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But you didn't see me put an extra $20.00 in the collection plate last Sunday. I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my bike parked out front. But 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. But you didn't see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. But 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. But 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 jackets and gloves. But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none. I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But you didn't see me cry as my children where born or have their name written over and in my heart. I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But 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. But 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. But you didn't see me pat my child's hand knowing she was safe behind me. I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But 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. But 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. But 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. But you didn't see me leave the road. I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But you didn't see me...I wasn't there. I saw you go home to your family, but you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But you didn't see me.
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My Mother who is 80 y/o passed away about 10:40 PM last night, after a long bout with pancreatic cancer. Even though she is gone and in peace now I feel that she won the battle as she went on her own terms with little pain and can now be with her Savior and her family that went before her. Please say a little prayer for Leatrice Johnson when you say yours today. Thanks Lyle
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:bawling:During a heartwrenching and suspenseful ceremony conducted in the tranquil setting at the KOA campground Saturday morning, Sledgehammer officially became crowned "Bad Biker Dude" by Riderduke with a Hot Red Pepper Doo Rag!!! Sledgehammer was speechless throughout the entire ceremony attended by the Venture Rally Family. After the ceremony, a tribute ride was led by Sleeperhawk followed by several members of the Venture Rider Family to Cherokee, North Carolina. (That's Tim up front - everyone else is going the wrong way!) The group had to indoctrinate Sledeghammer with the meaning of the Blueridge Parkway Sign by means of riding through heavy slow tourist traffic on the Parkway. The ride was highlighted with a downtown parade through Gatlinburg, Tennessee. The group was to pull over according to the City of Gatlinburg Police Department due to the overwhelming response to the parade of the Venture bikers downtown. Sledgehammer was overcome with emotion and had to be consoled. But as you can see by the final picture, Sledgehammer has emerged into his new role effortlessly! Congratulations, Sledgehammer! Your loving family friends!
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First I want to say thank you for so many of you coming to Asheville. I had no idea so many of you would get there. Seems like you all had a good time. Now there's a few folks I want to send a huge thank you out to: Randya and Laura: They gave me a huge hand with this. Laura is now camp mama, she made sure everyone ate that showed up. She took good care of us. Randy helped with routes for rides. I've been on the roads out there but I couldn't tell you what they were. So I relied on him, and rooster for this. 1rooster: You're a sweetie. He was tail gunner for wed. ride and took good care of our flat lander Thom. He also picked up a few of us in chimney rock to head back to the KOA. Oh and Jeff really liked the little ride he got on your bike with the sidecar. Now he's very motivated to get his on. The rest of my family members, yes you are all my family. Thanks for coming and sharing your time with us. I guess I should thank the muffin for taking me there. This was his idea, I just put it together. Thank you all so very much. Lewis gave me the biggest compliment by saying that this was a great event. I take that as a big pat on the back since he's done vogel for three years. Well gotta get my pics done and see if I can get all the clothes in the hamper. I really need to wash those pants from yesterday at the gem mine. I didn't get any gems but I wore lots of NC dirt. Margaret
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I am headed to Mission B.C. on Sat. and I would like some ideas on what to see and do there. I am taking my family so I will not be on my scooter. A little help would be nice:photographing:
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Hey all: I am sure many of you are very familliar with the biggest and most successful social networking site on the web, FACEBOOK. Well if you are like me, and you spend many hours on that site, you will be shocked to learn, that with the millions of groups facebook has, there was no Venture group! Actually there was one, for the Venture snowmobile, but not the motorcycles. So, I started one. If you search for Yamaha venture or tour deluxe you should find the group. It is open to all, and I used this site as the website link, so hopefull will just expand the VR family a bit. And of course, all my VR family is welcome to add me to their facebook. Just wanted to get the word out. Hope to see you all round cyberspace! Sonny
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Well it was with great anticipation that we finally began our first bike trip together that was more than 500 miles. This time Deb on her upgraded RoadStar instead of her Vstar and me on the Venture instead of my trusty ol RoadStar. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9775.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0679.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0646.jpg Last minute a good friend John decided to join us for a leg of the trip to go see family in Lansing and then break off. Day one destination was St. Joe MI to spend the night with Deb's sister. Half way up the rain began and it came down in sheets. We stopped once under an overpass to wait out the worst part and lo and behold deb reached down in the raging drainage ditch and fished out a BASS (a rubber one that is) as it was floating by, so we took it home and mounted it! http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9793.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0686.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0651.jpg After that John left us and we spent the night in St Joe. Had great hospitality and a great warm meal awaiting us! http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9778.jpg Off early the next day up through Grand Rapids up 131 over 55 to 127 then straight up 75. Great weather for the most part. Hit Mackinac City where we were going to stay the night and it was starting to rain and some hard stroms were blowing in, so we just hammered down the last 70-80 miles just under the big storm and arrived a day early in the soo. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0653.jpg Deb lived a block from the locks and left in 1987 and has not been back or seen her family there since, so everyone was looking forward to the reunion. Next day more rain, went to he brothers caught up for awhile and he lent us his minivan to do some sightseeing to see how things have changed. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9820.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9794.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9811.jpg Next day we road to along superior (beautiful) up to Tahquamenon falls state park, simply beautiful country and a beautiful 78 degrees and no humidity!! The old southern boy was loving these cool climates. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9925.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9881.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9903.jpg Then a day of sightseeing in the Soo, Deb' could not believe she was a fudgie (local term for tourist) http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9867.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9856.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9811.jpg Next day meet up with brother number two, he had a Virago so we road out to his and Debbies mother's grave. Was a very touching reunion!! http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9984.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9976.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9975.jpg Then we meet up with Deb's ol party buddy from Younger days Gus, he was character and also a guitar picker so we sat around his house and jammed and had a great time. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9845.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9968.jpg Then the highlight, looked up fellow Venture rider Gentlemen Greorge and found he was performing a concert in the park by the locks. So hurried on down before he began introduced ourselves, and enjoyed a great show (more pictures and video to follow). What a nice guy wish we would have had more time to catch up. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9952.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9958.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_9959.jpg Took a ride towards Brimley to Mission Hill and Monocle lake for an evening ride with her brother. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0020.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0018.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0015.jpg Had full on family dinner and get together nieces, newphews, grandbabies, aunts, uncles, brothers and sisters. It was awesome!! http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0121.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0129.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0099.jpg http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0086.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0091.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0114.jpg Last day was Deb's 30th high school reunion and it was fun watching her catch up with all her old freinds. One had a grandson who band was playing at the Casion so we went down and listened to Nixxson Dixxson and for a bunch of 16 year olds they rocked!! Pulled out the next morning, first stop was Mackinac bridge since it was raining and nasty we we came across the last time. Took a few pics then on to the Indiana line for the nite. Woke up back in heat and humidity land, and rode on back home safe and uneventful. http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0189.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0179.jpghttp://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/th_IMG_0190.jpg Deb did great and was ready for more, Carson sat on the back of black beauty and ipod'ed and text the whole trip and no complaining!! So that is what I call a great family vacation . Thanks for listening!! =-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= For full photo Slide Show check out click, http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff242/stratocurtster/Rebel%20XTI/Trip%20To%20The%20Soo/?albumview=slideshow Then click the fast option at the bottom The First 10 are old pic from Deb's childhood included for her family to see, the rest are the trip pics. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-==
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I have always thought the Venture Royales were fugly bikes. But as time changes so do likes and dislikes.... I purchased one off ebay. I've leaving tomorrow night heading for PA to pick it up. We'll stop in VA to spend the night with family and then finish the trip Friday morning. Hopefully all transactions will be finished by 1 pm and then head back to VA. Caging it up and mama will follow me back in the truck. Hopefully everything will go well. I want to see if this 1st Gen is everything those who ride them say it is. I shall find out!!!! I'm purty excited and just wanted to share it with my family here.... JUST RIDE! Semper Fi, Jerry
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Well my stay in Florida has come to an end. We are leaving about 5am Wed. morning. Gonna take the tollroad from Boynton Beach to I-75 into Georgia then jumping on I-24 in TN and into Ky and making a stop in Morganfield to see some family then on to St. Louis then Kansas City then hopping on I-29 into Iowa and into Nebraska on I-80 then to Cheyenne and home to Ft. Collins, Colorado. We have decided that after the wifey has her hip replacement on the 21st and gets all healed up that we are moving to FL to live near her family. Wifey gets the stent out of her kidney on Tuesday...what a road warrior she is. I have posted a few pics at www.tattootate.50megs.com under the "Florida Trip" link and will post more when I get home.
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I am visiting family over 200 miles form home and my bike isn't running correctly. Ran between 55 and 60 all the way and got just about 46 miles per gallon but when I am at low rpms and hit the gas, I have a bad hesitation, I think it is missing on one cylinder until rpms get up a little then it takes off. Changed the plugs but no help. Put sea foam in and no help. Wonder if I have a diaphragm that went bad? If so how hard is it to replace? Any help would be appreciated. How do I tell which diaphragm it is?
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Here is a non tech poor man question. Anyone have any experience with a dog on board? I see there are carriers commercially available but MAN the prices! Must be all the lawyering thats needed to bring these to market! Background, a lab puppy recently joined our family and she seems willing, but I'd like her to be safe, well as safe as you can be on a m/c. Whats the best solution here? Thanks, Brian H.
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http://www.tulsaworld.com/news/article.aspx?articleID=20080529_14_A16_spancl654936 Sometimes there's justice. Not satisfaction, especially for his family.
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Just wanted to share with my Venture family that we just had a new addition to our family here. Our 9th Grandchild... an 8 lb 2 oz baby girl (3d Granddaughter). Just proud Grandparents.... Jerry n Kelly
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ON SOAPBOX What's it going to be like when the world runs out of oil. I think we're finding out very quickly. Affordable fuel for transportation is becoming extinct. I just drove buy my gas station and diesel was $4.85 per gallon. Regular is a little less than $4.00 per gallon. Crude is going for $134+ per barrel. The world is being held hostage by the 'haves'. I don't know about anyone else, but I'm a 'have not', and can't afford to drive the truck any longer, and the suburban is sitting a lot. It runs the same to fill up the scoot as it did to fill up the family car a few years ago, and it's going to get worse. The big problem is a family doesn't fit on a scoot. The high cost of fuel is also costing us in other areas as well. Everything sold is going up in price. Shipping is quickly creeping up in cost. The US was considered the most powerfull nation on earth, and we're being brought to our knees by our dependence on affordable fuel. All this and wages are stagnant, and even if they weren't there's no way they could keep up with the increase in the cost of living. Our economy is in the dumpster. Have you noticed that there's no mention by the government about the cost of living lately? We used to hear about it all the time. I don't think they want to admit how bad it really is.... I pity the young family with a couple of kids surviving in this economic climate. I pity those who are retired and on a fixed income dealing with their monthly bills. I pity the business owners who are going out of business because they can no longer survive because everyone is stuffing any spare change into their gas tank. I'm not sure what the answers are.... I have my own opinions... but if we're going to survive as a country something needs to be done quickly. Sticking our head in the sand and waiting for the problem to go away just ain't going to get it... OFF SOAPBOX
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We'll be getting together tonight in chat to remember one of our members. We'll be celebrating with his wife Sherry. It's been one year since our family member Tom left us for a better place. Some of our newer members aren't familiar with this but it was a terrible accident that took Tom away from his family and the world. Sherry will be coming into chat tonight after dark California time. So whether you were here and knew Tom or not, come into chat to join in a fun time. Margaret
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It is one year today. Although this belongs mainly in the memorial thread, I am posting here due to information on the accident, lawsuit and other information that maybe helpful to other riders some day. Please record your life with photos, notes, cards and emails. Are you on the computer at night or in the morning when your spouse and kids are in bed, at work or school? Send them an email. Let them know you love them, adore them, etc. Leaving for work? Packing a lunch? Stick in a note saying you love that person. Proud of your new bike? Get a FAMILY photo of all of your around it. Anniversary coming up? Mark it on your calendar with stars and hearts. Keeping these little momentos in a box, in the computer, etc come in handy in the case of a lawsuit. The insurance companies want PROOF you were a great dad, great mom, super husband or wife. I have taken in a LOT of photos, love notes, cards, emails Tom sent me long after I had gone to bed that prove his 'significance' as a husband and father. Who would have ever guessed one would need to prove their worth. Lets not talk about his wages. They do not care. Tom is being blamed for 50% of the accident. Their stint is, He CHOOSE not to stop, but to try to go around the back of the trailor. This is based on the driver of the truck and the driver of the car behind the trailor. I am going to give my deposition June 18th. I have been warned, and will go in to be briefed, that it will be brutal. I cannot be defensive when they ask questions like "how often did you have sex? What different ways did you have sex? What hobbies did you have together? How much time were you together when not at work? What medical problems did your husband have? What drugs did he take? on and on and on. I plan to have my cousin go with me to sit by me and help keep me calm. I have to put it in my head "they only care about the money. Keep your cool. Its just a business deal". I am mad because they are trying to blame HIM for even part of the accident. So, I will stand my ground. I will be calm and answer only what they ask and be careful with my words. I still have not sold Tom's bike. I will be putting it in the paper soon. It needs to be sold. I no longer have insurance on it, so I guess the guy will just have to start it and see that it runs. I do not want to be liable for anyone driving it. The kids and I are doing better every day. Its rough, but it will get better...one day at at time. Thanks AGAIN and AGAIN for all the love and support that has poured out from this site. You were and are Tom E.'s family. You saw to it we had your support, and we appreciate it so much. I will be printing up all of the things said about Tom and taking it to the lawyer's office to add to the testimony of his family here and his life, with Don's permission. I am not sure if that is legal or not, to print what you all have said in condolences. I keep trying to gather each piece of EVIDENCE of Tom's life. And all of you were a big part of that. I may even print the thong threads.. That thread was the last great laughs we had together. Tom loved a play on words and rushed to the site for weeks before the accident to see what else had been said about those silly thongs. He laughed so hard. Couldn't wait to tell me what someone else had said about that. Funny how loosing your purse can put the ladies into a tail spin about cheery pairs of thongs. I cherish those laughs, those smiles you all gave him. Thanks again, you sweet loving riders! I LOVE YOU! Sherry, Jason, TJ, DJ and Randy (TJ graduates from Highschool memorial weekend. Jason broke up with his GF in Nov and moved out in Dec to the UOP campus. DJ will graduate next year. Randy and DJ have both grown at least an inch. Randy will graduate 8th grade next year.)
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JUST A BIKER! I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But 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. But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my bike parked out front. But 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. But you didn't see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. But 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. But you didn't see me cut off ten inches for Locks of Love. I saw you roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves. But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none. I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But you didn't see me cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart I saw you shake your fist in disgust as a large group of my friends passed you by. But you didn't see me join them to escort the body of a young soldier to his final resting place. I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But 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. But 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. But you didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing she was safe behind me. I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But 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. But 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. But 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. But you didn't see me leave the road. I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But you didn't See me. I wasn't there. I saw you go home to your family. But you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker, a person with friends and a family. But you didn't see me!!!!! A Freind sent this to me, thought I would share. Ride Safe!! K
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Well Dudes and Dudettes, I thought you might like an update on what happened to that flag I won at last year's Venture meet in Ft. Collins. Those who were there may remember that I got a bit choked up due to the fact that my nephew had recently finished his 3rd tour in Iraq and had been seriously wounded. He's okay bodily, though a bit troubled mentally. But he's okay and we're in fairly constant contact. Anyway, it was my stated intention to give the flag to him when we see each other this year. However, fate intervened and that is not going to happen. See, what had happened was... The town I live in is trying to raise funds for a veteran's memorial. We're half way there and a month ago I was placed in charge of a fundraiser. In the interim, one of our town's sons was slain in Iraq. Though many from Sauk Village have served, up until now, no one had been slain. A few have died from illnesses caused by agent orange, but all came home alive. Until now. So, I donated the flag to be raffled off for the memorial. Now comes the part where the fates intervene: We had invited the family of PFC Pemley to come to the fundraiser and, of course, we didn't charge them. However, they bought some raffle tickets and don't you know, they won and had their choice of some very nice prizes. They opted for the flag. It's home now where it can do what it does best -- offering consolation to a surviving family. I thought you all might like to know. The line of succession includes the VentureRiders and the family knows it.
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I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But 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. But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my bike parked out front. But 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. But you didn't see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. But 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. But 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 jackets and gloves. But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none. I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But you didn't see me cry as my children where born or have their name written over and in my heart. I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But 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. But 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. But you didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing she was safe behind me. I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you race do wn the road in the rain. But 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. But 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. But you didn't see me leave the road. I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But you didn't see me. I wasn't there. I saw you go home to your family. But you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But you didn't see me. Repost this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community. If you don't repost this, it sucks to be you. I hope you never lose someone that rides. EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE WHAT WE CHOOSE AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE ARE NOT IN "YOUR" WAY
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A friend sent this to me, you may have read it before, but I thought I would share it with my friends..... The Biker I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But, 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. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, 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. But, you didn't see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, 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. But, 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 jackets and gloves. But, you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none. I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart. I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, 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. But 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. But, 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. But, 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. But, 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. But, 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. But, you didn't see me, leave the road. I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there. I saw you go home to your family. But, you didn't see me because I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker, a person with friends and a family. But, you didn't see me. Re-post this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community. If you don't re-post this, it sucks to be you. I hope you never loose someone that rides. The Biker
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Well, here are the pics of the fire. Not much left and a lot of damage to clean up. However, the family is ok, vehicles are good, and bikes are just a bit dirty. A great loss for Ron and his family. However, he has a positive attitude and will come out on top. JB
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Been watching; listening so this is what I am thinking of doing: Add a stator from Buckeye performance which will increase output from 30 to 45 amps. Enables heated grips etc. $239. Rivco air horns $142. Baron nasty boy 4-2-4 pipes $395.95. Minis scalloped family jewels $42.95. Torque master $39.95. What do you think? Need feed back tonight or early tomorrow. Ta. Kiwi Ian.
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