Based around the column "Trevor's Travels" published each Sunday in the San Bernardino Sun, with some detours along the way.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
I dropped it!
It's been over twenty years since I dropped a motorcycle. Back then I had failed to put down the kickstand while making a phone call from a phone box - remember them? Well, that time it just broke the lens of a turn signal and as I was just along the road from Bartells, the HD dealer, I went in to get a replacement. I put the broken pieces on the counter and Chico the always-ready-for-a-laugh salesman grabbed the PA mike and announced: Everyone, Trevor's just dropped his bike!! Thank you Chico! That was about 21 years ago. This time was different. I was only turning at a slow walking pace on gravel, and yes, you've guessed it, I put my foot down and it slipped. Down the bike went. But it did confirm one thing. I can't lift the beast up by myself. I had to get Michael to help me. I had often wondered! The good news? Not a scratch of damage. Those engine guards really work!