OK, yes since Lefty is clearly on his lunch break at the moment, I will speak up here.
So last summer a bunch of us on the board decided to do a big SoCal group ride.
There is another post about that ride along with several other pictures of “the incident” mentioned by several others who were there that day below.
So basically, we had enough riders that it was decided to split into two groups – a “faster” group and a “more reasonable” group. Now I always go with The Mild Ones, particularly on the street, but being as I am a moderate pace rider in reality, and there was a need to balance the faster group with a few more riders from the “slower” group, Lefty and I decided to tag along with the faster group.
After nearly going wide going up the Palomar Mountain grade switchbacks (my first time!), Lefty and I decided to “hang back” a bit and let the hooligans go roaring off in front of us as we went down a spectacular road called Montezuma Valley Road -
Anza-Borrego Springs, CA - Google Maps . We were definitely “pushing” the 55 mph speed limit – doing maybe 65-70 – and we lost so much ground to the faster guys in front of us that we could actually see them down the road in front of us, as the canyon road twisted and turned.
Well, as we near the end of this curvy section of road, the road comes down out of the hills and turns into a straight as it goes out onto the flat desert floor below. As Lefty and I come around this last bend, we see two things simultaneously, like a scene from some comedy:
1) Wavex, CaliRider, and about six other guys (Kenny, Chemiker, McLovin I think … ) pulled off to the side of the road about a half mile in front of us, literally high-fiving each other, having survived the bomb rush down the mountain, and
2) A CHP (California Highway Patrol) SUV coming right for us in the opposite lane.
As I pulled INTO the group (hoping to disguise myself amongst the other FZ6s), I saw the cop flip a U-turn. He pulled directly in front of our group, got out, and came directly to Lefty and I and asked for our IDs and registration/insurance. Having never gotten a ticket on the bike, I figured it was my turn. What are you going to do, after all?
It was at this point that these jokers began whipping out the cameras and snapping the pictures you see below,
and on this thread – and in my avatar.
Right as he was checking our licenses on his computer, one of the guys’ wife, who was riding two-up with us, went up to the cop and asked if she could sit in the back of his truck in the air conditioning, as she was overheating.
He came back over a short time later and handed me and Lefty our papers back, grinned at us and said, “I scared you there, didn’t I?” He then advised us to be more aware of the speed limit, “even if it’s a little boring to do that.”
I personally think that when our friend went to ask if she could sit in the back of the car, that is what saved us the ticket. That and the fact that Lefty and I were clean (at least as far as tickets go!).
He later said to the group that we weren’t like “most of the guys on bikes” that he sees out there. He specifically said that he could tell we were a good, friendly group.
The VERY BEST PART, aside from not getting a ticket, was watching Wavex move to stand between the cop and his rear tire, which was absolutely COATED in gravel that he had picked up on his overheated-by-excessive-speed rear tire, as he pulled off to the side of the road. The thing looked like a world superbike tire after someone runs off into the gravel – I equated it to a piece of chewing gum that had fallen into the dirt. CLASSIC!
EDIT: I would like to re-emphasize how unbelievably nice and understanding the CHP officer was. Certainly the most pleasant one I've encountered.
Well, this is the closest I've come to getting "pulled over" by police (It was actually me voluntarily pulling over--I'm way in the back. I missed out on the real adventure----arrived late)
On behalf of the eighteen members of this forum, it was probably here.
No tickets were issued, but plenty of warnings including some fix it tickets that could have been issued. One was for David's Blue Windscreen. Everyone was fully geared and were accepting the consequences for being stop without zero argument. Oh, by the way, it was like 115 degrees.
Talk to Lefty (and Mark?)
I can't wait to hear this:spank:
And officer Peterson was very cool even in 114 degrees
Jerry
That boring straight part is just where they stopped. It's at the bottom of one of my favorite twisty roads of all time - Montezuma Highway in Borrega Springs :rockon::rockon: