D O H !

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Did the same thing,only never made it out of driveway.My buddy was there, we were going on ride, wives too.Bike just would not start,ran battery down trying. My friend only lives two doors away, so he got charger, we tried again. That's when I noticed petcock turned off, I pointed to it, and he just smiled, and whispered, let's not tell the girls,ok? We didn't.

 

Just remember E doesn't mean Everlasting...

 

been there done that ..had a friend who thought it was funny to turn off the gas on our bikes when we weren't looking ..was funny the first time a bunch of us would go to start the bikes , put them in gear and the would all cut off at the same time ..he tried it a couple time after that but we got wise and were going to kick his *** if he did it again ..

 

BWAHAHAHAHA i'm laughin wit ya i donesomthin similar

 

Thanks for the laugh. If you can't laugh at yourself, your in too deep. I am paranoid so my bike never gets below half a tank.

 

Got my 57 sporty in 58, paid for it and the Mech. showed me how to start it, took me out and showed me how to ride and shift, had me start it and everything..went back to shop, told me to go ride it, be carefull, and looked me right in the eye and said, "Do not mess with the carburater" and off I went, rode all night, went back to my ship about 0600 and worked all day. ship was in drydock in portsmouth naval shipyard in portsmouth, Va. went out to start bike, turn on gas, kick, choke, kick, choke, this went on for a few minutes, So, off with the air cleaner, and off with the choke plate, now the choke was held in it's proper notch with a tiny spring and a tiny ball bearing, of course i didn't know that and it went flying..lucky for me the portsmouth harley shop was only about 4-5 blocks down the street and yes, I had time to push it there..when I got to the shop I pushed the bike up the slight ramp to the shop area, all 3 mech.s and mr. Bew, the owner of the shop, were in the back room cause it was closeing time and they was all haveing a beer, when my friend, the Mech. that took me under his wing seen me, he immeadtly yelled at me, "Didn't I tell you not to touch that Carb"? well there I was a 18 year old snot nosed kid, in uniform, looking pretty stupid..I hung my head, shuffled my feet, and said, I'm sure in a squeaaky voice, "I'm sorry, it wouldn't start" They of course all had a good laugh at my expence, he pulled the plugs, kicked it through a few times, replaced the plugs and fixed the choke and it started right up, gave me a beer, told me some more facts of motorcycle rideing and sent me on my way..But everytinme I pulled into that shop for the next 2 years, he would yell at me, "didn't I tell you to leave that carb. alone" God i miss them days, Yes we all did/do stupid things sometimes..but I do have some good memerys, in fact I forgot that untill I started to read this thread, Thanks guys for bring it back to mind.[sm=biker.gif]

 

Wow-----this must be your first bike with a reserve and/or u didn't read the owner's manual

 

Thanks for all the support guys and gals!!! I am still laughing at myself. In response to a few of you...

1. This is my first bike period.
2. I read the manual and completely forgot about the reserve.
3. I took a small class and was told about the reserve--- I still forgot.
4. I hop all of you tell your buddies--- I would do it to you.
5. I am glad I am not the only one out there.

BTW - I wonder how long I would have stayed there, since I forgot about the reserve....

 

Well here's my stroy...........
I have an 05 Road King (FI). I was going to play softball and had my gear and wallet in my back pack. Then my wife decided she wanted to go to my game, but we have a 2 year old. She called her mom and her mom said she would watch our son. When we go riding we leave the cager at her mom's house and start our ride from there. Since my back pack was so big and bulky I threw it in the car (She usually rides right behind me anyway). Time I left my drive way my cell phone rings. It's one of the players on the team so I stop to see what he wants. I tell my wife to go on and I'll catch up. Then my gas light comes on, I remember it came on the night before but no big deal because the gas station is on the corner when you leave the neighborhood. I pull in the gas station and.....................My wallet is in the car!!! I call her cell phone and it's not powered on. I take off fast but she has about a 3 minute head start. I ran out of gas on the freeway. This is my 1st time running out and my first bike that I've ever had. What in the heck do I do? I start it up and it starts. I ride 1/4 mile and it cuts off. What in the heck do I do? I start it up again and it starts I ride 1/3 of a mile and it cuts off. I can see a gas station about 300 yards away. But I don't have a penny to my name. I start the bike again and make it to the gas station. I was about to beg the worker to give me some gas and I will bring him some money back in less than 5 minutes, when my cell phone rings....My wife is like what is taking you so long? And she has to come to my rescue.