I'm stopped for gas in Arizona and I observe a kid on a Sportster waiting for customers to drive off and then squeezing the pump for whatever extraneous fuel might be left in the hose. It’s really really hot and I’ve been broke many times, so I offer to fill his peanut tank saying “hey buddy, you need some gas?” He looks around reluctantly agrees. I fill his before mine and went in to buy a couple of bottles of water for us. When I get out of the store, he’s peeling off, I notice “PROSPECT” on his vest. Couldn't see what club he was prospecting.


I headed out and rode a good 230 miles before stopping to gas up and cool off again. I notice a large group of bikes parked at the rest stop adjacent to the gas station. I’m sitting on Hester doing the squeeze-drip-squeeze routine with the nozzle to top off the tank when two from the group approach me, one of which is the kid for whom I bought gas. The other is a cliché looking biker type with 1% and “13” patches among other severely faded insignias. I still wonder how the kid got that far ahead of me on such a small tank of gas.

As they approach me, the elder asks the kid something to which the kid replies “yeah, him”. The elder shoves a $5 bill into my shirt pocket and says “He aint your brother.” For some reason, as they walked away I piped up and said “I said buddy, not brother. I know the rule and I’m not patched.” Without looking back at me, the elder said “he won’t ever be either if he don’t figure his way out of his own sh*t.”

They were Mongols. Other than PGR missions, that was my first encounter in 32 years or riding with a 1% club.

 

All the excitement of a Hollywood movie.

 

you would of thought they would of thank you, there taking **** like that to far, when i was in reno a couple of yrs ago i was in a hamburger place and kind of same thing this guy diden`t have enough for the order he was 3 bucks short so i thru him the money and said have a good day,than all of a sudden i noticed he had 5 bags of hamburger i said wow are you hungry he laughed and thanked me, 3 days later i`m getting ready for ride home and filling up at gas statione when prob 40 bikes pull in to gas up this guy with 3 to four buddies walk over and point at me and this kid knods his head they thanked me and threw me a 20 bill, (hells angels)

 

I wouldn't really call it exciting. It did make an otherwise miserable trip across I-40 more memorable.

For Hollywood movie excitement, I rode to Madrid, NM today. Honestly, that wasn't too exciting either.

 

Maggies is real????? Holy ****. Where is it??

 

nice pic

 

Geez, that place actually exists? Nice picture !

Great road story too. For what its worth, you did the right thing by your "buddy."

See you on the flag line.

 

do you think maybe they were trying to teach him something and you screwed it up? You did the right thing but they were depending on him to find the money somewhere other than a handout and you let him throw it in their face that he made it so fast.

 

I thought the feds had disbanded the mongols and they were no longer allowed to wear a mongols patch?

Edit:

I looked it up and read that they won the legal battle to keep the patch. So nevermind.

 

I remember I paid for this guys lap dance. Ten years later I was deep sea diving and he swam up with 50 bikers and paid me back. Damn.