Think of it this way Donna. If Joe comes over to BaggerNation. His old bike could be your NEW bike.

 

Well... in THAT case!!!

 

Actually, at one time Joe wanted me to get a bagger or a trike, so I could haul all the luggage when we travel!

He's not giving up that WG anytime soon!!

 

Think I'll bring some plastic bags and some duct tape to cover the magneto next time it's gonna rain. Sorry you got stuck and we left ya, Bengo. I was just trying to get going before the bike died. It was running good so I just blew through Superior and ended up out of gas at Queen Valley. Guess all the misfiring sent a ton of unburnt fuel out the pipes. We waved some dirt biker down and he hooked me up with enough fuel to get to the Shell station in Gold Canyon. Ron and I ended the day at the Firehouse in Gold Canyon next to the fire. I stripped the boots and socks off and dried them out along with a couple shirts. What a day, I'm not feeling so hot today.

 

Is that what they mean when they say "Rode Hard Put Away Wet " .

 

Exactly!

 

Oh, but you needed it to stop on the other thread!