Fallibilities / Funnies / Stuff Ups..........

[Davidfl]

Spotted in Fang a new promo sign at the 2Gether Bar

and regrettably we failed in our mission.
The Tod Man Gung came out as Tom Yum Gung, the Yum Moo Yaw was excellent but the Bacardi Breezers were wasted & not appreciated.

[Davidfl]

What can I say

Son of GT Rider has done it again. Fortunately nothing serious only a "suspected" broken ankle. I love the diagnosis.
I was only informed 12hrs after the event, but the patient is happy where he is, so let him be.

[Davidfl]

Hhmh. Jason comes home from the hospital, slips over in the bathroom bringing the sink crashing down. It shatters.
Dad goes in to help him get up & promptly slices his foot open on a porcelain shard.
The blood does not stop gushing out, so off to the hospital.
1 1/4 hrs later, 4,000 baht poorer & 5 stitches between a couple of toes, he hobbles off home, not exactly a very happy camper. Not impressed with the 4,000 baht bill at Lanna Hospital!
My pen rai. These things are sent to test us out.

[Franz]

Get well soon and may the New Year bring more Good Luck to you and your family !!!!!! But all this should not deter you from testing some goodies next week with me............... cheers, Franz

[Captain_Slash]

Spotted on the fence outside this dental clinic in Chiang Mai

[Captain_Slash]

Spotted at Doi Inthanon

When passing drop in for a shyte and see if the signs speaks the truth or not

[Blue Max]

Dropping the CBR!



Not a good day, but she's ok now

[mikerust]

Must be getting cold there up North. Saw this in Carrefour

[Davidfl]

Spotted in Chiang Khong


"everyone loves Thai Food & Beer Garden, that amazing blend of Thai and much more. In fact, it's one of the main reason."

[Davidfl]

BBQ night at the Shin Sane Guesthouse in Doi Mae Salong.

A bit of smoke in the restaurant


The culprits & cooks

The happy Akha gals from the Shin Sane



The SEO Guy samples the finished product


And the SEO Guy & GT Rider are working on a new website
http://www.doi-mae-salong.com/

[Davidfl]

Would some GT Riders please provide a trip report....

[SilverhawkUSA]

Would some GT Riders please provide a trip report....

Gosh David, I can't imagine what happened there, but the bike sure looks familiar Could there possibly be a story forthcoming from our own Pikey?

[Pikey]

Err, it went something like this - 5 riders started out under Con's leadership to explore some more "gentle" trails round the back of Mae Jo Uni and the reservoirs up there.

Con - Platinum 175 (Fool Injected)
Markus - XR250 (banged up shoulder)
Dave Silverhawk - DR250 (unflustered in any circumstance)
Ray - KLX250 (good natured punter)
Me - DRz400 (complete dirt f*ckwit)

After a few KM of fast fireroads with a bit of bulldust thrown in to keep you awake, Marcus decided that his recently injured shoulder was taking too much of a beating and departed, despite Con's comments of "it get's easier round the corner".

So, down to 4 and more ripping about until Con found the trailhead to a track he's recently found. Ooeer, Pikey absolutely loathes singletrack and here we are getting stuck in - bounce, slip, wobble but not too bad. Not fun but I'm staying upright. After a stop and a moan from me along the lines of "Con, you know I f*cking hate singletrack" and the reply of "don't worry, it get's easier round the corner", we crack on to be confronted by "the pit of death".

This baby is a hole that looks like a T-Rex took a bite out of the landscape and left a trail less than a metre wide on the right hand edge that butted up to a vertical dirt bank. One look at it and I knew my name was on that hole and I really did not want to experience it on my new (to me) DRz. So, tail firmly between my legs, I handed the bike over to Con who'd already ricochetted off the bank berm-like and had his Platinum on the other side. So, him, Dave and Ray all get across and I remount to Con's words "don't worry, it get's easier round the corner". OK, can't get worse I suppose. Wrong! 200m or so "round the corner" we are confronted with a 30ft "staircase" of loose rocks the size of babies heads. Con has already flogged the hapless Platinum up there, Dave is stopped partway up pondering and myself and Ray are at the bottom. Dave and I swap telepathic glances and both agree "no way". We are gentlemen trailriders, not The Muppets or a 105KG banzai Auzzie Platinum pilot! So, about face and back again to recross "the pit of death".

Dave first on the DR250 and he makes it but then dumps it amid flailing legs as it's tricky. Con's next on my bike (what? you think I'm gonna ride it???). He fires towards the little berm crossing whereupon the big yellow beast stalls and he dabs thin air and falls backwards into the hole! Luckily, no damage to bike or rider and equally luckily, there are 4 of us to manhandle the bike out, which took a lot of sweat and about 20 minutes. After that, lesson learned, the Platinum and KLX were walked across by me standing in the pit supporting them whilst the bikes were passed between guiding hands either side. After that, the beers were on me!

Lastly, a few days later, myself and Con went out again and he admitted that we were on the wrong trail that other day and he had in fact, not previously recce'd it!

Moral of the story, the phrase "don't worry, it get's easier round the corner" does not mean the same to all men.

Cheers,

Pikey.

[Ally]

Amazing jump - Any takers to try this in Thailand ?



Ally

[Marco]

Amazing jump - Any takers to try this in Thailand ?



Ally

Holy S@#@#T

[Marco]

Any one taking flight soon??

Subject: Safety Procedures


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gN78LLRZnzM&feature=dir

[Davidfl]

Err, it went something like this - 5 riders started out under Con's leadership to explore some more "gentle" trails round the back of Mae Jo Uni and the reservoirs up there.

Con - Platinum 175 (Fool Injected)
Markus - XR250 (banged up shoulder)
Dave Silverhawk - DR250 (unflustered in any circumstance)
Ray - KLX250 (good natured punter)
Me - DRz400 (complete dirt f*ckwit)

After a few KM of fast fireroads with a bit of bulldust thrown in to keep you awake, Marcus decided that his recently injured shoulder was taking too much of a beating and departed, despite Con's comments of "it get's easier round the corner".

So, down to 4 and more ripping about until Con found the trailhead to a track he's recently found. Ooeer, Pikey absolutely loathes singletrack and here we are getting stuck in - bounce, slip, wobble but not too bad. Not fun but I'm staying upright. After a stop and a moan from me along the lines of "Con, you know I f*cking hate singletrack" and the reply of "don't worry, it get's easier round the corner", we crack on to be confronted by "the pit of death".

This baby is a hole that looks like a T-Rex took a bite out of the landscape and left a trail less than a metre wide on the right hand edge that butted up to a vertical dirt bank. One look at it and I knew my name was on that hole and I really did not want to experience it on my new (to me) DRz. So, tail firmly between my legs, I handed the bike over to Con who'd already ricochetted off the bank berm-like and had his Platinum on the other side. So, him, Dave and Ray all get across and I remount to Con's words "don't worry, it get's easier round the corner". OK, can't get worse I suppose. Wrong! 200m or so "round the corner" we are confronted with a 30ft "staircase" of loose rocks the size of babies heads. Con has already flogged the hapless Platinum up there, Dave is stopped partway up pondering and myself and Ray are at the bottom. Dave and I swap telepathic glances and both agree "no way". We are gentlemen trailriders, not The Muppets or a 105KG banzai Auzzie Platinum pilot! So, about face and back again to recross "the pit of death".

Dave first on the DR250 and he makes it but then dumps it amid flailing legs as it's tricky. Con's next on my bike (what? you think I'm gonna ride it???). He fires towards the little berm crossing whereupon the big yellow beast stalls and he dabs thin air and falls backwards into the hole! Luckily, no damage to bike or rider and equally luckily, there are 4 of us to manhandle the bike out, which took a lot of sweat and about 20 minutes. After that, lesson learned, the Platinum and KLX were walked across by me standing in the pit supporting them whilst the bikes were passed between guiding hands either side. After that, the beers were on me!

Lastly, a few days later, myself and Con went out again and he admitted that we were on the wrong trail that other day and he had in fact, not previously recce'd it!

Moral of the story, the phrase "don't worry, it get's easier round the corner" does not mean the same to all men.

Cheers,

Pikey.

Pikey
Thanks for spilling the beans - made my lazy Sunday in Luang Prabang. Ha. Ha.
Now what's this about Silverhawk dumping the DR250 there as well - anyone got any photos of that one?

Agree on the

Moral of the story, the phrase "don't worry, it get's easier round the corner" does not mean the same to all men.

[Pikey]

Pikey
Thanks for spilling the beans - made my lazy Sunday in Luang Prabang. Ha. Ha.
Now what's this about Silverhawk dumping the DR250 there as well - anyone got any photos of that one?

I actually missed it but he didn't dump it in "the pit of death", rather he catapulted across then lost control due to the gnarly terrain on the otherside. A rare occassion indeed and shame it wasn't caught on camera!

Have a Bagel Egger for me in Joma whilst you are in LPQ.

Cheers,

Pikey.

[Captain_Slash]

[KZ]

The Forelet of Lamp? Do they mean The Outlet for the Lamp?!

[Davidfl]

Spotted in a name bakery bathroom in Laos last week.

[Davidfl]

Spotted in Mae Sai at the Umporn Resort






Not in the Umporn Resort, but still in Mae Sai late at night in a pub I can't remember the name of..

couldn't quite work this one out, but I guess it's not to waste a drop?

[tonykiwi]

An extract from the darwin awards

(September 2001, Virginia) I work in a motorcycle shop. We see many who have no business being behind two wheels. But the owner of a bike brought in for service really takes the cake.
The entire front end had been ripped off, which is an odd damage pattern. The owner offered the following tale.

He had allowed the motorcycle to sit idle for several months. When he attempted to start it again, the wait had drained the battery. Undeterred, he attempted to bump-start the bike. A manual-transmission vehicle rolling with sufficient speed, popped into second gear, will often start right up, and this is called a bump-start.

The owner lived at the top of a long hill. After a number of repeated and unsuccessful attempts to bump-start the bike, he was left with another problem: a stalled bike sitting at the bottom of a long incline.

The man called his girlfriend to bring her truck and tow the bike back up the hill. A length of rope was procured. One end of the rope was affixed to the truck's bumper, and the other was affixed to the waist of the bike owner "riding" the stalled motorcycle up the hill.

They set off, she in her truck and he on his bike. All was well until he chose to make one final attempt to bump-start the motorcycle. As soon as the clutch engaged, the engine turned into a brake. The bike stopped cold. The owner did not.

His girlfriend was blissfully unaware of what was happening behind her and proceeded to drive to his house, dragging him slowly behind her.

Despite his injuries, he is expected to recover.

[Pikey]

Another one from the Darwin Awards:

This guy pushed his motorcycle from the patio into his living room, where he began to clean the engine with some rags and a bowl of gasoline, all in the comfort of his own home. When he finished, he sat on the motorcycle and decided to give his bike a quick start and make sure everything was still OK. Unfortunately, the bike started in gear, and crashed through the glass patio door with him still clinging to the handlebars.

His wife had been working in the kitchen. She came running at the fearful sound, and found him crumpled on the patio, badly cut from the shards of broken glass. She called 911, and the paramedics carried the unfortunate man to the Emergency Room.

Later that afternoon, after many stitches had pulled her husband back together, the wife brought him home and put him to bed. She cleaned up the mess in the living room, and dumped the bowl of gasoline in the toilet.

Shortly thereafter, her husband woke up, lit a cigarette, and went into the bathroom for a much-needed relief break. He sat down and tossed the cigarette into the toilet, which promptly exploded because the wife had not flushed the gasoline away. The explosion blew the man through the bathroom door.


The wife heard a loud explosion and the terrible sound of her husband's screams. She ran into the hall and found her husband lying on the floor with his trousers blown away and burns on his buttocks. The wife again ran to the phone and called for an ambulance.

The same two paramedics were dispatched to the scene. They loaded the husband on the stretcher and began carrying him to the street. One of them asked the wife how the injury had occurred. When she told them, they began laughing so hard that they dropped the stretcher, and broke the guy's collarbone.

Cheers,

Pikey.

[cdrw]

This BMW F800S owner has a garage door opener on his bike, now avoiding having to stop and get off his bike just to open the door.

Maybe Marco will want one, though it's adaptable for any bike: