Quote from: Mendo Dave on January 07, 2014, 02:24:52 PM
Now that we're older and wiser, we were never that stupid  

We never for instance put lighter fluid on our arms and lit it....

...or WD-40

Lighter fluid?  That all ya got?  When I was ten to twelve years old my best friends dad was the neighborhood re-loader for all the local hunters.
He always had at least one 55 gallon drum of black powder around.  We used to steal it by the gallon just and blow up just about everything we could.  After two fairly significant fires in the gulleys around the neighborhood we decided to stop playing with it.

I will never forget coming home with singed hair and no eyebrows/eyelashes and looking my parents in the face and telling them I had no idea why the gulley out back was on fire and ten fire trucks were on scene.....      I learned a valuable lesson that day, lying hurts far more than the truth  There are few teachers better than a 2 inch wide leather belt.......

Somewhere on this board is a young rider who is getting a bunch of great ideas for the next time he and his friends are bored.   

Quote from: Skybarney on January 09, 2014, 12:46:45 PM
Lighter fluid?  That all ya got?  When I was ten to twelve years old my best friends dad was the neighborhood re-loader for all the local hunters.
He always had at least one 55 gallon drum of black powder around.  We used to steal it by the gallon just and blow up just about everything we could.  After two fairly significant fires in the gulleys around the neighborhood we decided to stop playing with it.

I will never forget coming home with singed hair and no eyebrows/eyelashes and looking my parents in the face and telling them I had no idea why the gulley out back was on fire and ten fire trucks were on scene.....      I learned a valuable lesson that day, lying hurts far more than the truth  There are few teachers better than a 2 inch wide leather belt.......

As I stated before I never put lighter fluid on my arm, or did any other stupid stuff, like crawl up the outside of a three story building, or swim across the Mississippi river amidst the ship traffic.

i've never played with matches.....

Quote from: herm on January 10, 2014, 01:00:24 PM
i've never played with matches.....

What do you light your torch with?   

Quote from: Ddan on January 10, 2014, 02:31:37 PM
What do you light your torch with?   

Intestinal fortitude.

Quote from: Ddan on January 10, 2014, 02:31:37 PM
What do you light your torch with?   

a lighter. what else would i use?

This is not on the same level of stupid but it is pointless other than being amusing.

When i came down here to California earlier in the week I stopped at my friend Kevin's house about 8:30 at night and armed with a flashlight and cordless drill with the Phillips bit holder installed, i traded the dealer licence plate frame for this one.

Mendo, you can TP my car, wrap it in plastic wrap or paint graffiti on it and we would sit back and laugh over the good joke.  But a Walmart license plate?  It's over, we are no longer friends.

I know where to get another one of those. 

I was reflecting on the drought and the potential fire season next summer and I was remembering all the thick smoke we had. It was so bad I left town for a long weekend and on the way back it wast much better than before. As I was driving home in the evening on Hwy 97 we came to the part where the Highway drops down into the Basin where all the thick smoke had accumulated. It looked like smoke and smelled like smoke, visibility was diminished, and it was unpleasant to breath. Right about then I was passed by a van with Arizona plates. About the time he completed the pass on me, the guy flicks his cigarette out the window and sparks went flying everywhere.     i was towing a small trailer and already,  doing 65 in the 55 so I didn't bother to try and catch up to get his plate number, and a lot of good it would have done anyway.

Some people just don't get it.

Having lost my entire world to a fire I am a bit sensitive to butt flickers.  Kinda makes me want to ride up and flick a lit butt in his window.  I don't smoke though so I would have had to settle with a door blasting scare the crap out of him pass and a one fingered salute.

We had a guy this weekend pull into the oncoming lane each time we tried to get by.  He did expect us to be pulled over at Ragged Point when he pulled in.  I walked right up and told him he drove like crap and he better be thankful I am a nice guy...  Still wanted sock him though.

Other than that one tiny blemish on a three day ride it was flat out an incredible trip.  T-shirts and vented leathers on PCH in January.  Wow!