Any funny riding stories???

[lenny]

I had the privilage to watch my buddy run over his own head with his snowmobile. I saw a nice little jump with a nice landing, probably a 10 ft gap. he had a short approach and gassed it a bit to late. He cased the landing and got bucked off over the bars and the sled ran right over his head. He's got a nice scare in his helmet. Funniest thing I ever did see. I told him to try it again but do a little better, for some reason he opted out, coward!

 

[lvr1000]

While loading a '79 SRX onto a tilt bed (2pc deck) 4 place trailer with a cap, I noticed the throttle bolt was a little too loose. I stopped the sled just before loading. I grabbed my tools and tightned up the bolt. I pulled the rope and the sled started, but started to die out. I quickly "blipped" the throttle. The sled roared to life taking off up the bed. I managed to grab the rear bumper as it drug me up the back half. I about had it stopped when the bed slammed down as the weight of the sled got to the high side, which now increased its forward momentum until it crashed into the side and front of the trailer. The sudden stop jolted the trailer and the cap came down. Now I'm in the dark and smoke, with the exception of two streams of lights created from the skiis puncturing the cap. I hit the kill switch.

I realized then that the bolt was always a little loose and why it had a jam nut. Never would of happened with TPS.

 

[WIrider]

My top mechanic (Techsledder) and I geared down our old SXR's when we extended the tracks. Made it halfway around the Greenland loop from Twin Lakes when my sled started acting weird. Lost all forward go and a really bad noise from the chainchase started. Luckily I lost all ability to move before the chaincase gernaded so towed it to Pat's. Turns out never tightened the set nut on the chain case tensioner. Only messed up the chain. Pat's as usual got me in, set me straight and I was on my way in a couple hours. Funny my brother didn't have any issues with his sled. Go figure.

 

[sledheadjoe]

This is one of my first memories of snowmobiling... and one I'll never forget!
My great uncle loved to ride his Kawasaki Invader and never went anywhere without his dog, "Lucky". My uncle only knew one speed and that was full speed ahead! One sunny afternoon, several family members had gathered on the lake to do some ice fishing and enjoying the great weather. My uncle dropped by on his Invader to say hi, with my aunt on the back of the sled and Lucky trailing behind. After a short visit, my aunt and uncle jumped back on the sled to head out. Before my aunt had a chance to get seated and grab on to the passenger handles, my uncle hit the throttle and took off full speed ahead. My aunts body heaved backwards but somehow she managed to wrap her legs around my uncle to avoid falling off. Oblivious to what was going on, my uncle continued forward while my aunt held on with her legs for dear life, knuckles dragging on the ice behind (no joke!). Then suddenly, my uncle stopped hard and my aunt swung forward back into position. My uncle turned around, yelled at the top of his lungs "HERE LUCKY - COME BOY" and then turned back around and hit the throttle again, only to repeat the whole ordeal all over. Besides a little whiplash, my aunt was fine and able to laugh about it afterwards. To this day, my uncle still has no idea what happened. The thing that makes this story even better - my aunt was in her 70's at the time.

 

[2tonheavy]

All I will tell ya is dont set your helmet on your handle bars!just might have your heated shield plug end fall by thottle,and you start it up give er a little gas...well I dont need to say more other than chain link fences are pretty tough.

 

[mclovin]

My buddy barfed in his helmet last season

 

[wak]

A few years back we were in Ely, MN at a gas station. One of the guys finished filling up and jumped on his sled to make room for the next guy. His helmet was in his lap. When he turned to the right the helmet would "help" him hit the throttle because it was between his body and his thumb on the throttle. The more he would turn right the farther down the throttle would go. He did not figure out he had a problem until he was committed to turning hard right to "try" to avoid hitting the building next door. He went up the side of the building with the handlebars turned hard right and the throttle wide open thanks to the helmet on his lap. There was a carbide mark up the side of that building from his left ski for several years. It was awesome.


WAK

 

[wak]

While waiting for mr WAK to get ready for our last ride of the season, I wasted some time by clearing the snow off of our truck. I had set my gear on the ground next to his. As I was finishing up, I noticed one of the dog that hung out at the lodge had just lowered his leg and his buddy was starting to raise his leg...... yes, he just relieved himself all over the front of my helmet, down the visor and inside my helmet and his buddy was about to start. As I was screaming at the dogs to go away, Mr WAK asked what happened. When I told him, he asked "Did he get mine?" To which I said no and the quickly went back to the room and tried to get the stink off. Luckily I had a spare with me. Needless to say, i bought a new helmet for this season. Sorry to who ever bought this one at the pawnshop.

Mrs WAK

 

[coldbear]

Where are you honey? 1986.

My adventure started 10 minutes after leaving the Gay Bar.My wife riding a 1980 MX was in front of me[so I wouldn't leave her as she claimed] and entering a hard right hander I blow an idler on the rear of my 86 583 Doo. I'm dead in the water and I wait 10/20/30/45 mins. waiting for my LW to return. Nobody is riding that day on the trail and I sit and wait. I finally hear her coming flat out and she arrives crying. I'm not laughing but after I hear her excuse, I just shake my head. She was a couple miles in front when she glances at her mirrors.No joy so she pulls over and waits for me to catch up. I have this habbit of climbing off my sled a lot after leaving bars.Anyway her sled cooled down and she couldn't pull it through to start. A couple of kids came by and helped her start her sled .After the trip, I immediatley sold her sled and bought her an ES. Funny now...not much then!
Suzzie[Gay Bar barkeeper/story teller] loved that story.I can still hear her laughing!

 

[mudorsnow]

One trip my wife and I made to Hayward, we were riding double and alone which wasn't the safest to begin with but tried to prepare. Anyway, we stopped for a quick check of the map and while my wife was stretching I was checking the map with my arms resting on the handle bars and .......you guessed it, bumped the kill switch unknowingly. Well, we get ready to go and nada zip zilch. This went on for aprox. 3 to 4 minutes. Dead sled, with the wife, alone, and no idea why the sled won't start. My wife starts to question why it won't start and I told her lets just give it a minute. I sat looking down for that minute, thinking, and then noticed the kill switch. Pulled it up and turned the key, then looked at my wife and said, "see, I told ya, just give it a minute!"