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Let me start by saying, I have a bajiilion miles on the road, including quite a few years in a big truck, and have a spotless driving record.

Yesterday I was coming back from Phx on the C50, and was on the Carefree Hwy (74).
It's a 30 mile stretch of two lane, with very few passing lanes. Speed limit is mostly 65 with a few 45 zones, and a few hills requiring some pull.

I came across a guy dragging a 5th wheel, and had no desire to be stuck behind his butt.
We had just left a light, and were not quite up to speed yet.
I saw a clear shot, with some oncoming traffic, but it was more than doable.

I pulled into the opposing lane to pass, and throttled up.

As I started to pass, the guy with the 5th wheel put his foot into it, and I swear, the oncoming lead car did too.
The gap closed quickly, and I gave the poor underpowered C50 all I could.

I uttered a profanity or two, and kinda wished I hadn't made my move when I did, but hell, at this point I was committed.

I made it past the pickup with the 5th wheel, and quickly tucked back into my lane with only about 5 car lengths to spare from the opposing traffic.
I uttered again, but grateful that I had pulled it off......Almost.

It turned out that the lead car in the oncoming lane was an unmarked Hwy patrol.

He quickly did a flip, and was behind me with his lights and siren going within a minuscule amount of time.
I pulled to the shoulder, shut it down, and remained still, with my visor up.

The officer came to my side, and asked for my license, registration, and of course proof of insurance.
I removed my gloves and helmet, reached into my pocket and removed my phone in order to show the officer my handy dandy new Geico app with the proof of insurance.
I then reached into my other pocket and produced my drivers license.
I explained to him that my registration was in the zip pocket behind my drivers backrest, and that I'd be reaching for it. I did, and handed it to him.

He looked at everything, then asked if I had any guns. I told him I did. I was carrying my Kahr 9mm in my inside jacket pocket. He asked me to produce it using only two fingers. I chose my thumb and pointer as the best for this.
I'm never a smartass with cops, and try to be as jovial as possible and maybe crack a joke when I can, and really wanted to ask which two? But I reserved myself.

He then asked me, Do you think that was a safe pass?
I wanted to say, well it was, until the both of you decided to put your foot in it and scare the crap out out of me, but I didn't.
I also wanted to say, you know, this bike rather sucks sometimes, but I didn't do that either.
Instead, I shook my head, gave him an embarrassed sheepish look and said, No, It definitely wasn't one of my better ones.

I went on further to say, I really can't believe I did that, especially in front of a cop.
We both had a slight chuckle, and he went back to his car.

It took him a rather long time to process, and I began to worry if he knew something about me that I didn't.
All I could really think about was how much my insurance was going to go up, and how it would now suck having trashed my perfect driving record.

He finally exited his car, and came back up to me. He explained he was placing my firearm on the saddlebag, and did.
He then handed me my license and registration, and produced a sheet of paper. He handed me the paper.
To my surprise, he did not hand me a pen.

It was only a warning.

I thanked him, and told him to stay safe out there, and he said, you too.

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quite a few years back on my way to work...6 am... my car shut down in a bad place on the highway in the middle of Hartford......pretty much on the strip between the left lane on a 3 lane highway and a left hand exit...State cop shows up a few minutes later, and suggests he could push me with his cruiser off the highway to a safer location...tells me just don't hit your brakes or his air bag will go off...now most, if any, in this situation would have just pushed me to a spot when we first got off the exit, he pushed me to a spot where the car would be a lot safer...told me have a better day than the way my day had started off and drove off. Yep...there are some good ones...make that a lot of good ones.
 

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So, to qualify for this thread, I suppose we have to have a story where the cop let us off even though we thought we were going to get the book thrown at us. If that's the case, I got nothing. I'm the guy who is guaranteed to get a ticket if a cop pulls me over. Now, if you want to compare previous offenses and see who has the most obscure charge on their record, I can win hands down...

Improper use of horn

https://law.justia.com/codes/georgia/2010/title-40/chapter-8/article-1/part-4/40-8-70/

O.C.G.A. 40-8-70 (2010)
40-8-70. Horns and warning devices


(a) Every motor vehicle when operated upon a highway shall be equipped with a horn in good working order and capable of emitting sound audible under normal conditions from a distance of not less than 200 feet, but no horn or other warning device shall emit an unreasonably loud or harsh sound or a whistle. The driver of a motor vehicle shall, when it is reasonably necessary to ensure safe operation, give audible warning with his or her horn but shall not otherwise use such horn when upon a highway.
 

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So, to qualify for this thread, I suppose we have to have a story where the cop let us off even though we thought we were going to get the book thrown at us. If that's the case, I got nothing. I'm the guy who is guaranteed to get a ticket if a cop pulls me over. Now, if you want to compare previous offenses and see who has the most obscure charge on their record, I can win hands down...

Improper use of horn

https://law.justia.com/codes/georgia/2010/title-40/chapter-8/article-1/part-4/40-8-70/

O.C.G.A. 40-8-70 (2010)
40-8-70. Horns and warning devices


(a) Every motor vehicle when operated upon a highway shall be equipped with a horn in good working order and capable of emitting sound audible under normal conditions from a distance of not less than 200 feet, but no horn or other warning device shall emit an unreasonably loud or harsh sound or a whistle. The driver of a motor vehicle shall, when it is reasonably necessary to ensure safe operation, give audible warning with his or her horn but shall not otherwise use such horn when upon a highway.
Yeah you win. I thought my laying drag charge was bad.
 

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Good story all around.

I'm fortunate enough to have a spotless record as well. I've been stopped twice in my life, both warnings and a simple exchange of honesty and cooperation. My role at that moment was to make his job easier and less fearful, just like you did.

I think the spotless driving record tends to keep them being warnings only. And I know following his/her directions to a tee helps also. Unfortunately we tend to struggle these days with following their specific instructions, which are all meant to keep everyone safe and go home at the end of their shift.

RIP K9 officer Sean Gannon from Yarmouth PD on Cape Cod. Such a sad and senseless ending to a local hero. I'm riding to the Cape tomorrow for the weekend. I have my Blue Stripe flag on the back of the bike and will give every cop I see a thankful wave. Its the least I can do.
 

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So, to qualify for this thread, I suppose we have to have a story where the cop let us off even though we thought we were going to get the book thrown at us.
Naw. Let's hear the stories!:mrgreen:
 

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In the early '70's a friend of mine and I were smoking a joint in my van. I just bought a pound from him that we were trying out. It was a hot summer day and my '67 shortbed Chevy
(DISCLAIMER: all pics for demonstration purposes only) didn't have air conditioning. It had shag carpet throughout including the ceiling so you know it smelled of cannabis to high heaven. I had the pound of this getting better every hit ganja alongside my seat in a brown paper shopping bag. I looked in my mirror and I saw lights. I pulled over and I thought rutro. We tried to get some of the smell out as we sat there all red eyed with the 1st Queen 8 track playing as that was the purpose for the ride because Jeff wanted me to listen to this new band named Queen. We were just riding down the road listening to Queen, smoking a big fat joint because when you have a pound of weed you smoke BIG FAT JOINTS ;)
and minding our own business as usual :p. Well nevertheless the cop came to the window and told me I had the wrong color registration sticker on my plate. He said it should be red not blue because red was for trucks and blue was for cars. Well, I explained to him I had a silver blue '63 Corvette convertible (which by the way I really enjoyed having at 18 and wish I still had)
that I was rear ended in and sold it but just got the new blue sticker for and since I had my van painted the same color I thought the blue sticker would look better than the red on my plate. He saw my point and let me go.
Funny he saw such a minute detail and missed the obvious. Makes me wonder if he was smoking someone else's stash he confiscated and was just into colors at that particular point in time.
Things that make you go hmmmm.......
 

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Would you like to hear about one of the other times or not?

Well here's one anyway :p

We were working in Geneva Ohio and went to Welfare night at the bar. For a quarter they filled any container you had so we brought quart Mason jars the nice lady at the diner gave us. While we were drinking and listening to the band this chick that was trippin' said she wanted to bring me home with her to listen to some albums. I told her fine as long as my buddy could bang her too. She was ok with that so she turned us both on to some acid she had.
We left and went to her house but had to climb in her window so her grandfather wouldn't wake up. I could never figure out how we were supposed to listen to albums quietly but thought maybe that's how they did it in Ohio. Nevertheless as soon as the 3 of us got into the window her grandfather woke up and yelled "who's there?" With that Brian and I jumped out the window and left.
Well we started getting off on this acid and were laughing our faces off and stopped in a bar. The bartender must have been doing the same thing because he walked out of the kitchen with a baseball bat and started grabbing bags of chips from the hanging display and threw them in the air like a baseball and swung and splattered chips all over the bar. We had a blast watching this guy trash the place.
He did say the cops watch the place and not to walk out with beers. When we were done and ready to leave naturally we walked out with beers just because we weren't supposed to probably. I had mine tucked in my shirt when the cop called Brian. I walked away as if I didn't know him and my beer fell and the bottle smashed all over the street. I then turned around as if nothing happened and went back to Brian and the cop to see if I could help sort this out.
We then went to the police station because Brian was arrested and placed in a cell. I looked at him and we were smiling because we were getting off like rockets by this time. I winked and proceeded to tell the cop after the "Sullivan Nod" he should let Brian go because we both need a good night rest so we could work at the local school the next day. I asked him the damages and told him we'd be back later that morning with the money. He said ok and down the road we went. We paid the fine and everything worked out.
What a fun night :D
 

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I did get my first old man pass two years ago in GA. I was riding from Steinhatchee FL, to Cleveland. The road I had chosen to get there was a wide open, empty two lane that I use all the time. So, just after sunrise, I pass the GA border at about 115mph. Three minutes later I ride past a local sheriff’s deputy, who simply gestures at me to pull over. I slow down, pull over, and he pulls behind me. I remove my helmet, complete with the all grey hair.

He walks up, compliments my bike and asks if I know how fast I was going. I said I was worried about the long flat road and obstacles and that I thought the speed limit was 70 in florida. He informed me that I was in Georgia and that I was going 107 MPH. He stated I didnt look like the kind of guy that did that and there was a super speeder law in Georgia. 5 minutes later, he came back and told me that if I promised not to drive more than 10 MPH over the speed limit today in GA, that he would let me off.

The only problem is that I keep promises and had almost ground my teeth to nubs riding 10 mph over the speed limit through an entire state (something all know is something I simply dont do).

Sorry North Carolina, for taking that out on your roads later that afternoon.


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