REDR6
11-03-2007, 06:43 PM
So I know that you are supposed to do this anyway, but I now have another really good reason why this is a good idea.
So I was riding down south on base. Towards the end of my ride, I was getting lazy and my knees came out a bit. Well here is wherein the problem lies. Apparently, I picked up a bee along the way. This little guy got stuck between the tank, my crotch, and my upper leg. Apparently that little bastid was anrgy about this. He decided to sting me.
So in his attempt to ensure that I am never able to contaminate the gene pool, he stung my very upper leg. This was all very shocking to me at the time, due to the fact that this has never happened to me before. I about jumped clear off of my bike while doing 60+. I ended up in the in the dirt on the side of the road.
So there I am, bike parked on the side of the road, my pants around my ankles, bent over examining my crotch trying to make sure that I got the stinger out, when all of a sudden an SUV pulls over to make sure everything is ok. In this SUV are three of the wives of some of the guys in my unit. There are also four of their single friends in the truck. Apparently it was girls day out.
SO, now I am standing on the side of the road, pants around my ankles, bent over, examining my crotch, surrounded by three of my buddies wives and four of their friends, when an MP pulls over and asks what's going on.
Finally, I decide to check this out later, pull my pants up, and quit before I get even more behind than I already am...:lol:
So, long story a little less long, keep your knees tucked in while you ride.
P.S. I can't wait to hear what the guys on the Range have to say about this on Monday morning...
So I was riding down south on base. Towards the end of my ride, I was getting lazy and my knees came out a bit. Well here is wherein the problem lies. Apparently, I picked up a bee along the way. This little guy got stuck between the tank, my crotch, and my upper leg. Apparently that little bastid was anrgy about this. He decided to sting me.
So in his attempt to ensure that I am never able to contaminate the gene pool, he stung my very upper leg. This was all very shocking to me at the time, due to the fact that this has never happened to me before. I about jumped clear off of my bike while doing 60+. I ended up in the in the dirt on the side of the road.
So there I am, bike parked on the side of the road, my pants around my ankles, bent over examining my crotch trying to make sure that I got the stinger out, when all of a sudden an SUV pulls over to make sure everything is ok. In this SUV are three of the wives of some of the guys in my unit. There are also four of their single friends in the truck. Apparently it was girls day out.
SO, now I am standing on the side of the road, pants around my ankles, bent over, examining my crotch, surrounded by three of my buddies wives and four of their friends, when an MP pulls over and asks what's going on.
Finally, I decide to check this out later, pull my pants up, and quit before I get even more behind than I already am...:lol:
So, long story a little less long, keep your knees tucked in while you ride.
P.S. I can't wait to hear what the guys on the Range have to say about this on Monday morning...