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Old 10-12-2008, 11:04 PM   #76
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this thread is awesome!
reminds me of my pharmacy messenger days in the late 90s during high school in West Berlin, Germany.

I dont have those awesome stories though!
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Old 10-12-2008, 11:04 PM   #77
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this thread is awesome!
reminds me of my pharmacy messenger days in the late 90s during high school in West Berlin, Germany.

I dont have those awesome stories though!
Good bump for an awesome thread!
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Old 10-13-2008, 12:14 PM   #78
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Aaahh.... reminds me of my old days as a motorcycle messenger in Vancouver, BC. I had a DR 200 and a DR 650 which gave their lives so that I could earn a living. Rain, snow..... nothing kept the 10 or 12 Vancouver riders from delivering everything from documents to tires, and even human eyeballs destined to be used for cornea transplants. Good times. Thanks for starting this thread and bringing back some great memories.
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Old 10-13-2008, 03:12 PM   #79
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You're on deck!! More please....

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Old 10-13-2008, 04:06 PM   #80
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Wow! Great stuff, I like your quick, concise writing. I wanna ride stairs too...
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Old 10-18-2008, 06:40 PM   #81
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BSK and BCBADGER: By all means, PLEASE share some of your stories! I'd LOVE to hear them. Don't worry about style or grammar or anything else. If your adventures were anything like mine, the stories will tell themselves!

Bill: Your wish is my command..... http://www.advrider.com/forums/showthread.php?t=397261

Also, I came across another picture of that TS 185 I had in Alabama (the one that's airborne in the earlier pic). In an early example of a Givi Top Case prototype, made from some scrap cedar my friend had laying around....



This bike was my only transportation back then, and I lived by myself in a little apartment (yes, at age 17 - it's a long story) so I had to fetch groceries somehow...... I seem to remember circular-sawing and nailing that thing together IN my apartment, and then vacuuming up the sawdust.....
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Old 10-19-2008, 12:39 AM   #82
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In an early example of a Givi Top Case prototype, made from some scrap cedar my friend had laying around.....
Love it!

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I seem to remember circular-sawing and nailing that thing together IN my apartment, and then vacuuming up the sawdust.....
You had a vacuum at 17?

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Old 11-06-2008, 04:05 PM   #83
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5 years full time as a f’ln lunatic in London in the mid 80's.

Had lived in London for about 18 months. Hated the job I had and knew every street Ha-bloody Ha-ha.

Got a job at Pony Express cause I was a warm body on a Honda 400 twin – piece of crap. Looked the dogs bollocks in cowboy boots – what a plonker.

Soon moved on to high tech Belstaff waxed cotton jacket and pants. What a load of crap that was. Wore Wellington boots everyday and thick wool socks. No frickin Gortex back then. Feet so hot and sweaty the weave of the sock would get embedded into the sole of your feet. Your feet looked like white playdough at the end of the day. Closest I’ve ever come to getting trench foot. The Belstaff had to be treated nearly every day otherwise it would leak like a sieve at all the creases like your elbows.

Handlebar muffs that pushed back onto the brake and clutch levers so you had to ride with your left fingers extended straight to stop the clutch slipping. The fuckers would fill up with water when parked in the rain. And of course it fucking rained. It was London. Rain, rain, rain. After a few months you became immune to it. Cause then it got cold and it fucking rained. Wore so many layers I could have steamed a piece of fish in my armpit.

Learnt how to ignore all rules of the road except for red lights. Never jumped a one.
Learnt all the traffic light phasing for central London.
Learnt where all the quiet payphones were.
Learnt to chat up the receptionists so you could use their phone to call in.
Learnt where it was quicker to walk 25 yards down an alley than ride half a mile around the block.
Learnt how to fix flats in the dark and rain by the gloom of a street light – if you were lucky. The rain puddles came in useful for locating the hole in the tube.
Learnt where all the bus stops and turns were so you didn’t get squeezed by them.
Learnt which way streets were numbered.
Learnt how to get around traffic snarl ups due to IRA bomb scares.
Learnt that the Guardian newspaper messenger bag was the best at keeping packages dry.


Hated in this order Black cabs, Royal Mail lorries and Volvo drivers. Still hate Volvo drivers.

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Old 11-06-2008, 04:43 PM   #84
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Great stories, all.
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Old 11-06-2008, 06:36 PM   #85
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Rode the wrong way down one-way streets. Rode up flights of steps. Rode, paddled the bike on the sidewalk when the traffic backed up. Could squeeze thru gaps with about an inch each side at 40 miles an hour and then do it again, again, again. Knew the correct speed to get thru the timed lights in Slough without getting caught at a red light.

Carried the master tape for Supertramp – Crime of the Century. Other important bits and bobs for RAK Records plus many other record companies whose names I’ve forgotten. Went into so many business’s and private homes you lot couldn’t imagine. Had a cuppa with Sting in Hampstead in the kitchen of his gaff near the pub on the one-way system. I had no idea who the Gordon Sumner was the delivery was addressed to.

Got stopped by the Special Branch who couldn’t wait any longer to take a look inside the metal briefcase I had strapped to my bike. I’d had it there for a bout 2 hours as I skipped from delivery to pick up across London. It had about $80,000 of cocaine in it. They’d been watching and sweating that no one would steal it. Wanted me to wait for them to bring their own fake courier bike to deliver it. I’d been paid as a cash job so I didn’t care what happened to it. Figured that the customer wouldn’t be using us again so I buggered off.

Had to pick up dry cleaning, Mc’Donalds, deliver presents to wives and girlfriends. – don’t mix those up – the girlfriends presents were always wrapped better. Paid parking fines. Delivered coffee.

IBM used Pony Express for a multi drop job once a week.This was something like 25 or 30 pick ups and drop offs starting in West London at 4 in the morning and ending up in Essex. Quicker you did it the sooner you got on with the rest of the day. That was a hoot absolutely flying across London with minimum traffic until the worker bees started emerging at around 7am. One time I walked into the last drop and jumped up and down on the entry mat. The front of me fell off. I was cased in frozen slush from neck to crotch and knees to ankles.

Move onto Delta Dispatch cause Pony Express got bought out and sucked. Did buy a green / white leather jacket subsidized by Pony Express. had the Pony Express logo of cowboy on horseback at full gallop on the back. Fitted some arrow shafts to the back and staggered into Wells Fargo bank yelling Indians, Indians. Security guards didn’t think it was funny.

Delta Dispatch had better radios so not as much standing around phone boxes but you could tell when the money jobs were being handed out cause a rider would be told to call in. After a couple of months I was one of them cause I was a regular long hour suck up the crap jobs brown noser. I discovered Helly Hansen yachting gear which was 100% waterproof on the outside. This rubberized pull over top was like wearing a tropical rain forest next to your skin BUT it kept out the wet and the wind.

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Old 11-07-2008, 01:23 AM   #86
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Hope Joey is reading. This is great stuff. Bring it please.
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Old 11-07-2008, 06:04 AM   #87
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... and Volvo drivers. Still hate Volvo drivers.
So it's not just a Swedish thing!
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Old 11-07-2008, 06:11 AM   #88
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Pulled up next to a grey Ford XR3i turning off Picadilly.The attractive young blonde woman driving saw me leching at her and put her finger to her mouth in a Ssssh manner. Realized it was the young Diana. Nodded my head and looked away. A couple of weeks later the engagement was announced.

After that I started carrying a cheap camera with me and earnt extra money as a snapper. Took photos of all the “faces” I saw on the streets. Police action etc. The Daily Mail and Express bought my photos. I didn’t ask for a credit – plonker - but the money was welcome. I would dash into the paper and drop off the roll of film and let them decide if they wanted it. Started to carry a pager so they could text me yes / no and the money. If they didn’t want it I’d pick up the negatives and drop them at another paper. Could have made more money but enjoyed riding my bike – masochist. Part of it was just for the adrenaline zipping across London when the dispatcher thought I was in place A and I was in place B and having to get to place C for the next pick up.

Carried a check for 300 million pounds from Esso (now Exxon) to the taxman. Carried original blueprints for oil refineries. 6 foot tube - that was fun bungee strapped across my back.

Watching a messenger get wrapped around the rear axle of a 18 wheeler who got pissed off at him. Didn’t die – lost both legs. Driver jailed for 20 years cause of my testimony. Yeah I embellished the truth a little to make sure the jury got pissed at him.

Had a good young friend Guy get killed by another wanker. Elton John wrote a song for him.

Riding down Hanger Lane on a CB200 splitting lanes between a van and flat bed 18 wheeler. Van moves over and I end up with my right handlebar and mirror under the flat bed with about to squash me fucking dead wheels in front and behind me. That taught me a lesson.

Smelling burnt wiring on my bike, panicking and then remembering I was going past the coffee factory near Hanger Lane. Did this so many times I felt a right twat.

Racing Keith on his GS1000 from a red light on the Edgeware Rd at 3 in the morning. I’m on a CX; he leaves me standing. A dark blue Triumph 2.5 PI (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triumph_2500) whips by with police alarm clanging. Down the road Keith is stopped with police car. I mosey on by looking the other way and circle back to find both him and car gone. Get back to Clapham to find Keith already at the apartment 3 of us shared. It was a Special Branch car and they wanted to make sure he hadn’t stolen the bike. The only rider I know who got pulled doing 120 in a 30 and rode away scot-free.

Going to work early so I could go around and around Marble Arch hanging off a GPZ550 scraping the pegs.

Being seduced by Middle Eastern brown eyes behind a yashmak in a Roller when the oil money came to town in a BIG way.

Getting knocked off by a Nigerian Embassy car – they paid me off cause I had a small hole in my skin on my knee.
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Old 11-07-2008, 08:17 AM   #89
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Holy crap. Great one liners...each one a story eh?
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Old 11-07-2008, 09:56 AM   #90
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Racing down Park Lane with other messengers. Absolutely nuts.

Never got busted by the police – how this happened still amazes me.

Averaged about 200 miles a day every day for 5 years. Thatsa lotta kerb side oil changes, chain lubes and chain adjustments. Bikes were on the whole pretty reliable although the sub frame on the GPZ550 did break. Didn’t notice for a couple of days until I noticed how low the bike was sitting. Stripped it down, got it welded, reassembled and ran it into the ground.

Spraying the inside of your face shield with anti fog every night knowing it would last about 30 minutes in the next days rain.

Drinking too many pints in various pubs after work and then zooming home and up early to do it all over again.

Knowing where every pothole and manhole cover was in central London.

Knowing when the Changing of the Guard took place so as to keep away from the tourist hordes. http://www.changing-the-guard.com/

Putting pennies on top of the front fork springs on a CX500 (English pennies were bloody big) to help stiffen the front up.

Seeing the Queen Mother cruise down Bond St. in her Roller whilst shoe shop salespeople brought boxes of shoes for her to look over. The bodyguards popping in and out of her limo like ferrets in a rabbit warren.

Having a bank account in Mayfair – hey it was convenient – and getting a kick out of depositing my pay check every week noticing the other clients looking a bit miffed that a messenger was rubbing shoulders with them.

Using a Yamaha 90cc step through moped whilst the CX was off the road waiting for parts. Popping little wheelies on the Yamaha at Oxford Circus. The dispatchers took pity on me and kept me in town or they gave me a series of pickups and drops spanning the whole of central London.

Riding through Spitalfields Meat Market and getting cursed at by the butchers and their boys as I weaved past blood stained white coats carrying slabs of near quivering meat.

Getting annoyed with myself when I had to use an A-Z Streetfinder to look an address up.

Getting really annoyed at wannabe Black Cab drivers wobbling around the streets on their mopeds learning “The Knowledge”. The plonkers would simply stop in the middle of the road looking for street address’s. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taxicab...United_Kingdom
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