We ride on a lot of roads in Connecticut and Rhode Island, but there are a couple that we never use. Route 617 comes to mind, the pavement is smooth and good, the lanes are wide and the curves sweep smoothly through the elevation changes, and yet...I can't remember one ride with the club on Route 617.
klay
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Having someone on top of you
One of the waitresses at the Diner last night asked me to ask another waitress about a couch. So I did and she related the story to me. This would be the tiniest girl I know, who, in the past has been in a car accident and run over twice as a pedestrian. The other day she was moving into her new apartment, two of the waiters helped her move in. In the process of shoving a couch up onto the second floor porch, (the stairs and hallway were too narrow), they lifted it up and balanced in on the rail while she steadied it, so they could come up, grab it and bring it in. Unfortunately...it twas a windy day. A gust came through, the couch caught it, lifted into the air, and slammed her between it and a pole before dropping down on top of her.
I asked if when the guys came up stairs if they were laughing, she said they waited until after the lifted it off her.
She was feeling rather down about the entire affair and embarrassed so related my own "having something on top" story.
Back in the eighties, remember those, I was active with the Rescue Company. We were sent to the docks off Willow street in Mystic for a Body recovery. A Banker had fallen off the back of a boat two weeks earlier and though he had been sighted a number of times, until that night had not been recovered. He just floated around, back and forth with the tides occasionally surfacing, bouncing off boats then sinking again before he could be...caught. Well, we arrived at dockside with a report that the Police boat had the body in tow. So I grabbed one end of the Stokes, (hard-shell stretcher), and the Lieutenant the other. Having been at recoveries before I decided to let the Loo lead with the head of the stokes and I followed with the foot end. The reason for this was two fold, first off, the head has the main body weight as the torso is closer to that end, I have legs and feet. Secondly, the more, I'll use the term "matter" there is, the more there is to...smell. So, we walked across the parking lot, down the ramp to the float dock. It was night so visibility wasn't that great but after a little while we heard the boat coming up the river, The Police had him caught and tied to the side of the boat by one leg, the other leg, due to the speed of the boat and the force of the water was sticking straight up in the air with dual Rooster tails coming off it. The Cops pulled up to the dock, untied the victim, lifted him out of the water and dropped him on the dock. Zack (the lieutenant) and I picked up the victim, set him in the stokes and started up the dock to the waiting Ambulance ashore. I was leading walking backwards up the ramp with Zack facing me walking normal. What no one had noticed is that when the ramp was built it didn't quite go all the way to the top of the hill and meet the ground. It was supported on top by two pilings and left about a eight inch gap. Backing up in the dark, there was only one way to find the gap and I did. I stepped in the hole. the leg went through and with the backward momentum the knee bent where it was supposed to. I went down on my back, the stokes came down on my chest, the body slid forward so the feet and legs left the stokes and slid up across my chest and stopped with the calves on my shoulder. Not the greatest smell I have witnessed. Worse yet, while in the stokes the body had drained a bit of its acquired rather tainted water and that rushed forward like a small wave over my chest and past both sides of my neck. Lying on my back with my arms in front, and the stokes still angle upwards towards Zack there was no way to bench press a lift to get the body off me. Two engine company members came running over and released me by lifting the corpse and stokes up. I pulled the leg out of the hole, rolled to my knees and stood up. The entire time, from the fall to the recovery....Zach was laughing his ass off. (It's good to have friends).
The waitress?
She said she preferred having the couch.
I asked if when the guys came up stairs if they were laughing, she said they waited until after the lifted it off her.
She was feeling rather down about the entire affair and embarrassed so related my own "having something on top" story.
Back in the eighties, remember those, I was active with the Rescue Company. We were sent to the docks off Willow street in Mystic for a Body recovery. A Banker had fallen off the back of a boat two weeks earlier and though he had been sighted a number of times, until that night had not been recovered. He just floated around, back and forth with the tides occasionally surfacing, bouncing off boats then sinking again before he could be...caught. Well, we arrived at dockside with a report that the Police boat had the body in tow. So I grabbed one end of the Stokes, (hard-shell stretcher), and the Lieutenant the other. Having been at recoveries before I decided to let the Loo lead with the head of the stokes and I followed with the foot end. The reason for this was two fold, first off, the head has the main body weight as the torso is closer to that end, I have legs and feet. Secondly, the more, I'll use the term "matter" there is, the more there is to...smell. So, we walked across the parking lot, down the ramp to the float dock. It was night so visibility wasn't that great but after a little while we heard the boat coming up the river, The Police had him caught and tied to the side of the boat by one leg, the other leg, due to the speed of the boat and the force of the water was sticking straight up in the air with dual Rooster tails coming off it. The Cops pulled up to the dock, untied the victim, lifted him out of the water and dropped him on the dock. Zack (the lieutenant) and I picked up the victim, set him in the stokes and started up the dock to the waiting Ambulance ashore. I was leading walking backwards up the ramp with Zack facing me walking normal. What no one had noticed is that when the ramp was built it didn't quite go all the way to the top of the hill and meet the ground. It was supported on top by two pilings and left about a eight inch gap. Backing up in the dark, there was only one way to find the gap and I did. I stepped in the hole. the leg went through and with the backward momentum the knee bent where it was supposed to. I went down on my back, the stokes came down on my chest, the body slid forward so the feet and legs left the stokes and slid up across my chest and stopped with the calves on my shoulder. Not the greatest smell I have witnessed. Worse yet, while in the stokes the body had drained a bit of its acquired rather tainted water and that rushed forward like a small wave over my chest and past both sides of my neck. Lying on my back with my arms in front, and the stokes still angle upwards towards Zack there was no way to bench press a lift to get the body off me. Two engine company members came running over and released me by lifting the corpse and stokes up. I pulled the leg out of the hole, rolled to my knees and stood up. The entire time, from the fall to the recovery....Zach was laughing his ass off. (It's good to have friends).
The waitress?
She said she preferred having the couch.
Friday, March 1, 2013
How is you day going?
For me, Today started yesterday. Last night I hit the highway on Charlene, cruising along the tarred thoroughfare I began to notice a tad bit of temperature variance. A couple weeks ago I had this issue also, went for a ride and my left foot got cold. everything else was fine, just my left foot. Well, last night I noticed it again and when I put my foot up on the highway peg I felt a distinct wind effect. When I arrived at the Diner for my pre-Club meal of a bowl of bacon I found that the stitching on the side of the boot has opened up.
So...after work today I need to get some new boots.
At Dunkin Last night I had Tree pull up the weather forecast for this morning to see if I was taking Charlene home for the night and riding in or dropping her at work. The forecast was saying snow showers starting around mid-nite and ending around noon. I took Charlene to work and dropped her off. I really didn't want to wake up this morning to snowy roads and a ride to work..Did YOU see the weather this morning...Bright sunshine and a hair above 40. No ride for me this morning.
Last night as I was dropping off Charlene, I unlocked the door walked around and opened the receiving bay, I walked back up to the side of the bike and lit up a smoke. As I did my peripheral vision caught Charlene rolling backwards to the left, I jumped forward and reached out to get her, as I did I realized she wasn't rolling anywhere, she was just sitting there, it was me who was moving, I was drifting to the right and turning. Then I realized I wasn't moving at all. Something weird going on there, maybe a equilibrium fart.
This morning I woke up, feel like crap, Got in the car and went to work. I was almost tempted to call in sick but I just laid off someone and that would leave only one guy here to work when Jay's on the road. I don't like sticking one person with the shop. Too many phones, customers and techs to deal with by yourself. I arrived at work and found that that one guy...had called in injured. So...Jason is working on the orders...and when he goes on the road I will be here alone.
Just to keep the day going in the same pattern, We received a large shipment of parts from Toyota over night. Unfortunately its the shipment we sent to them. Some how it went out, cruised around, then floated back without ever getting to Toyota.
On top of that, either BMW has decided to try a new packing method or they have an employee that needs a little training. Jason is finding boxes that the parts are just tossed into, and the tags with the part numbers are all stuck to the outside of the boxes. Can you tell the difference between a vent hose, vent hose 1, vent hose for oil separator, vent hose for valve cover, etc...Just a pile of parts he has to sort through and try to figure what part goes with which number. I had him forward me a photo of the mess and I sent it to every BMW contact I had, explaining our ...dis-pleasure.
But there is one good thing about today....
There is only Thirteen and a half more hours till Saturday...
When I get to come back to work.
klay
So...after work today I need to get some new boots.
At Dunkin Last night I had Tree pull up the weather forecast for this morning to see if I was taking Charlene home for the night and riding in or dropping her at work. The forecast was saying snow showers starting around mid-nite and ending around noon. I took Charlene to work and dropped her off. I really didn't want to wake up this morning to snowy roads and a ride to work..Did YOU see the weather this morning...Bright sunshine and a hair above 40. No ride for me this morning.
Last night as I was dropping off Charlene, I unlocked the door walked around and opened the receiving bay, I walked back up to the side of the bike and lit up a smoke. As I did my peripheral vision caught Charlene rolling backwards to the left, I jumped forward and reached out to get her, as I did I realized she wasn't rolling anywhere, she was just sitting there, it was me who was moving, I was drifting to the right and turning. Then I realized I wasn't moving at all. Something weird going on there, maybe a equilibrium fart.
This morning I woke up, feel like crap, Got in the car and went to work. I was almost tempted to call in sick but I just laid off someone and that would leave only one guy here to work when Jay's on the road. I don't like sticking one person with the shop. Too many phones, customers and techs to deal with by yourself. I arrived at work and found that that one guy...had called in injured. So...Jason is working on the orders...and when he goes on the road I will be here alone.
Just to keep the day going in the same pattern, We received a large shipment of parts from Toyota over night. Unfortunately its the shipment we sent to them. Some how it went out, cruised around, then floated back without ever getting to Toyota.
On top of that, either BMW has decided to try a new packing method or they have an employee that needs a little training. Jason is finding boxes that the parts are just tossed into, and the tags with the part numbers are all stuck to the outside of the boxes. Can you tell the difference between a vent hose, vent hose 1, vent hose for oil separator, vent hose for valve cover, etc...Just a pile of parts he has to sort through and try to figure what part goes with which number. I had him forward me a photo of the mess and I sent it to every BMW contact I had, explaining our ...dis-pleasure.
But there is one good thing about today....
There is only Thirteen and a half more hours till Saturday...
When I get to come back to work.
klay
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