My cell phone rings while I'm going down the highway...
ME: Heeeellllo
MOM: Where are you (panicked voice)
ME: Mom what's wrong
MOM: Your dad is down
ME: What do you mean down
MOM: He is laying in the yard
ME: Did he fall, is he hurt, call 911
MOM: He is under his Harley
ME: WHAT! ( I know have the gas petal to the floor heading home about 5 minutes away....
MOM: He crashed his bike in the yard and he is under it I can't get it off him...
ME: Is he alert, is he talking, is he conscious
MOM: What do I do, (in the background I can now hear my dad "Tell him I'm Okay just stuck in the mud"
ME: If he's hurt or unconscious call 911 I will be there in 2 minutes.... (Now breaking the sound barrier)
MOM: Okay I will try to pull him out
ME: WHAT, leave him there
So my dad went on a patriot guard ride to a funeral of a soldier, he didn't want to get off the bike because it was cold and unlock the gate to the shop. He decided to drive across the yard (Like he has a thousand times before). As he got about half way the tires sunk down about 8 inches in mud, all the snow had just melted and saturated the ground, he just fell over and the bike was on his leg and had it smashed in the mud. He wasn't hurt just stuck, my mom walks outside and sees him under the bike and flips out... she calls me and you read the transcript.. I come flying in the drive, across the yard and jump out, get the bike off him and then lift it on up... I check him out and he is fine, mom needs her blood pressure checked now but other than that no long term damage.. I jumped on the Harley and had to power out of the mud, I left a 50 foot long strip 8 inches deep in the yard but got it out..... dad was a little embarrased that he was stuck but I think the mud kept him from getting hurt too...
Now mom wants to put a GPS locater, tip over sensor, football pads and bubble wrap on him before he gets on the bike... 70 yrs old, been riding 50 yrs and this is the first get off.....
uggg parents..!
ME: Heeeellllo
MOM: Where are you (panicked voice)
ME: Mom what's wrong
MOM: Your dad is down
ME: What do you mean down
MOM: He is laying in the yard
ME: Did he fall, is he hurt, call 911
MOM: He is under his Harley
ME: WHAT! ( I know have the gas petal to the floor heading home about 5 minutes away....
MOM: He crashed his bike in the yard and he is under it I can't get it off him...
ME: Is he alert, is he talking, is he conscious
MOM: What do I do, (in the background I can now hear my dad "Tell him I'm Okay just stuck in the mud"
ME: If he's hurt or unconscious call 911 I will be there in 2 minutes.... (Now breaking the sound barrier)
MOM: Okay I will try to pull him out
ME: WHAT, leave him there
So my dad went on a patriot guard ride to a funeral of a soldier, he didn't want to get off the bike because it was cold and unlock the gate to the shop. He decided to drive across the yard (Like he has a thousand times before). As he got about half way the tires sunk down about 8 inches in mud, all the snow had just melted and saturated the ground, he just fell over and the bike was on his leg and had it smashed in the mud. He wasn't hurt just stuck, my mom walks outside and sees him under the bike and flips out... she calls me and you read the transcript.. I come flying in the drive, across the yard and jump out, get the bike off him and then lift it on up... I check him out and he is fine, mom needs her blood pressure checked now but other than that no long term damage.. I jumped on the Harley and had to power out of the mud, I left a 50 foot long strip 8 inches deep in the yard but got it out..... dad was a little embarrased that he was stuck but I think the mud kept him from getting hurt too...
Now mom wants to put a GPS locater, tip over sensor, football pads and bubble wrap on him before he gets on the bike... 70 yrs old, been riding 50 yrs and this is the first get off.....
uggg parents..!