SpyderAnn01
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We took a ride to Mesquite, NV today to align a Spyder and we were about 5 miles from home when I hit a giant chunk of metal with my rear tire. I was in the left turn lane and when traffic started to move in front of me - wham- there it was in the middle of the lane and I had nowhere to go. I turned the corner and within 100 yds my rear tire was flat. I managed to pull off the street into the parking lot of an auto repair shop. We had tools and a jack but the metal put a giant gash in the side wall of the tire so there was no way to patch it.
This happened at 4:30 pm. I called AAA and they took down all the info and said that they would call me with an eta. I made it very clear to them that I was on a 3 wheeled motorcycle and that I also had a pull behind trailer. I told her it was about as long as a full sized pick up truck and that I needed a flat bed. A short time later they called and said that a truck would be there in 30 minutes. 45 minutes later no truck so I call back and they said that the truck had come and they couldn't find me. Seems that the dispatcher was dyslexic and she had transposed the street number and the direction and she changed Blvd. to Pkwy. All of that put the truck about 20 miles south of where I was. Then she mentioned that the truck wouldn't have been big enough. She said wait and we will call you back with a new eta.
The auto shop people were very nice and they let us sit inside while we waited, it was 95 degrees outside, but it was closing time and they wanted to go home. We were getting nowhere with AAA, they insisted that my Spyder and RT-622 were too long for a flatbed, when the auto shop guy said he had a friend with a flatbed. He called his friend who came to the rescue. AAA finally called me at 7:45 to say that they had found a truck. :banghead:
It is never a good feeling to watch your Spyder be hoisted up on a wrecker.
While I was waiting for the wrecker I enjoyed a Diet Coke with Joe
The Good news was these were sitting on the front porch when I got home
We got home about 9:30.
(Sorry the pictures are sideways but I didn't have the best evening)
This happened at 4:30 pm. I called AAA and they took down all the info and said that they would call me with an eta. I made it very clear to them that I was on a 3 wheeled motorcycle and that I also had a pull behind trailer. I told her it was about as long as a full sized pick up truck and that I needed a flat bed. A short time later they called and said that a truck would be there in 30 minutes. 45 minutes later no truck so I call back and they said that the truck had come and they couldn't find me. Seems that the dispatcher was dyslexic and she had transposed the street number and the direction and she changed Blvd. to Pkwy. All of that put the truck about 20 miles south of where I was. Then she mentioned that the truck wouldn't have been big enough. She said wait and we will call you back with a new eta.
The auto shop people were very nice and they let us sit inside while we waited, it was 95 degrees outside, but it was closing time and they wanted to go home. We were getting nowhere with AAA, they insisted that my Spyder and RT-622 were too long for a flatbed, when the auto shop guy said he had a friend with a flatbed. He called his friend who came to the rescue. AAA finally called me at 7:45 to say that they had found a truck. :banghead:
While I was waiting for the wrecker I enjoyed a Diet Coke with Joe
The Good news was these were sitting on the front porch when I got home
(Sorry the pictures are sideways but I didn't have the best evening)
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