dcarver
Well-known member
My last trip was to Death Valley . The primary lesson learned was that you worry about is least likely to happen. I was worried about 6 hours slogging in the rain. I got 30 minutes worth. I was worried about snow over Tehachapi pass. It wasn't enough to even cloud the shield. I had no worries about eating at Denny's yet that was what caused the most grief. See the pattern here? The true concerns were *not* what I initially fretted about.
The biggest moment of concern was when, on the way home, at Tehachapi, my riding partner, Toecutter, went missing.
Scenario - I still ain't right; not feeling complete from the poisoning at Denny's. It's getting 'duskish' and I seem to always press hard about then. Call it the homing instinct, but when the sun lays low in the afternoon sky, I *always* find my self working hard to find the roost, even though I know better.
So it was that late afternoon as we headed west bound on CA 178 over Lake Isabella. I was running point, with ToeCutter running wingman.
Now then, let me explain about ToeCutter. He's a thinking rider, all the time. Never seen him with ruffled feathers. He can lead or follow. When running wingman, Toe always stays in sight, not too close, not too far behind. He's the consummate rider.
So I was immediately concerned, worried, WTFO, when I checked my mirrors and did not see him anywhere as we approached the west end of 178 prior to dropping down into the central valley.
What to do next, I wondered? My riding partner, my good friend, has vanished. No 2-way radio, didn't see any signals, just gone.
What would you do?
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Lessons Learned
Well, that's it. I'm done with this. Just wanted to share. I learned my lessons, here's hoping some of this makes sense to you too.
The biggest moment of concern was when, on the way home, at Tehachapi, my riding partner, Toecutter, went missing.
Scenario - I still ain't right; not feeling complete from the poisoning at Denny's. It's getting 'duskish' and I seem to always press hard about then. Call it the homing instinct, but when the sun lays low in the afternoon sky, I *always* find my self working hard to find the roost, even though I know better.
So it was that late afternoon as we headed west bound on CA 178 over Lake Isabella. I was running point, with ToeCutter running wingman.
Now then, let me explain about ToeCutter. He's a thinking rider, all the time. Never seen him with ruffled feathers. He can lead or follow. When running wingman, Toe always stays in sight, not too close, not too far behind. He's the consummate rider.
So I was immediately concerned, worried, WTFO, when I checked my mirrors and did not see him anywhere as we approached the west end of 178 prior to dropping down into the central valley.
What to do next, I wondered? My riding partner, my good friend, has vanished. No 2-way radio, didn't see any signals, just gone.
What would you do?
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- I stopped in a safe place on the roadway, well off from the cages and trucks, and waited, for approx 5 - 8 minutes.
- Called his cell phone.
- Not seeing Toe, I crossed the highway when no traffic was present, and backtracked to the last exit
- I rode past every restaurant, gas station, etc. along the main drag. ****, what happens if I'm off the hi way, and he gets back on? So I was careful to try and spot the freeway as much as possible while I was on the parallel business route.
- I started to try and recall, exactly, confidentantly, the last place I saw him in the rear view mirrors
- I then backtracked to that point, found a safe U'ie zone, and slowy rode in the original direction, looking over the cliff for the 'Old Michael' trick
- Not seeing anything, called ToeCutter back on cell phone.
- Decided the best thing to do was to keep heading in the original direction (home), then stop at the well-known gas station at the bottom of hill. All this time the stomach is churning and I'm fearing the worst
- Get to the Chevron station, call Toe on cellie again. No answer.
- Call KaitsDad, but my cell phone battery is very low. Ask KaitsDad to look on thread, find ToeCutter's SPOT page, see if he's still moving. Did he turn off route for some reason?
- While waiting for KaitsDad to return my call (low cell phone batt), I pull out the map and realize ******, Bob had most likely turned off to head north on a little 2-lane road he had talked about earlier.
- Call KaitsDad back to say 'emergency over', I'm a dumb phuck.
- After arriving home ToeCutter calls to say 'all is good' and 'I flashed my Solteks at you, you didn't see the signs ahead of you light up?'
Lessons Learned
- Always have the capability to charge your cell phone from the bike while in route. It was horrible to have a low bat condition limiting phone conversation length.
- Two way radios and bike to bike communication is really cool. ToeCutter had problems with his radio, so we never established the link.
- Listen more and talk less. Toe had stated he might take the alt highway to get back home. I recall thinking, 'yeah, got it' without ever looking that hiway up on map. I had no clue the junction was where it was, I was thinking it was waaay further west than it actually is.
- Have a good life-line, like KaitsDad, to help you out. I can't tell you how relived I was when he answered the phone and was *immediately* engaged to find Toe's Spot page, see if he was still moving or not.
- Don't be afraid to care - Toe is a good friend, and I care about his health and well being. When he went 'missing' I was like a dog who had lost his best friend. It took alot for me to say 'he's ok, just keep going home', and I was formulating a complete Emergency Response Plan should KaitsDad had said the SPOT wasn't tracking progress.
- It would be very cool to have a netbook or iPhone to quickly find out SPOT progress. I had to call, and KaitsDad was hunting down over what, 12 pages of postings, trying to find the link to Toe's SPOT page. Let others know your SPOT url -
- ??? What do you say? What would you do?
Well, that's it. I'm done with this. Just wanted to share. I learned my lessons, here's hoping some of this makes sense to you too.