I'm psoting it on here since it involves my bike but I guess it could be placed elsewhere...cuz it's mostly about ME!!!
It started out at 7:00am when my buddy and I went to pick up a load of firewood to take to the REZ...got home and decided to unload some of it inot my truck so his isn't overflowing...that trip is a whole nuther story...
I get home and decide to take my bike to the shop to let them do the fork seals, while there check the front brakes for leaks cuz they're soaked...Now, I have (had...since removed) a tool box in my truck bed which made me have to rest the rear end of the bike on the tail gate. I figured this is a very short drive (less than 1 mile) NO PROBLEM right???. I drop the gate, place my POS plank ramp against the gate and proceed to load the bike. I am alone mind you so I have placed a step stool next to the ramp to help me get up into the bed
. I get the front end into the bed, I'm on the top step but can't keep the momentum going so I struggle with it and manage to get it in. I lean it over so I can get all the way up into the bed. I stand it up...I step back onto the gate just when 
the cables decide to snap!!!!
I drop down onto the ground, bike falls over and halfway out of the bed. I land on my feet but slam my knee and thigh into the gate. I limp around 
cursing and mumbling all kinds of obscenities...I finally compose myself, place the ramp against the NOW drooping gate 
, get in the truck and lower the bike onto the ground. Now that I can't rest the rear end on the gate, I decide to go ahead and remove the tool box...uneventful process WOO...HOOO 
. WIth that out of the way I can now place the POS ramp agasint the truck. The reason I call it a POS ramp is because I had mounted (screwed) a piece of sheetmetal onto the end so it could act as a "lip" and hod onto wheatever surface it is placed onto. GREAT IDEA HUH??? but I neglected to use bolts thru with nuts on the opposite side, instead I used wood screws...
. I get the bike loaded, tie downs are hooked on but not tight. I step onto the ramp with my right foot and just as I raise my left foot the metal piece comes off...it comes the F off, the ramp slides backwards with me on it once again...slamming to the ground. All my wieght is on my right foot, my ankle takes all the force I think it's broken. I limp around yelling explitives and cursing like a trucker into the garage... I grab a cold beer, lean against the workbench, down the beer, re-compose myself ...now that I have calmed my nerves I finish tightening the straps and proceeed to the shop...I drop off the bike without incident......I get home park my truck, go into he house to mop the floor as I promised my wife I would (now with a limp)...I mop myself right out the back door so I go around to the garage and notice the front tire is flat...W...T...F did I do to deserve ALL of this CRAP?????? I take the tire off and see if it's due to a nail or ? but NOOOOO it is due to a crack in the side wall as was shown to me by my son (the local tire guy) just the weekend before when he was changing my oil. He says, Dad you're going to need tires pretty soon, see these little cracks by the treads "all the way around"? ...UH HUH...well, they may appear to be small but they CAN cause a problem. Well, he was right. I go to get some tires...get the tire guy discount . The only way THAT's going to happen is by paying cash and he goes to The tire warehouse to get them, BUT it's late and they're close AND are closed on Sundays. We can take of it on Monday right???...ok. I go into his work this morning to have the lugs tightened on the spare and while there I'm thinking I can at least get some price...nope CAN'T , warehouse is closed can't even get a quote but did get a guesstimate....What in Theeee HELL did I do for ALL this SHeeeZILE to happen in one stinken day??????
How as your day......
It started out at 7:00am when my buddy and I went to pick up a load of firewood to take to the REZ...got home and decided to unload some of it inot my truck so his isn't overflowing...that trip is a whole nuther story...
I get home and decide to take my bike to the shop to let them do the fork seals, while there check the front brakes for leaks cuz they're soaked...Now, I have (had...since removed) a tool box in my truck bed which made me have to rest the rear end of the bike on the tail gate. I figured this is a very short drive (less than 1 mile) NO PROBLEM right???. I drop the gate, place my POS plank ramp against the gate and proceed to load the bike. I am alone mind you so I have placed a step stool next to the ramp to help me get up into the bed
. I get the front end into the bed, I'm on the top step but can't keep the momentum going so I struggle with it and manage to get it in. I lean it over so I can get all the way up into the bed. I stand it up...I step back onto the gate just when the cables decide to snap!!!!I drop down onto the ground, bike falls over and halfway out of the bed. I land on my feet but slam my knee and thigh into the gate. I limp around cursing and mumbling all kinds of obscenities...I finally compose myself, place the ramp against the NOW drooping gate , get in the truck and lower the bike onto the ground. Now that I can't rest the rear end on the gate, I decide to go ahead and remove the tool box...uneventful process WOO...HOOO . WIth that out of the way I can now place the POS ramp agasint the truck. The reason I call it a POS ramp is because I had mounted (screwed) a piece of sheetmetal onto the end so it could act as a "lip" and hod onto wheatever surface it is placed onto. GREAT IDEA HUH??? but I neglected to use bolts thru with nuts on the opposite side, instead I used wood screws.... I get the bike loaded, tie downs are hooked on but not tight. I step onto the ramp with my right foot and just as I raise my left foot the metal piece comes off...it comes the F off, the ramp slides backwards with me on it once again...slamming to the ground. All my wieght is on my right foot, my ankle takes all the force I think it's broken. I limp around yelling explitives and cursing like a trucker into the garage... I grab a cold beer, lean against the workbench, down the beer, re-compose myself ...now that I have calmed my nerves I finish tightening the straps and proceeed to the shop...I drop off the bike without incident......I get home park my truck, go into he house to mop the floor as I promised my wife I would (now with a limp)...I mop myself right out the back door so I go around to the garage and notice the front tire is flat...W...T...F did I do to deserve ALL of this CRAP?????? I take the tire off and see if it's due to a nail or ? but NOOOOO it is due to a crack in the side wall as was shown to me by my son (the local tire guy) just the weekend before when he was changing my oil. He says, Dad you're going to need tires pretty soon, see these little cracks by the treads "all the way around"? ...UH HUH...well, they may appear to be small but they CAN cause a problem. Well, he was right. I go to get some tires...get the tire guy discount . The only way THAT's going to happen is by paying cash and he goes to The tire warehouse to get them, BUT it's late and they're close AND are closed on Sundays. We can take of it on Monday right???...ok. I go into his work this morning to have the lugs tightened on the spare and while there I'm thinking I can at least get some price...nope CAN'T , warehouse is closed can't even get a quote but did get a guesstimate....What in Theeee HELL did I do for ALL this SHeeeZILE to happen in one stinken day??????How as your day......
Sorry, but wow!
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...ya just have to visualise this one! Standing on the tailgate facing the cab when the gate drops...kind of like a trap door...THEN standing on the ramp facing the other way when the ramp decides to slide away from the truck...
