POLL: Buzzed while riding, ever, honest?

[Hyper1]

Never again, just like that music, it was just too damned irresponsible, and besides, used up 8 of my 9 lives, I'm careful now, after all, age does comes with some wisdom

[metalhead]

Maybe half a dozen times over the years I would ride after ONE beer. But never more than that. Alcohol and bikes just do not mix well in my opine.

Also, back in the day, I burned one before going out for a local stroll on the backroads. I made it about 200 yards. Kept falling over. It's hard to keep a bike upright at 4 mph.

[mountainrider]

It wasn't all bad "working" around classes at Volunteer Motorcycle sales, but there was definitely an excess of buffoonery. My schedule didn't always permit me to be there for the daily Close of Business ceremonies, but it did often enough to frequently tempt the hand of God.

This was the daily ritual. The usual suspects arrived after they got off work and a new pint of Early Times was opened. Everyone bought a bottle (remember those) of Coca Cola from the vending machine, stood in a circle and told social lies while passing the hooch. Once the joy juice expired, our 22 pistols were emptied at targets placed on the service department's lead lined back wall. Wait...Here comes the Really Stupid part.

I would then fire up my clipon and rearset equipped combat commando and enjoy its fine handling and abundant torque on the windiest roads I could find that led back to the student ghetto in which I resided. Bizzare that anyone this disrespectful of life and limb should be here 36 years later to testify to this lunacy...isn't it?

What made me finally see the light and not just step into it? Anyone remember Streaking?

Our tradtional Sunday Deals Gap ride had a surprise in store for us. It was supposed to end at the Roman Room as it always did. Food would be eaten and beer would be taken to the bikes parked on "The Strip". This really enhanced the joy of ogling UT's coeds gone wild. A major traffic jam prevented us from making the turn onto Cumberland Avenue as we returned from the mountains that evening. We simply navigated around it to the pub's back parking lot.

The entire Student Body lined the street, top of the buildings or hung from lamp posts. Drunken and naked 20'ish girls were atop parade floats comprised of snarled cars. Sadly, some really ugly looking guys spoiled the view a bit when they joined the fun. Now, I would not have called my riding pal ugly at this point. After he back-flipped his Norton later that evening while pulling a buck ass naked wheelie? Yep! Had we over indulged prior to this. Definitely! Could it have been me? Maybe, but fortunatly he thought of it first.

The next morning a horrible stench startled my eyes wide open. All I could see was a blindingly bright silver until my hand wiped the dew from my face shield. I had spent the night with my commando between my legs and lying on its side in the front yard of the antebelum era house/student apartment building in which I flopped. Visiting my friend later that day sobered me up.

I still have "Hey ya'll watch this" moments on 2 wheels, but I can no longer blame them on alcohol.

[spyvito]

Not recommended. I have ridden with a buzz many years ago when younger and less experienced. Lived to warn you about it.

[QTip]

No drinking when I ride here...I have too much to lose.

[jcasella]

HAd someone bring a few beers by work at closing and would not take no for an answer so had 2 and drove 2 miles home, never again, will not even smell it when on bike. Could not believe how uncoordinated it made me feel on 2 wheels Way different than a cage)..

[Desmo_Demon]

During my 20's I was known to partake in several beverages above and beyond the legal limit and still ride. Fortunately, I was riding a slow slug of a bike. I barely remember once leaving a strip club so drunk that the next day I only remembered about two miles of the 25+ mile ride home. After switching to sportbikes, I did a couple of bike nights at a place less than five miles from the house and discovered that when intoxicated, I liked to speed far too much and too often on the sportbikes.

Over the last seven or eight years, I practically will not touch anything if riding. The only time I may have a drink is after a hard day of riding and we stop at the Mexican restaurant. I may have a big Dos Equis with my meal and then gingerly ride the three miles to the house on the fairly straight, country back roads at the speed limit. I've never ridden if on anything other than alcohol....I could tell an interesting story about a night while in the band when I smoked some of Grandma's Mo-Jo and drove the band van (E350 box van) back home.

[snlsmith]

My rule is absolutely no alcohol when I am riding the bike. Generally the same rule when driving, but very occasionally may have one.

[Suigeneris]

I really frown upon it but, every year at laguna seca I end up riding back to the hotel from cannery row with a smile on my face.

[ncgt1000]

In the distant past - OH YEAH! Woke up numerous times with the bike in the garage and me thinking I was lucky to have a machine that knew the way home, cause I don't remember riding here!

Now - Nope. I'm the household DD. Won't do that again, ever.