Clovis
Sun Oct 23rd, 2011, 05:11 PM
Today was pretty much the official "last day" of the 2011 riding season (excluding our winter riders).
After an entire season of fun times with zero tickets, I finally got pinched for speeding.
Fremont County on Hwy 50 just east of Coaldale. I saw him come around a corner and slowed down but it was too late. He kept going so I thought I was okay until a minute or two later when he was behind me. Uh oh.
Sheriff: What's the speed limit here?
Me: (Honestly I wasn't sure). Uhh is it 55?
Sheriff: No, try again
Me: How about 65? (Hopeful)
Sheriff: No, it's 50. I got a you at 80mph on radar.
After I gave him my license, reg and insurance he had me pull around the corner to a large parking area so we weren't doing this on the side of the road.
I apologized for the speeding and asked for a warning in lieu of a ticket (fat chance, but it never hurts to ask). He told me "Ohhh, not for that speed".
He did cut me a break though so I could mail in the ticket versus an automatic court appearance.
The kicker was when he asked me to promise I wouldn't speed anymore and I could only say "Ohh, come on now, that's like asking a sinner to promise not to sin!"
After that we started joking around and talking about motorcycles for another 10 minutes (he just recently sold his Goldwing). Turns out I met him briefly last Sunday on my way back from Taos (there was a accident that had traffic blocked so I struck up a conversation while I was waiting for the okay to pass).
Really cool Sheriff with a sense of humor, even though the fine is the same as a new set of tires.
Aside from the ticket, it was a great day for riding. A little cold going up Monarch but fairly warm everywhere else.
-Clovis
After an entire season of fun times with zero tickets, I finally got pinched for speeding.
Fremont County on Hwy 50 just east of Coaldale. I saw him come around a corner and slowed down but it was too late. He kept going so I thought I was okay until a minute or two later when he was behind me. Uh oh.
Sheriff: What's the speed limit here?
Me: (Honestly I wasn't sure). Uhh is it 55?
Sheriff: No, try again
Me: How about 65? (Hopeful)
Sheriff: No, it's 50. I got a you at 80mph on radar.
After I gave him my license, reg and insurance he had me pull around the corner to a large parking area so we weren't doing this on the side of the road.
I apologized for the speeding and asked for a warning in lieu of a ticket (fat chance, but it never hurts to ask). He told me "Ohhh, not for that speed".
He did cut me a break though so I could mail in the ticket versus an automatic court appearance.
The kicker was when he asked me to promise I wouldn't speed anymore and I could only say "Ohh, come on now, that's like asking a sinner to promise not to sin!"
After that we started joking around and talking about motorcycles for another 10 minutes (he just recently sold his Goldwing). Turns out I met him briefly last Sunday on my way back from Taos (there was a accident that had traffic blocked so I struck up a conversation while I was waiting for the okay to pass).
Really cool Sheriff with a sense of humor, even though the fine is the same as a new set of tires.
Aside from the ticket, it was a great day for riding. A little cold going up Monarch but fairly warm everywhere else.
-Clovis