I just want to say thanks agiin for mine last time ..thanks dude..
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Guardian bells
- Thread starter BorgerBigDog
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No biggie man. Need a change up anyway.
Very stand up of you man! :2thumbs:
greybeard 59
Active Member
oh yeah ,been rollin with the bell since day one.:2thumbs:
Top1371
Active Member
Very cool of you man, I'll take one for the new Ridgeback!
RCAdd1ct
JAFO
OK. Sorry about this people. I am going to have to put this on hold.
I am sick. After I posted this I started running a fever. My fever ranges from 100- 103 depending on the day. I am trying to get to the DR tomorrow.
Head is pounding...almost migrain like.
Gunna heve to sign off this is not working well
I will start this back up when i can
I am sick. After I posted this I started running a fever. My fever ranges from 100- 103 depending on the day. I am trying to get to the DR tomorrow.
Head is pounding...almost migrain like.
Gunna heve to sign off this is not working well
I will start this back up when i can
Top1371
Active Member
No problem RC, hope you get to feeling better soon.
Sand Lap K-9
Member
Would very much like to have a Guardian Bell for my K-9 and will gladley return the favor. RC hope you get to feelin better soon. SL
The Legend of the Guardian Bell
Many years ago, on a cold December night, a crusty old biker was returning from a trip to Mexico with his saddlebags filled with toys and other assorted trinkets for the kids at a group home near where he worked.
As he rode along that night thinking how lucky he had been in life, having a loving riding partner that understood his need to roam the highways and to his trusty old pan that hadn’t let him down once in the many years they had shared the road together.
Well about 40 miles north of the border, in the high desert, lurked a small group of notorious little critters known as road gremlins. You know, the ones who always leave little obstacles like, one shoe, boards, and pieces of old tires on the road, and also dig those dreaded potholes for bikers to run over and crash, thus giving the road gremlins a chance to rejoice over their acts of evil.
Well, as the lone wolf of a biker rounded a curve that moonlit night, the gremlins ambushed him, causing him to crash to the asphalt and skid before coming to a stop next to one of his saddlebags that had broken free. As he lay there, unable to move, the road gremlins made their way towards him. Well, this biker, not being one to give up, started throwing things at the gremlins as they approached him. Finally, with nothing else to throw but a bell, he started ringing it in hopes to scare off the dirty little gremlins.
About a half a mile away, camped in the desert, were two bikers sitting around the campfire talking about their day’s ride, and the freedom of the wind blowing in their faces as they rode across this vast country. In the stillness of the night air they heard what sounded to them like church bells ringing, and upon investigating, found the old biker lying along the roadside with the gremlins about to get him. Needless to say, being part of the biker brotherhood, they preceded to ward off the gremlins until the last ran off into the night.
Being grateful to the two bikers, the old road dog offered to pay them for their help, but as all true bikers do, they refused to accept any type of payment from him. Not being one to let a good deed go unnoticed, the old biker cut two pieces of leather from his saddlebags tassels and tied a bell to each one. He then placed them on each of the biker’s motorcycles, as near to the ground as possible. The tired, old road warrior then told the two travelers that with those bells placed on their bikes, they would be protected from the road gremlins and that if ever in trouble, just ring the bell and a fellow biker will come to their aid.
So, whenever you see a biker with a bell, you know that he has been blessed with the most important thing in life—friendship from a fellow biker.
The Purpose of the Guardian® Bell
Many of us have heard the story about Evil Road Spirits. They are little gremlins that live on your bike. They love to ride, and they’re also responsible for most of your bike’s problems. Sometimes your turn signals refuse to work; your battery goes dead, the clutch needs adjustment, or any of several hundred things that can go wrong. These problems are caused by Evil Road Spirits.
Evil Road Spirits can’t live in the presence of the bell, because they get trapped in the hollow of the bell. Among other things, their hearing is supersensitive, so the constant ringing of the bell and the confined space drives them insane. They lose their grip and eventually fall to the roadway. Have you ever wondered how potholes are formed? The bell has served its purpose.
If you pick up a Guardian® Bell of your own, the magic will work, but if your bell is given to you, the power is doubled, and you know that somewhere you have a special friend helping to look after you.
So, if you have a friend who doesn’t have a bell, why not give them one? It’s a nice feeling for the recipient to know you care. The bell, plus a good preventive maintenance program by the bikes owner, will help eliminate Evil Road Spirits.
Polishing the Guardian® Bell
It has been a tradition among some of us for a long time to attach a brass bell to our left swing arm, to remember our brothers and sisters who have gone down riding.
It’s a small thing, but the reason a brass bell is chosen is that, as we ride, it gets dirty and tarnished. Every time we get down to wash and polish it, we are reminded of friends lost, and our thoughts turn to the meaning of being in the wind.
As we ride and hear the bell ring, we know that our brothers and sisters are riding with us, and how easy it would be to join them with a single mistake.
And maybe, just maybe, the next time a situation comes up; they will be there to help us...as long as we remember them by polishing the bell.
Many years ago, on a cold December night, a crusty old biker was returning from a trip to Mexico with his saddlebags filled with toys and other assorted trinkets for the kids at a group home near where he worked.
As he rode along that night thinking how lucky he had been in life, having a loving riding partner that understood his need to roam the highways and to his trusty old pan that hadn’t let him down once in the many years they had shared the road together.
Well about 40 miles north of the border, in the high desert, lurked a small group of notorious little critters known as road gremlins. You know, the ones who always leave little obstacles like, one shoe, boards, and pieces of old tires on the road, and also dig those dreaded potholes for bikers to run over and crash, thus giving the road gremlins a chance to rejoice over their acts of evil.
Well, as the lone wolf of a biker rounded a curve that moonlit night, the gremlins ambushed him, causing him to crash to the asphalt and skid before coming to a stop next to one of his saddlebags that had broken free. As he lay there, unable to move, the road gremlins made their way towards him. Well, this biker, not being one to give up, started throwing things at the gremlins as they approached him. Finally, with nothing else to throw but a bell, he started ringing it in hopes to scare off the dirty little gremlins.
About a half a mile away, camped in the desert, were two bikers sitting around the campfire talking about their day’s ride, and the freedom of the wind blowing in their faces as they rode across this vast country. In the stillness of the night air they heard what sounded to them like church bells ringing, and upon investigating, found the old biker lying along the roadside with the gremlins about to get him. Needless to say, being part of the biker brotherhood, they preceded to ward off the gremlins until the last ran off into the night.
Being grateful to the two bikers, the old road dog offered to pay them for their help, but as all true bikers do, they refused to accept any type of payment from him. Not being one to let a good deed go unnoticed, the old biker cut two pieces of leather from his saddlebags tassels and tied a bell to each one. He then placed them on each of the biker’s motorcycles, as near to the ground as possible. The tired, old road warrior then told the two travelers that with those bells placed on their bikes, they would be protected from the road gremlins and that if ever in trouble, just ring the bell and a fellow biker will come to their aid.
So, whenever you see a biker with a bell, you know that he has been blessed with the most important thing in life—friendship from a fellow biker.
The Purpose of the Guardian® Bell
Many of us have heard the story about Evil Road Spirits. They are little gremlins that live on your bike. They love to ride, and they’re also responsible for most of your bike’s problems. Sometimes your turn signals refuse to work; your battery goes dead, the clutch needs adjustment, or any of several hundred things that can go wrong. These problems are caused by Evil Road Spirits.
Evil Road Spirits can’t live in the presence of the bell, because they get trapped in the hollow of the bell. Among other things, their hearing is supersensitive, so the constant ringing of the bell and the confined space drives them insane. They lose their grip and eventually fall to the roadway. Have you ever wondered how potholes are formed? The bell has served its purpose.
If you pick up a Guardian® Bell of your own, the magic will work, but if your bell is given to you, the power is doubled, and you know that somewhere you have a special friend helping to look after you.
So, if you have a friend who doesn’t have a bell, why not give them one? It’s a nice feeling for the recipient to know you care. The bell, plus a good preventive maintenance program by the bikes owner, will help eliminate Evil Road Spirits.
Polishing the Guardian® Bell
It has been a tradition among some of us for a long time to attach a brass bell to our left swing arm, to remember our brothers and sisters who have gone down riding.
It’s a small thing, but the reason a brass bell is chosen is that, as we ride, it gets dirty and tarnished. Every time we get down to wash and polish it, we are reminded of friends lost, and our thoughts turn to the meaning of being in the wind.
As we ride and hear the bell ring, we know that our brothers and sisters are riding with us, and how easy it would be to join them with a single mistake.
And maybe, just maybe, the next time a situation comes up; they will be there to help us...as long as we remember them by polishing the bell.
RCAdd1ct
JAFO
Ok. I am signing on for the first time in a while.
I ended up having double pneumonia and it is still kicking my ass.
X-rays showed clean, but when they did a CT scan it showed up in both lungs.
I was in the hospital from Dec 11th until late Dec 20th. They started me off in isolation as they thought I might have Flu (regular and H1N1) and pneumonia. I could not breath. I was on 100% O2 for 5 days and at one point they a were going to put me on a ventilator.
I was in ICU for several (three or four) of those days once they ruled out Flu and HIV.
If you ever watch the show "House", I lived it. It sux. They threw every antibiotic known at it. This had bad side effects (rashes and bleeding). I hate being sick. I lost almost 20 pounds and I still cannot sleep a full night without meds.
I have no energy. It takes me an hour to get enough energy to move around after a shower.
So as far as the Bells go they are here, but they are still on hold until I can get enough energy to finish this stuff out. I tried pulling the bike off the side stand and couldn't.
I am rambling, sorry. :bang:
So I am still here and I hope all of you are doing OK.
Ride safe,
RCA
I ended up having double pneumonia and it is still kicking my ass.
X-rays showed clean, but when they did a CT scan it showed up in both lungs.
I was in the hospital from Dec 11th until late Dec 20th. They started me off in isolation as they thought I might have Flu (regular and H1N1) and pneumonia. I could not breath. I was on 100% O2 for 5 days and at one point they a were going to put me on a ventilator.
I was in ICU for several (three or four) of those days once they ruled out Flu and HIV.
If you ever watch the show "House", I lived it. It sux. They threw every antibiotic known at it. This had bad side effects (rashes and bleeding). I hate being sick. I lost almost 20 pounds and I still cannot sleep a full night without meds.
I have no energy. It takes me an hour to get enough energy to move around after a shower.
So as far as the Bells go they are here, but they are still on hold until I can get enough energy to finish this stuff out. I tried pulling the bike off the side stand and couldn't.
I am rambling, sorry. :bang:
So I am still here and I hope all of you are doing OK.
Ride safe,
RCA
get better soon.... best wishes
hollywoodjohnny
Banned
Always, never ride without one !, my wife bought mine & Chopper Dave in my opinion yours is way high, you don't want a gremlin that high up your dog, just an opinion brother
Here is a crap load of guadian bells to choose from if interested.
Guadian bell Link
Guardian Bell, great deals
Guadian bell Link
Guardian Bell, great deals
barhopper
Another round please
Wow,Always, never ride without one !, my wife bought mine & Chopper Dave in my opinion yours is way high, you don't want a gremlin that high up your dog, just an opinion brother
it takes balls to call someone out, newbie, on the placement of the bell that someone thought enough of to give them one. Enough said.