Riding home on the last 100 miles of a 1000 mile trip home from visiting my son in July 2013, I passed this bike, with a woman at the controls, on I-25 - I was running about 80 and she was putting along in the right lane about 45 or 50 mph. When I approached it from behind, I thought sheet ! That's a LOT of crapola loaded on that bike. A few minutes later, I pulled off to get gas about 20 miles south of Albuquerque. After gassing up and drinking a bottle of Gatorade, I was about to climb back on my bike when the pulled into the gas station. When she hit that small bump where the parking lot meets the street, all of that sheet on her bike toppled over the back onto the driveway and got drug up to gas pump by what looked like 50 bungee cords. I stuck around and helped her load it back up on the bike. It was a couple hundred pounds of stuff stuffed into duffle bags and tarps, some of it WAY oversized. AND she didn't have a sissy bar on the bike, nothing but the seat and a tiny luggage rack. It had nothing vertical to stabilize the load or to tie things to. 6 foot bungee cords hooked under one side of the seat, went strait up and over the top of the load, then straight down and strapped to the other side of the seat. I let her know that what she was doing was extremely dangerous and that on her trip up from El Paso to Albuquerque, she was lucky she hadn't caused an accident. She didn't appreciate my opinion and tied things back down the best she could then headed on down the road.....
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