I'll bite. Two moments come to mind. First bike - a Kawasaki Spectre (750cc), which I bought used from a friend. One afternoon, I pulled up to the side of a convenience store and put my left foot down, didn't think much about it. Only problem was that the asphalt was slanted down and away from the building. By the time my foot was on the ground, the bike was leaning too far over and down I went. With embarrassment-fueled superstrength, I yanked the bike back up, hopped back on, and off I went. Didn't even bother going into the store. That was a little more than twenty years ago.

More recently, I was on a ferry crossing the Wisconsin River. I pulled up alone, but found myself at the head of a group of bikers from Milwaukee who rolled up just behind me. We had a nice conversation crossing the river, and before too long we were at the other side and the ramp was down. I hit the throttle thinking I had left the bike in first gear (as I normally do). Forgot I'd shifted it into neutral after I'd boarded the ferry. New Rush exhaust w/ 2.0" baffles. 100+ decibels; zero miles per hour. Feeling all the eyes on me and wanting to get the hell outta there, I shifted into first gear and hit the throttle again. Probably should have taken that deep mental breath first, I guess; I goosed it a little too much and did a mini-burner right there on the boat. A few seconds later I was up on the pavement and a hundred feet in front of everybody else. I decided against the graceful recovery and just kept on a-goin'...

Well it wasn't really embarrassing since no one saw, but it was one of those really stupid things. A couple weeks ago I was changing my brakes and when I lowered the lift I forgot to put the kickstand down. When the lift went down the bike just fell over... luckily not toward me though.

OK, I did another dumb one - imagine that. Now normally my bike is pulled forward in the garage and on the side so I just back it out. But this past weekend hubby had worked on my bike so it was turned around and in the middle of the garage. My hubby has his garage set up with a tv, a couch, a floor lamp and a throw rug between the tv and couch. He was sitting on the couch with a friend and I was heading to the store on the bike. Since the bike was out of position hubby waved me though between the tv and the couch. I decided to be a show off and go a little fast but the back tire spun pulling the rug out throwing the floor lamp up in the air.

I just kept on going waving over my shoulder as I left. But when I got home the jokes started... and haven't stopped yet

You are a very entertaining young lady. Maybe you should take you bike and go on tour :)

I took off with my steering still locked and bit it in front of a sporting goods store. This happened after I accidentally kicked the rear blinker light with my boot heel as I mounted the bike. I completely forgot about locking the steering and was embarrassed because everyone saw me break the blinker so I was in a hurry...what a clumsy putz. That was 25 years ago on my little Honda Rebel.

it was a long time ago... i was rollin down main street in Buffalo N.Y. i pulled up at a light and this cute little blonde was sittin there in one of those little fiat sports care. i threw her a big ol smile and forgot to put my feet down... yea you guessed it she was laughing so hard she missed the light as i picked myself and the shovel back up lol

Was retaking the basic course after bein' off of bikes for a while (ok, a long while). Anyway, was runnin' throught the slow speed turns and all and the little bike started to lean. Went to put my foot down to catch it and my jeans hung on the foot peg. Remember the show Laugh In? With the dude on the tricycle stopping and falling over? Well, I'm told it kinda looked like that.

I went in Wally World one day. Bikers usually pull up near the door on the concrete near the basket loading section. Came out , a crotch rocket club had surrounded my baby soooo close I could barely get on. they were all standing there as if to intimidate me. So I was going to pull a trick. On late model FI Harleys turn key on, roll over with injection kill off then turn injection on, well mine grenades. After the car alarms stopped, the bros quit running,the little old ladies got out from under thier cars and the security guard quit chewing my arse out, me don do dat no mo.

Or is it vice versa? Never can remember the thing I do cause it wont roll over the way I explained it.

As anew rider I still have plenty of dumb things, but earlier this summer , we went to my son's, He lives in a very , very small town, I thought what a great place to learn to start on a hill and practice turning, hardly any traffic. The second time at a certain stop sign, I stopped and was a little too close to the edge of the road, there was a little slope and the bike just started leaning, and over I went. That was bad enough, good grief , dropped sitting still, But the only traffic we saw that day was the people sitting at the other stop sign. And of course the man who worked with my son who was working in his yard. The couple was very nice and stopped to make sure I was ok. Only hurt my pride. The sporty has since been lowered so I can reach the ground better.

Back in the early eighties I had a friend of mine jump on back of my 920 Virago. We were draggin main street like we did back in the day, also it was okay for two dudes to ride together back then. We pulled up to a light and I thought it would be funny to get the front tire off the ground a little. I guess I got a little whiskey throttle going and we rode a wheelie for about half a block with my buddys feet under my arms and his head almost scraping pavement. Scared the crap out of us! Everyone else got a good laugh though............

I'm ridin' to a party at a friend's house. I got my beer cooler on top of my leather saddle bag, I got my tent on the other saddle bag. I got my guitar strapped to the sissybar/bitch pad. I'm in the lane headin' to the barn. Everyone is standing outside on the dude's deck waving. I wave back. Apparently the dude just put some fresh (thick) gravel in front of the barn. My bike just sinks and over I go. Someone yells out, "SAFE"!!!!!! O.K. not too embarrassing but I ain't admitting to anything else.


Peace

I had another one the other day, I was on my way home and my bike started up got going down the road and the bike died... I looked to see if I had forgotten the petcock in the off position, nope it was on and I checked my oil to make sure my engine cease up. Nope it was just fine as well, then it hit me, check the fuel tank! Yep ran out of gas. Lol. Well I shook the bike around ( to get more fuel into the engine) and sure enough it started right up after I pushed it 1/4 mile before I checked it). I had to push it into the station.

The guy in his car asks, "Did you run out of gas?"

I told him, "no I got tired of it pushing me around I wanted to see how it felt doing it for the bike". He left in a hurry.

I saw some one do that years ago and it always stuck in my mind that is why I carry a small crushed soda (pop) can under my seat.

A buddy of mine was getting rid of some saddle bags so I told him I would take them. Strapped them to the bike and went riding over to the small town on the other side of the bridge. Going down main street in summer traffic and took advantage of an chance to speed up. Hit a pot hole just hard enough to make all the contents of one of the bags jump up-out and on-to the pavement. Ended up pulling the bike to the side of the road and spent the next 5 mins running back and forth in traffic picking up my shit. Now i check and recheck that everything is snapped, zipped or attached.

When in Arizona I NEVER go anywhere without something to go under the jiffy stand... One of the riders I was with had his embarrassing moment when his bike was tilted a little more than usual and his jiffy stand was buried up to the halfway point!

I don't carry a soda can, but I do have one of those plastic freebee discs you can pick up at bike rallies now and then.

I do have a friend with about 15 bikes, and one day last summer I noticed a few he had out in the driveway were starting to sink. So, I grabbed a few cans out of his trash and placed them as needed. Those flattened cans are STILL kickin around in his garage and on the edge of his driveway.

Classy look, I gotta say. LOL

Drinking beer, putting up stand and then kick starting my old harley. Fell down in front of a bunch of friends. Moral of story, don't drink and drive.