Motorcycle Adventures: Stranded Twice in One Week

“If it werent for bad luck wed have no luck at all.” These lyrics from the Hee-Haw jingle, “Gloom, Despair, and Agony” is what came to mind at midnight one Saturday while stranded on the side of Highway 84 with my husband, Doug. It was very dark and I could hear myself laughing despite the circumstances. Who wouldve thought wed be stranded twice in a week!

From Harley Chick to Indian Motorcycle Chieftain Rider

WRN reader Marilyn DeMartini, a self-described “Harley Biker Chick,” rode the bike, wore the clothes, belonged to HOG (Harley-Davidson Owner’s Group) and bought into the brand. She loved black leather, the rumble of pipes, and the chortle of a carbureted engine. She wanted more of the same—in a big bagger.

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