I almost always stop. I helped a lady 4 hours from.my house put a belt on her Taurus in 100* weather. I did pass a dude up otw to rocker box but there was gobs of fast traffic and I was in the far lane with a bike that isn't legal in WI due to no blinkers.
Broke down heading out to Dallas yesterday, I found out the problem but didn't have all the tools to fix it but was making by with what I had when I guy rolled up with his old lady. Hopped off his bike and told me he didn't really know shit but had a bunch of tools, I told him that was perfect if he didn't mind lending a hand. We got it back running in no time, chatted for a while and I believe we all had a good time.
Moral of the story it to always stop, even if all he had was an extra set of hands I'd have been able to get it up much quicker. I've definitely had some good times on the side of the road, some of them with guys on here
I think alot of it depends where you at..Here close to Cincy OH, Some prick and his buddy was doin the "hood up-buddy in the weeds w a club" bit, And bout beat some dude to death for like 18 bucks, So ya know that makes the average Joe leary. On the other hand, When I lived on a gravel road in rural GA, If ya didnt wave when a passer by waved out at your mailbox, Folks turned around to see if you were allright! But to get back to the subject, Many places-If you have a beard,ink,long hair, And to be on a bike.....Forget it
In the military it happens too. Everyone walks around calling each other "Brother" but they're the first ones to "acquire" gear from you when your back is turned or blame you for their mistakes. There's but a few that I would come close to calling "Brother" and those are the guys that have already proven that they have my back.
When I pulled up to the base gate on my bike, one morning, the guy behind me told me tail light was out. After going through I pulled over to try to fix it so I wouldn't get run over or get hassled by the MP's. It wasn't anything special, just the grounding wire broke off. While fixing it I get passed by at least a hundred cars, people who are suppose to be my fellow Soldiers, and the only one that stopped is a friend, a true Brother, from my unit that also rides.
It's too bad that the neighborly feeling of helping people has gone.
I usually stop, unless I'm legitimately in a hurry to someplace I've gotta be (like I'm running late for work or some shit and don't want to risk losing my job finding out if you need a hand).
It's just the way it should be. It's good fuckin' karma, too.
Back in the 70's a buddy and I were heading from 29 Palms to Bakersfield, CA (my home) for the weekend, we were riding 2 up on his bike after I wrecked my sporty. Outside Edwards AFB we had a flat, going 65, at about 11 at night. It was DARK!!! The second vehicle we saw stopped. It was a dude in the air force stationed at the base. We put the bike in the back, he dropped the bike off at the base shop, and us at the transient barracks, got rolling first thing in the morning. I guess that's not the first time the USAF helped out a couple jarheads. Then in 95 when my wife and I were on the way from Indiana to California we ran out of gas after making a wrong turn. At least we got back on the main road before we ran out of gas. My wife was 6 months pregnant so I left her in the Bronco grabbed a gas can out of the back and started walking. Middle of the night in the desert and some old timer in a beat up pickup stopped, picked me up and headed right back to the truck after telling me "It ain't safe out here no more" He dumped a 5 gallon can in the Bronco for me and wouldn't even take money for the gas. So if you're at the side of the road and I pass by, we will get to talk! I never pass people at the side of the road except when I'm on my 2.4 mile commute to work and I usually only see company vehicles broken down then. I will at least stop and ask if they need a cell phone if it's not a company truck (I work in the oilfields so all company trucks have a 2way radio and most guys have a company cell). ALWAYS help others, you never know when god's watchin' and he don't like ugly actions!
Last summer my friends' Shovel lost its ignition time, we sat on the side of the road 3 hours trying to retime it. We had a cell-phone, we were in no hurry and was kinda cool trying to get the bitch running again with our limited tools.
I think 5-6 people stopped and asked if we were ok; most were older people in Pick-ups, 1 biker stopped, 1 biker whose ol lady passed us in a car, she went home and told him, he got back in the car and drove 10 miles back to see if we needed help..
I have always stopped or at least slowed down and made sure no one needed help..
What exactly does stopping to help someone on the side of the road have to do with brotherhood? Would you also invite that person into your home, offer him food, clothing, the last of your cash, another bike to use for a couple of weeks while that one was being repaired, give him the keys to your house and truck for as long as they need, leave them alone with you kids and family?
I find it hilarious that some of the people on here claiming brotherhood are the same ones that rag on others for what they ride or because they have swastikas on their bike, or ask a noobie question, or do not use the search button first, didn't build their own ride, or actually are in a club and know what real brotherhood is.
Stopping to help someone has absolutely nothing to do with brotherhood.