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I put another bit at the end of the story and a new link with the crazy Müllers Have a look and laugh. I know it´s in German but even so you´ll laugh.
After reading the story with the canonball race I thought you may like my little story about another mad run.
I never thought about the reactions from all the people who heard of the story.
I am a Honda dealer here in the BlackForest which is roughly near Stuttgart since more then 12 years and never had so much response to an event we made (and the run was never planed as an event) Well when we got second in a 4 Hours Moped offroad race people laughed too and gave us their respect
The little Zoomer story made it in several newspapers and even in one of your US magazines, on an motorcycle exhibition i had to reload the little thing and we had to tell about the trip. Even a local racing team had not so many listeners and many people came to our stall afterwards to get mor details.
I do ride motorcycles my whole life but apard from a crossing on CX 500 C through Australia I had never so much fun as on the trip with the scooter.
I seen most of Europe on two wheels, did twice Australia on two wheels, Did twice England and Scotland on a 50cc Zündapp Moped, 8 Elephant Winter Rallies and and and.
To be honest I hated scooters till I had a bad accident on a Racebike. In hospital I thought and thought how I could ride with broken ribs and broken hand and i found out that Automatic scooters are the only bike I can ride, so I came to the scooter. Started with the Bali, then the Pantheon and when the Zoomer came out I fell in love with it. (on the second sight) Now you can read what followed and I hope the story will continue one day but I do promise nothing.
Have fun
Mike

Hello I´m new in here.
I think I have a funny story for you.
My name is Mike and I live in Freudenstadt which is in the Black Forest in the South of Germany.
Some friends and I usually drove the last two years to Englands War and peace show (they say it´s the worlds biggest military vehicle show) with an old 1944 US Jeep owned by my brother.
This year the boys run out of money and so unfortunaly nobody joined in the plan to travel again.
Well so I said "No worries mates so I take the Zoomer because it looks a bit like the American Cushmann used by the Parashooters"
"Ha ha you´re mad !" was the reaction.
Well soon after I suddenly got a bit frightened when I looked on the map and then on the little Zoomer, but my word is like Gold so I packed the little poor Zoomer with much more than it needed.
Tent, Clothing, Tool (for what?), Food, Sleeping bag, Blanket, and other useless items. Well except the two spare jerry cans with together 10 Liters of spare petrol which I needed later because the French Filling stations don´t open till late and on weekends they often close too.
Well the day X arrived and with all the laughter of my mates I placed a small cushion on the seat placed myself and off of I went.
Bloody Hell the thing handled like riding on icy roads because it was totally overloaded. So I knew it´s never a good idea to put such a lot of luggage and driver with alone 95 Kilos on such a poor little thing.
After the first 30 km I thought what a stupid idea to do and the little Zoomer was still very unstable with all the gear but I finally started to get used to it and of course I couldn´t turn back. Up the Black Forest Highstreet I felt a hot feeling. "Damn I forgot the papers for the bike on the kitchen table!" And also the papers for the red Dealers Numberplate. (I rode with a Dealers plate as I was to tied to buy an insurance plate and we had the Dealerplate in the shop anyway.) I had no idea if the French would accept the plate but life is a game and everything went fine. Even the weather on the first 250 km was brilliant and sunny. After I passed the French Border I was finally on the way. I stopped after 4,5 hours and two hundred km for the first time, (Saarbrugge)filled up 3,86 Liters of petrol and then I got lost the third time this day. Bloody motorways which I couldn´t use! Big problem without a proper map but Mick handled it and then I got lost in Luxembourg again. Big City! Up and down the Ardennes and then I crossed again the French Border.
My keen plan was to do the first 450 km in one day, that was challenge enough, then stop and sleep somewhere on the road, put a blanket over me to avoid unloading the luggage and sleep near the bike. The next day set over in Calais to Dover and doing the rest. Well so far the plan.
Well I had started on Wednesday in July around 12.00 Miday. And it was now 3 o´clock that night. I was really somewhere in the area behind Reims and so sick off big cities as I got lost all the time. The main reason was like I said because I was not allowed tio go on freeways and looked for alternative roads. Clever as I was I had a printed map from a route finder but the map didn´t help as only the big roads been on it. Oh I sweared like an old pirat I tell you.
I was happy that I managed it up to here and then my petrol run out and so did my energy.
So I decided it´s time for the break and looked for a shelter. As I couldn´t find something proper I just stopped near an Army base I reckon as there was a big fence around the area. I stopped and filled,for the last time today, with a torch in my mouth, my little Zoomer with my spare Canister I carried. In the distance I saw bad lightnings and heard thunder but i ignored it as I was so tired. "Pa I don´t care this doesn´t come in my direction!" I decided and took my blanket of my brave friend Zoomer then laid down on the ground and threw the blanket over me.
Wrong decision: Heavens gate opend and poured so much rain as possible over me and that´s ten minutes after I laid down under the blanket and just felt a bit cosey. I sweared even louder as this afternoon at the first motorway sign before I grabbed my gear and jumped on the Zoomer. Off I went.
After a while I was soaked and stopped in a bus stop. There I tried for another 20 minutes to sleep but I was already to wet and could not sleep as the seat was to short and my bloody Rucksack which i used as a pillow dropped all the time. So I took off again and rode into the roaring night with wind thunder and lightning.
Somewhen the bright light of the day came back, and there came the sign only 82 km left to Calais. Great, I thought and hit again one of them Highways I could not use with the little one. Well I found an alternative route and, well, near Dunkerque I found out I´m lost again and nearly killed the poor man whom I asked where I am. So it took me 140 km to reach Calais In a car no problem but not on a little bike. Raining and cold. I was swearing again.
In Calais it was better then and I booked the Ferry and went straight on the ferry and set over to England. On the ferry I felt into a deep sleep and was tired when I arrived in Great Britain. I was proud when I rode off the ferry and was happy everything went so good.
After Felixstone I was so sick about the Freeways and so I took it brave as I am.
You should have seen the face of the Harley rider whom stood beside his broken bike when I passed and then stopped and asked him if he had a problem.
Well a Truck nearly run over me as it was still on the Freeway which I used illegal. We got his Harley going as I knew a bit about them bikes after riding for eight years Heritage Softail. Well it was only petrol which I offered him but he didn´t accept it first as he thought I must be mad. Then he took a few liters and then he followed me!!! a few miles then he waved and rode away after I couldn´t accept his invitation for a beer. I´m an anti alcoholic and that´s my whole live. Even after riding for many years the American big Twins.
The War and Peace show is near Maidstone close to London. After a few more hours I finally made it there and booked in.
The fellows I met couldn´t believe when I told them I´m here with the scooter and did the whole Trip in 29 hours nearly non stop. 895 km in all!!!! one way.
A Japanese bloke grapped quick his camera and told me very proud that he also rides such a Zoomer in Japan. Then I told him that I´m here from Germany! Yes he took also some photos of me then. Maybe told at home he met a mad man.
I must say that I did such a trip over twenty five years ago on a Zündapp KS 50 and my friend on his CB 50 (over 5000 km in three weeks) A year later I made nearly the same trip and that time a girl with a Yamaha Chappy was with me. But now I´m 44 years old and getting grey but still I´m mad and silly things come in my mind.
A few years ago I did a final Elephant rally on a 125 Honda City Fly Over 550 km one way in snow and ice.
Well on the English Show I decided that I will meet my brother on another show in France and a funny thought crossed my mind. How long would it take to reach there in time and not loosing to much time on this show here.
I found out that I had to leave on Saturday at latest on 2 in the afternoon, ride the whole night and then I should make it in time. Well to shorten the story I started later on Sat at four that afternoon as I met another friend from Amsterdam just before I left and so I couldn´t leave earlier.
This time I was very brave and took all the Freeways (well with fear in my neck) and full throttle laying down as low as I could. Little Zoomer went even up to the sign FI. I know it´s illegal but I was so sick from doing divertions all the time. One time as I justed passed a roundabout I saw three police cars and heahy armed police standing there to stop the traffic. Oh oh I thought now there is deep sh.... as I´m on a Freeway. With my legs over the boards leaning backwards I started to smile (that the thing people do before they get crazy) and then I just waved to them and carried on. I couldn´t believe they waved back and smiled too!
I made it to France after riding non stop and alone all through the night. Well apart from many rabbits and some hedgehogs which watched very interested this elephant on rollerskates whom rode singing through the night.
At two o´clock in the morning I got lost again and was happy to find the old lady watering her flowers in the pitch dark night. Maybe she only got rid of her husband after destroying him in acid in her bathtub but however she was very friendly and showed me the right way again. I had t ogo back for over twenty Kilometers and yes I did swear loudly tht night !
At four o´clock in the morning it rained since one hour when my petrol run out and my trouser also got very wet. I stopped under a lantern in front of an old building and used the stop to change my wet trouser too. I said "Bonjour!" to the youngsters just leaving the disco on the other side of the road whom did laugh about me standing there in my underwear and still the helmet on my head. Mad Zoomer rider.
Later on the sun raked the heavy and cold fog slowly disappeared and I felt better in my again wet trouser which slowly dried in the warm air.
I stopped for a snapshot and releaved my neck from the helmet for a while as my neck was very sore. Not my backside as I used a cushion (Tribute to my age!).
Of course I didn´t find my brother on the show in France as he was not there (My handy was flat so I didn´t know) So I grabbed a spicy French sausage and took on.
Soon I reached the Rhine river where I got lost the last time and nearly ended up near Straßbourg.
Then the last hill up the Black Forest highstreet and I reached back home. It was 4 o´clock in the afternoon.
On the Road sign Freudenstadt I did a loud shout: F.... I made it and was very happy.
Exactly 24 Hours ride (including ferry) non stop and 850 km more on the clock of the little scooter. How mad is that?
1750 km the whole trip.
Everybody calls me now mad and I made it even in the local newspaper.
Comment of an English friend: "Mad man you are crazy man!"
No I´m not an alcoholic who must ride a 50 cc bike!! I own a liscence and usually I ride big bikes but with the age the funny ideas come back
I´m now a pure fan of the little Zoomer.
By the way like i said I´m a Honda Dealer here in Town and I sell now the Zoomers with an high respect.
It was brandnew when I started, 150 km on the clock and not a single problem even after riding them poor fellow very hard. Apart from the funny noise I had somewhere in France. I was very happy to find only a brench which stuck in my mainstand and scratched on the road.
Now the sad part: A Friend heard the story of the trip and wanted to buy the scooter of me only because it made such a great trip. He is so proud of it that he created two stickers with the the letters Ge Be (GB) and stuck them on the side cover. Well it´s hard to sell such a good frienbd but I know he found a very nice home. I ordered straight the next one because my daughter will not allow me to ride hers.
She fears I do to much km on it.
Some Dates
1750 km The whole Trip
Wednesday -Sunday
36 Liters of Petrol !!!!!!!!!!
No oil !!!!!
Usually 4.5 Hours ride between Tank and Pee Stops
1,5 Liters Coca Cola Light for the owner per Trip
some greasy Brezels with Vegemite kept me awake.
Lost Three Kilos of weight
Again? I don´t think so but who knows.
I said so after my first elephant rally on a 50 cc Bike and again I went there 8 more times
Well I hope you like the story from the Black Forest
Greetings to all Zoomer Fans
If you ever in our area just stop and come in. There are some great roads I could you show.
Mike
PS I found now a way to let you see the photos
Take the URL
http://www.pixum.de/viewalbum/?id=2236148

Here are the next crazy thing the Müllers did. Not only I am crazy, the whole familiy is. So my brother took a 750 Zündapp from the Wehrmacht and build a wooden tub on the sidecar. Then we and a crew of other nuts rode down to the lake Bodensee and Austria for a charity ride to raise money for a hospital. Crazy I tell you. The story made it even in the news have a look under following link. It´s in German but look the pictures it´s fun.
In August there is a run in Holland so if my Zoomer comes in time (ordered a new one) I am thinking of going to another run. It´s time
Greetings and enjoy the movie
I also try to put some more photos on pixum
Mike

I let you know when I do my next crazy run with the Zoomer.
A friend of mine had a horrible crash on one. He even got a free helicopter flight for that. Important thing the Zoomer is running again and restored.
Greetings Mike
http://www.swr.de/landesschau-bw/-/id=12....mtgl/index.html
Have a laugh and tell me if you like it
Mike

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