I parked my V11 (legally) in downtown Seattle yesterday, and was rather surprised to not find my shiny black/red bike there after my meeting. I am standing there in my leathers contemplating what might have happened. My 1st thought was it had been stolen and I regretted not affixing the disk lock. Then I pondered the obvious fact that every other vehicle on the street was gone. The machine that issued my parking sticker had allowed me to get 2 hours (and taken my money) and the city towed me exactly 1.5 hours later. OK, I had originally failed to notice a hand-written sign on the parking kiosk (from some other misforunate) said "your car will be towed promptly at 3pm." A few calls on my cel phone revealed that a local towing company had indeed taken my bike due to the City wanting the street clear for buses at 3pm. I was unaware of this risk in parking downtown in Seattle.
I tried to find a motorcyclist to hop a ride with but ended up in a taxi. After a $10 ride, I walked up to a very sketchy looking building where the towing company "operates" from, a woman saw me and said "oh my God I just saw a beautiful black motorcycle on hanging from the back of a two truck and thought - I didn't know they even did that!". So much for my scant hope that they had used a flatbed.
I sat down in the dust and waited for them to "process" my bike. During the 25 minute wait, a lone cyclist drove by and gave me a hand wave. The guy was on an old round head Guzzi and he had no idea he was waving to a fellow Guzzi rider!
$160 was the total. The impoundment lot guard directed me to a Kawasaki when I handed him the receipt. No, I said, it is that one over there. Adding injury to insult, they marked up (rubbed off the clear coat) on a side panel with their fancy sling. The mark is very very subtle but I can see it.
Well, at least it wasn't illegally stolen.
Bob