I have to admit in this type of situations I tend to get a bit upset, but I decided to turn this event into an adventure, rather than kicking and screaming like my 2 year old. So we started walking back towards our house, which is 10 miles away, and Vance pushing the bike. We walked for about 10 min before Vance says " Man no one is going to stop" As he says this a guy in a truck pulls over asks us if we are out of gas and will head to marina to get some. Five minutes later he was back to fill our tank and was gone. He didn't even want money, what a good guy.
Now that there is gas in the motorcycle we continued on our journey. We headed back towards town and Vance decided to go his way. Well his way was a little better but we still ended up lost for awhile. Let me remind you we were on a motorcycle for an hour and a half, less than 50 degrees, lost with no cell phones!!! I was FREEZING. After many wrong turns and dead ends we decided to stop by a friends house to ask for directions. Finally we arrived to my friends home a hour and a half late!! Moral of this story fix your petcock so you know when you are out of gas and check Map Quest.