First Lay Down Stories
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Hmm, if we're not counting crashes on dirt bikes....
Had a girlfriend in college, nursing student. She was pretty, and infatuated with me, but I was not so...
Out riding past midnight in Pennsylvania farm country on my 1970 Honda CB350. I had been playing the bad boy, hoping she'd dump me so I wouldn't have to be the cruel one. Pretty sure there were intoxicants in my system.
The road looked like it went straight, but too late I realized in that dim 20W headlight (and dimmer brain) that what I thought was the road going straight was a dirt driveway and the paved road made a 90* (NINETY, as in RIGHT ANGLE) turn to the right. I made about 40 of the 90 degrees and went barrelling into a corn field.
Little nursing student just lay there in the corn. She thought she was paralyzed, because she knew "that's what happens when you crash on a motorcycle." That's what she said. LOL
Nobody actually hurt. I burnt my leg on a pipe and hurt my pride worse. We hauled the bike out of there, all 250 pounds of it. Bars were bent. Clutch lever was broken off. Sobered up quick and managed to get both of us home.
Funny thing, we ran into each other now almost 40 years later. Don't know if she remembers that evening or not.
Had a girlfriend in college, nursing student. She was pretty, and infatuated with me, but I was not so...
Out riding past midnight in Pennsylvania farm country on my 1970 Honda CB350. I had been playing the bad boy, hoping she'd dump me so I wouldn't have to be the cruel one. Pretty sure there were intoxicants in my system.
The road looked like it went straight, but too late I realized in that dim 20W headlight (and dimmer brain) that what I thought was the road going straight was a dirt driveway and the paved road made a 90* (NINETY, as in RIGHT ANGLE) turn to the right. I made about 40 of the 90 degrees and went barrelling into a corn field.
Little nursing student just lay there in the corn. She thought she was paralyzed, because she knew "that's what happens when you crash on a motorcycle." That's what she said. LOL
Nobody actually hurt. I burnt my leg on a pipe and hurt my pride worse. We hauled the bike out of there, all 250 pounds of it. Bars were bent. Clutch lever was broken off. Sobered up quick and managed to get both of us home.
Funny thing, we ran into each other now almost 40 years later. Don't know if she remembers that evening or not.
Last edited by AJ88V; 12-27-2018 at 08:40 PM.
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#27
I've been lucky to have all my crashes take place on the race track. Certainly a number of close calls mostly due to people not paying attention. Anyway my first crash was probably my most spectacular. Had a good old highside. Got a bit over confident in my skills at the time and I paid for it.
I managed to turn this bike with probably less then 100 miles on it
Into this in a matter of seconds.
I managed to turn this bike with probably less then 100 miles on it
Into this in a matter of seconds.
Last edited by union53; 12-28-2018 at 05:10 PM.
#28
Got to my second bike before going down. After a long day of 250 miles worth of twisties, wheelies, and generally irresponsible riding - I figured I would stop at the local watering hole for a frosty beverage. Had one light beer so I maintain my sobriety at the time...
Went to go around a speed bump at about 5mph - felt like the front wheel just fell out from underneath me - went down on the exhaust side. Bent bars, scratched my mint supertrapp and my freshly-painted fairing, but more importantly bruised my ego. Still not entirely sure it happened, it happened so fast, yet so slowly...rode home pissed off knowing that if I had a crash bar there probably would have been no damage. Felt like an idiot.
I just bunny-hop speed bumps now...
Went to go around a speed bump at about 5mph - felt like the front wheel just fell out from underneath me - went down on the exhaust side. Bent bars, scratched my mint supertrapp and my freshly-painted fairing, but more importantly bruised my ego. Still not entirely sure it happened, it happened so fast, yet so slowly...rode home pissed off knowing that if I had a crash bar there probably would have been no damage. Felt like an idiot.
I just bunny-hop speed bumps now...
#29
Haven't really laid a bike down unless you count off road dirt bikes (never should've survived those days) but was damn near killed back in the the late 80's in Montana I was at a complete stop at a intersection yielding the right away to a pedestrian and a woman in a cage ran me over from behind at speed around 40 mph destroyed the bike and left me with a ton of road rash from being pushed about a third of a block by her car with me under the bike! Left me with a hitch in my walk for several years, I had just had about a months wages in paint and airbrush work done on that bike to but I guess that it could have been worse ! Tought me to really keep my head on a swivel
#30
Good advise! I always stay in first gear and keep an eye on the mirrors when stopped at an intersection. I was once the third car in a chain reaction. Pushed me into the middle of the intersection. I hate to think how it would have worked on a bike.