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Day 3 & 4: Road Trip - Albury
- From: Dimitra
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Day 3: Road Trip - Albury to Canberra
We woke to a beautiful day, 32c degrees. Headed out from Albury, across the Hume Weir across a huge girder bridge. Absolutely awesome road along the Murray River (pic on right of page) to Jingellic, where we crossed back over the border into NSW.
Then headed from Jingellic up to Tumbarumba, all bitchumen with big sweeping curves which Dim really loved. Except for one spot where we came around a corner and had a 5 foot long Red Belly Black Snake sunning itself in the middle of the road!! Adam went to the right of it (on the wrong side of the road), it lifted it's head to look, and Dim passed it on the left side, right in front of it's raised head. (No pics of the snake, didn't really want a closer look!!)
Got to Tumbarumba and checked out their Information Centre / Museum which had a lot of information on a famous 1930's plane crash called the Southern Cloud. From there another fun ride up through Batlow to Tumut where we had lunch, beautiful food from a run down looking little milkbar.We asked some rangers about different roads through to Yass, one road we'd been told about was very rutted and dirt and wasn't advised even for 4WD vehicles. So they sent us on a back road from Tumut through Brungle, then to Gundagai which was a really good ride! It was on this strip of road, that Adam spotted a massive Goanna on the side of the road... (He must have scared him off cos he was gone by the time I passed by).
Pulled in to Gundagai and took some photos with the Dog on the Tuckerbox (pic right of screen). Got back onto the boring Hume Highway and droned on to Canberra. So boring Dim's average speed crept up to 120km p/hr to avoid falling asleep. (Will that defence work with the cops?)
Booked into a nice Country Club in Canberra who were very good by letting us park the bikes under cover
and even gave us sponges & a bucket to give them a wash the next day.Day 4: Road Trip - Canberra
This is where Adam ran into some trouble, his bike refused to start after the wash.
He'd had a regulator / rectifier replaced just before we left and this had died again. One in a
million chance, faulty part failed. We searched out a local Yamaha Dealer (Canberra Motorcycle Centre, Mitchell). They checked out the bike and confirmed it was the regulator again. They ordered the part in after our local Yamaha guys from home (City West Yamaha) faxed up the paperwork to do a parts claim through Yamaha and we went off to do our sight seeing at the Canberra War Memorial and Parliament House.Cruising around Parliament House we were approached by a security officer on a bicycle, and we were expecting to be told off for going in so close, but he just suggested a good spot for taking pictures. Then we cruised to the War Memorial down Memorial Drive, which is a long stretch of road between the two buildings and
the middle of the road is divided by red gravel and on the sides of the road are monuments the whole way down, which represent each of the wars Australia has been a part of. All the while expecting Adam's bike to die at any minute, because it wasn't charging.
The Australian War Memorial is well worth a visit. A huge place and very interesting. Adam loved it and could have stayed there overnight looking around. Some amazing interactive video, light and sound displays and the most amazing exhibit of the Japanese Mini Sub which was sunk in Sydney Harbour.
Took the bikes back to the country club and did a 'once over' on the bikes before Adam's bike goes in for work & hopefully we can leave town!
Stay tuned for the next episode... will Adam's bike ever be fixed or is he stranded in Canberra while Dim galavants off into the sunset? LOL
Dim & Adam
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- 4 days ago
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POLICE v OLD BIKERS
- From: Englissh
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I Found this old article in an UK newspaper, and I thought you might have some say on it. For me I ride about 2/3 K's below the road speed limit and I think that with the 100000's miles that I have riden,driven in my life I know my limitations, but when I went out on my friends Yamaha 1300 I came back with a few more grey hairs as the speed was instante and ( 100 in 4 seconds ) you did not have time to think and try stopping at nearly 200 KPH. I dont say that all old wrinkleys should be restricted but use what little brain we have left.
Police put the brakes on new breed of old bikerPolice have launched a campaign to save the lives of a new and potentially deadly breed of motorcyclist - not reckless youths but affluent middle- aged men on expensive superbikes.
Road safety experts are growing increasingly concerned by the emergence of what they call the "born-again bikers", older men whose children have grown up and well-off professionals looking for thrills.
Insurers have also identified the group and believe many once rode motorbikes and are returning after raising families. Others simply believe riding fast bikes is cool.
The trend was first spotted by Chief Inspector David Short of North Yorkshire traffic police. In his area, which is largely rural and criss-crossed with long country lanes where bikers race, there were 13 motorcycle deaths in 1995, three of which involved over-thirties. Last year, there were 17 deaths, 12 involving over-thirties. So far this year, there have been eight fatalities, seven of which involved over-thirties.
"In North Yorkshire, 90 per cent of fatal motorcycle accidents now involve bikers aged over 30 riding high-performance bikes," said Chief Inspector Short. "Many of them used to ride bikes years ago but they don't seem to realise that bikes have advanced so much over the past 20 years that today's machines bear little resemblance to what they were used to.
"They return to biking with a little more money in their pockets and buy bikes that are actually very similar to performance bikes used in racing. They simply go too fast, lose control and hit something." A top of the range high- performance bike costs around pounds 10,000 - half the price of a sports car.
Last month, Mr Short and representatives of 11 forces nationwide got together to launch Bikesafe 2000, a campaign which aims to educate born- again bikers using a network of dealers, police specialists and bike clubs.
Tim Thompson, editor of Ride magazine, is supporting the initiative. Readership research has shown the average age of his readers to be increasing and readers' average wages have now topped pounds 30,000 a year.
"We take readers away for weekends and it has been interesting to see the ages increase," said Mr Thompson. "You see these guys in leathers and then you realise there's a bit of a paunch under there. And then they take their crash helmets off and they're balding.
"The problem is that many of them have come back to bikes after driving cars and they `drive' their bikes rather than riding them. There's a subtle difference but it's about understanding your bike's capabilities and limitations. We're advocating some advanced riding lessons - one or two days close instruction can make all the difference. This needn't be a problem - fatalities are very very rare. And it can be great fun."
However, the trend is likely to result in increased insurance premiums for older bikers. Damian Keeling, managing director of Carole Nash insurance, Britain's largest intermediate insurer for bikers, said the days of lower premiums for mature people are numbered.
"We have 60,000 clients and our research has shown that bikers in the age group 30-60 are twice as likely to have an accident than bikers under 30," said Mr Keeling.
"In terms of life insurance and property insurance, the older age group is ideal and attracts bigger discounts and lower premiums.
"But as far as insurance goes to ride bikes, the assumption that more mature people are safer is having to be rethought and premiums are bound to rise as a result."
Keep The Grey Coming Long and Slow
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- 3 weeks ago
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my worst fear
- From: cougarhunter
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today i got the phone call i never wanted to get, my daughter called to say she had been hit while riding her motorcycle. thank god she was only bruised up and skinned up, she was wearing helmet and riding jacket and chaps and boots. her bike faired pretty good too but still is gonna be down for a few weeks while the parts come in to fix it. she had a person turn left in front of her, he never turned his signal on and witnesses said he accelerated as he came to the intersection, like he was trying to beat her. she skidded and ended up laying it down and her front tire hit the rear of his car, and he just kepted driving, never slowed down. right now im mad as hell and frustrated!!! why dont these car drivers see us on bikes??? i mean my daughter has a pink full face helmet with a pink mohawk on it and her riding jacket is bright pink, how in the world does somebody not see that??? i still cant understand that, i mean i was hit back in july by a fella turning left in front of me too and i wondered how he could miss seeing someone who is 275 pounds on a big motorcycle, hell im bigger than some cars lol. are car drivers just that stupid??? i am really starting to wonder. how do we get the message across to those idiots that they better start paying more attention to driving than talking on their cell phones or changing the radio station??? well i guess my ranting is over, and if your reading this i'll let ya get on with your day and i will say another thank you to the fella upstairs that it wasn't worse . keep the shiny side up and the rubber side down and watch out for them stupid idiots that dont see us.
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- 4 weeks ago
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to all new bikers
- From: nickymetromagna
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hi,
i have been riding bikes for over 45 years,i started with mini bikes and dirt bikes. i see young people buying fast rocket ship bikes,and getting killed on them,its a shame! they ride with people they know that have been riding a lot longer than them,and try to do the same things. i used to think i was the master of my bike,till it bit me in the ass,and sent me over the handle bars,like saying,dont be cocky. i mostly rode dirt then,and its different,cause you dont have to worry about being run over by a 18 wheeler if you do fall,ha and as far as having protective gear on,i learned my lession with that too,better to have it and not need it,then to not have it,and need it,ha i rode with guys,and sometimes it seemed like they wanted me to crash,so they could say,man you gotta know what your doing,before you can ride like me! i talk to guys and they tell me stuff,i cant belive,like,i never use my back brake,i only use the front,it works better to stop the bike,or other stupid things,like i dont use the brakes,till im ready to stop! i also see them laying the bike over as far as they can,i say to them,all you have to do is hit a wet leave or pebble and you will be on your ass. a friend of mine,was w/this guy she just started dating,he bought a new harley ultra,they went to south carolina,had no helmets or jackets,and got hit waiting for a light from behind,she will never be the same again! im gonna put her pic on here,her back and leg is messed up,but the rest of her looks good,ha its the pic that says,my back hurts! i always worry when im stopped,i look in the mirror a thousand times till the light changes! i know so many people that got killed or are in bad shape for the rest of their life from bike crashes! if this helps one person,ill feel i didnt waste my time typing it! i remember that clint eastwood movie,when he said,a man has to know his limitations! so live to ride another day!
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- 4 weeks ago
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Help please!!!
- From: Cehszar
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I've received the following e-mail.
I had the opportunity to met him in the HD local in Sn Benito Tx, He is quite kind guy!
Please, if you're in the Valley area attends this.Fund Raiser for
ANDY MIRELES
a victim of a motorcycle hit-and-run accident,
on July 28, 2009.
Let's get together,
and help out a friend in need!!!
Andy Mireles
has been riding for over 30 years. And on July 28, 2009, he was a victim of a
hit-and-run accident. His leg was shattered in 4 different places,
he's had 3 different surgeries so far.
And as of this time, they have yet to catch the person responsible
for the hit-and-run accident. Andy has not been able to work since the accident.
Andy is under doctor's care & has yet to begin physical therapy.
Medical bills are over $160,000, and still rising.
He does not have any medical insurance.
Where: Road Runner Harley Davidson (San Benito, TX.)
Date: Saturday, November 7th, 2009
Time: llam to 4pm.
Prizes Include:
• A 32" RCALCD/HDTVFlat Screen
• $500 gift card to Harley Davidson
• Helmets, jackets, and so much more!
LIVE BAND & FREE FOOD!!!!!
Sponsored by Harley Davidson
Raffle Tickets will be sold inside the
Road Runner Harley Davidson.Thanks in advance!
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- 4 weeks ago
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New Riders - Motorcycle Riding
- From: twest137
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Top Motorcycle Riding Tips:
- Train Well Before You Hit the Open Road. In order to learn how to stay safe, it is important to train well before getting a motorcycle license. It is well worth it, to consider taking a motorcycle riding course from a school that is endorsed by the Motorcycle Safety Foundation. Taking a course like this will most likely teach you things that a friend or relative may miss or not even know about. Another advantage of taking lessons at a motorcycle riding school that is recognized by the Motorcycle Safety Foundation is that many insurance companies offer an insurance discount to riders who have obtained their training through such means.
- Most Important: Protect Your Head. It is imperative that you wear your helmet. Motorcycle fatality trends tell us that wearing a helmet is especially important. According to the Insurance Institute for Highway Safety, in the late 1990s, Kentucky and Louisiana dropped their universal motorcycle helmet laws. Helmet use fell to the 50 per cent range in the absence of the laws. The rate of motorcyclist fatalities per 10,000 increased by 37 per cent in Kentucky and 75 per cent in Louisiana. Serious head injuries also increased. This trend was similar in other states that have dropped their universal helmet laws. Studies show that not wearing your helmet when riding your motorcycle, dramatically increases your chances of severe injury or death.
- Make Sure You Can Be Seen. Motorcycles are harder to see than cars or trucks, so for safety reasons, it is best drive very defensively, and try to make yourself more visible. In particular, be very careful before entering turns and be extra watchful at intersections, alleys and driveways. Fluorescent clothing, light or white colored helmets, and daytime headlights may reduce motorcycle injuries and death. According to Susan Wells of the University of Auckland, she found that with fluorescent or reflective clothing, the risk of a crash was reduced by 37%, with a white helmet by 24%, and with headlights by 27%.
- Wet Roads Demand Respect. It goes without saying that wet conditions make riding a motorcycle more of a challenge than usual. Slow down and drive even more defensively than usual. Be extra cautious after the first rain following a dry spell. In the first half hour all the oil that has accumulated on the road comes up which makes for very slippery conditions.
- Plan Ahead by Looking Ahead. Look as far down the road as you can. Make sure you are constantly scanning for bumps, garbage, potholes, cracks, stones, spills, puddles, etc. It is wise to observe how other vehicles are reacting to the road, so that you may have early warning. In addition, protective clothing can make a big difference if you should fall.
- Practice Makes Perfect. Try to practice various riding skills such as emergency braking skills, swerving, slow turns, and smooth throttle operation. It is a good idea to set aside 15 minutes or more per week to practice your safety maneuvers in an area devoid of people and traffic.
- Go Solo For a While. New riders should not carry passengers until they are "very" comfortable with their bike; this usually takes at least a year.
- Beware of Oncoming Traffic Turning Left:This is one of the leading causes of death for motorcycle riders. Be observant at all times, and slow down before you enter an intersection. Always try to have an escape route planned. It is wise to make sure you stay as visible as possible and to leave a large space cushion around your bike.
- Consider Your First Bike Purchase Carefully. When choosing what motorcycle to buy you might consider buying a cheaper bike with a relatively smaller engine as it could be safer for you and affect what you will pay for your insurance coverage. The reason for this is that these types of bikes are less costly to insure as they are less costly to repair and potentially safer because they can be easier to handle in the event of an accident. Make sure that you understand exactly what your insurance policy covers and does not cover. Your insurance policy will probably cover you throughout the United States and Canada, but you will need separate coverage for Mexico.
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- 1 month ago
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Reasonable considerations
- From: dmeach
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Way to many motorcycle accidents this year!!!
50 WAYS TO STAY ALIVE ON TWO WHEELS
1. Assume you're invisible. To a lot of drivers, you are. Never make a move based on the assumption that another driver sees you, even if you've made eye contact. Bikes don't register to the four-wheel mind.
2. Be considerate. The consequences of strafing the jerk du jour or cutting him off, start out bad and get worse. Pretend it was your grandma and smile.
3. Dress for the crash, not the pool or the bar. Sure, McDonalds is a 5-minute trip, but nobody plans to eat pavement. Modern mesh gear means 100-degree heat and is no excuse for a T-shirt and shorts.
4. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. Assume that car across the intersection will turn across your bow when the light goes green, with or without a turn signal.
5. Leave your ego at home. The only people who really care if you were faster on the freeway will be the officer and the judge.
6. Pay attention. Yes, there is a half-naked girl on the billboard. That shock does feels squishy. Meanwhile, you could be drifting toward Big Trouble. Focus.
7. Mirrors only show you part of the picture. Never change direction without turning your head to make sure the coast really is clear.
8. Be patient. Always take another second or three before you pull out to pass, ride away from a curb or into freeway traffic from an on-ramp. It's what you don't see that gets you. That extra look could save your butt.
9. Watch your closing speed. Passing cars at twice their speed or changing lanes to shoot past a row of stopped cars is just asking for trouble.
10. Beware the verge and the merge. A lot of nasty surprises end up on the sides of the road: empty McDonalds bags, nails, TV antennas, ladders, you name it. Watch for troublesome debris on both sides of the road.
11. Left-turning cars remain a leading killer of motorcyclists. Don't assume someone will wait for you to dart through the intersection. They're trying to beat the light, too.
12. Beware of cars running traffic lights. The first few seconds after a signal light changes are the most perilous. Look both ways before barging into an intersection.
13. Check your mirrors. Do it every time you change lanes, slow down or stop. Be ready to move if another vehicle is about to occupy the space you'd planned to use.
14. Mind the gap. Remember Drivers Ed? One seconds worth of distance per 10 mph is the old rule of thumb. Better still, scan the next 12 seconds ahead for potential trouble.
15. Beware of boy racers. They're quick and their drivers tend to be aggressive. Don't assume you've beaten one away from a light or outpaced it in traffic and change lanes without looking. You could end up as a civic hood ornament.
16. Excessive entrance speed hurts. Its the leading cause of single-bike accidents on twisty roads and racetracks. In Slow, Out Fast is the old adage, and it still works. Dialing up corner speed is safer than scrubbing it off.
17. Don't trust that deer whistle. Ungulates and other feral beasts prowl at dawn and dusk, so heed those big yellow signs. If you're riding in a target-rich environment, slow down and watch the shoulders.
18. Learn to use both brakes. The front break does most of the stopping, but use some back brake.
19. Keep the front brake covered always. Save a single second of reaction time at 60 mph and you can stop 88 feet shorter. Think about that.
20. Look where you want to go. Use the miracle of target fixation to your advantage. The motorcycle goes where you look, so focus on the solution.
21. Keep your eyes moving. Traffic is always shifting, so keep scanning for potential trouble. Don't lock your eyes on any one thing for too long unless you're actually dealing with trouble.
22. Think before you act. Careful whipping around that car going 7 kph in a 30-kph zone or you could end up with your head in the driver's side door when he turns into the driveway right in front of you.
23. Raise your gaze. It's too late to do anything about the 20 feet immediately in front of your fender, so scan the road far enough ahead to see trouble and change trajectory.instead of the problem.
24. Get your mind right in the driveway. Most accidents happen during the first 15 minutes of a ride, below 40 mph, near an intersection or driveway. Yes, that could be your driveway.
25. Come to a full stop at that next stop sign. Put a foot down. Look again. Anything less forces a snap decision with no time to spot potential trouble.
26. Never dive into a gap in stalled traffic. Cars may have stopped for a reason, and you may not be able to see why until its too late to do anything about it.
27. Don't saddle up more than you can handle. If you weigh 95 pounds, avoid that 795-pound cruiser. If you're 5-foot-5, forget those towering adventure-tourers.
28. Watch for car doors opening in traffic. And smacking a car that's swerving around some goofball's open door is just as painful.
29. Don't get in an intersection rut. Watch for a two-way stop after a string of four-way intersections. If you expect cross-traffic to stop, there could be a painful surprise when it doesn't.
30. Stay in your comfort zone when you're with a group. Riding over your head is a good way to end up in the ditch. Any bunch worth riding with will have a rendezvous point where you'll be able to link up again.
31. Give your eyes some time to adjust. A minute or two of low light heading from a well-lighted garage onto dark streets is a good thing. Otherwise, you're essentially flying blind for the first mile or so
32. Master the slow U-turn. Practice. Park your butt on the outside edge of the seat and lean the bike into the turn, using your body as a counterweight as you pivot around the rear wheel.
33. Who put a stop sign at the top of this hill? Don't panic. Use the rear brake to keep from rolling back down. Use Mr. Throttle and Mr. Clutch normally and smoothly to pull away.
34. If it looks slippery, assume it is. A patch of suspicious pavement could be just about anything. Butter Flavor Crisco? Gravel? Mobil 1? Or maybe it's nothing. Better to slow down for nothing than go on your head.
35. Bang! A blowout! Now what? No sudden moves. The motorcycle isn't happy, so be prepared to apply a little calming muscle to maintain course Ease back the throttle, brake gingerly with the good wheel and pull over very smoothly to the shoulder. Big sigh.
36. Drops on the face shield? Its raining. Lightly misted pavement can be slipperier than when its been rinsed by a downpour, and you never know how much grip there is. Apply maximum-level concentration, caution and smoothness.
37. Emotions in check? To paraphrase Mr. Ice Cube, chickity-check yourself before you wreck yourself. Emotions are as powerful as any drug, so take inventory every time you saddle up. If you're mad, sad, exhausted or anxious, stay put.
38. Wear good gear. Wear stuff that fits you and the weather If you're too hot or too cold or fighting with a jacket that binds across the shoulders, you're dangerous. It's that simple.
39. Leave the iPod at home. You won't hear that cement truck in time with Spinal Tap cranked to 11, but they might like your headphones in intensive care.
40. Learn to swerve. Be able to do two tight turns in quick succession. Flick left around the bag of briquettes, then right back to your original trajectory. The bike will follow your eyes, so look at the way around, not the briquettes. Now practice till its a reflex.
41. Be smooth at low speeds. Take some angst out, especially of slow-speed maneuvers, with a bit of rear brake. It adds a welcome bit of stability by minimizing unwelcome weight transfer and potentially bothersome driveline lash.
42. Flashing is good for you. Turn signals get your attention by flashing, right? So a few easy taps on the brake pedal or lever before stopping makes your brake light more eye-catching to trailing traffic.
43. Intersections are scary, so hedge your bets. Put another vehicle between your bike and the possibility of someone running the stop sign/red light on your right and you cut your chances of getting nailed in half.
44. Tune your peripheral vision. Pick a point near the center of that wall over there. Now scan as far as you can by moving your attention, not your gaze. The more you can see without turning your head, the sooner you can react to trouble.
45. All alone at a light that won't turn green? Put as much motorcycle as possible directly above the sensor wire usually buried in the pavement beneath you and located by a round or square pattern behind the limit line. If the light still won't change, try putting your kickstand down, right on the wire. You should be on your way in seconds.
46. Every-thing is harder to see after dark. Even You. Adjust your headlights, Carry a clear face shield and have your game all the way on after dark, especially during commuter hours.
47. Don't troll next to or right behind Mr. Peterbilt. If one of those 18 retreads blows up, which they do with some regularity it de-treads, and that can be ugly. Unless you like dodging huge chunks of flying rubber, keep your distance.
48. Take the panic out of panic stops. Develop an intimate relationship with your front brake. Seek out some safe, open pavement. Starting slowly, find that fine line between maximum braking and a locked wheel, and then do it again, and again.
49. Make your tires right. None of this stuff matters unless your skins are right. Don't take them for granted Make sure pressure is spot-on every time you ride. Check for cuts, nails and other junk they might have picked up, as well as general
wear.
50. Take a deep breath. Count to 10. Smile at the idiot. Forgetting some clowns 80-mph indiscretion beats running the risk of ruining your life, or ending it.
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- 1 month ago
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crashing sucks
- From: cougarhunter
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hey everyone! dont know if any one has noticed but i have changed bikes recently... back in july i was hit by a car that turned left in front of me and totalled my intruder... thankfully i walked away from that with no broken bones... just some real bad bruises and road rash... goes to show you how much helmets really do work, as i went head first over the bars into the car with my head, then flipped over the car and bounced and skidded down the street... the outer shell of the helmet cracke in three pieces, thank god my that wasnt my head, lol... i never realized u could get roadrash thru leather chaps and jacket but guess i was wrong, lol... anyway like i said i was lucky and came out ok although i did learn a few things from that accident, most important is to get a motorcycle jacket that has elbow, back and shoulder padding... i wore a leather motorcycle jacket before and since have switched to a textile that has all the protection... but on a bright side i did get me another bike, a 2001 suzuki volusia, that i fell in love with the first time i threw my leg over it... well hope all of you stay safe out there and keep the shiny side up and the rubber side down!!! REMEMBER CRASHING SUCKS!!!!
- Blog post
- 2 months ago
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Safety Tips for Motorcycles
- From: twest137
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Among all motor vehicles, motorcycles are the most vulnerable on the road. Because motorcycles do not have seat belts, you can be thrown off your seat in a crash, which can result in serious injury or even death. Imagine your chance for survival if a truck strikes you, or if you strike it. Hitting a truck is like hitting a steel wall. However, your chance for survival will be increased if you wear a helmet and follow the safety tips below when riding your motorcycle.
WATCH THE NO-ZONES
Never hang out in a truck's blind spot or "No-Zone." Trucks have large No-Zones on both sides, the front and behind the truck. Truck drivers cannot see you when you ride in these blind spots, which allows for a greater chance of a crash. The front blind spot is particularly dangerous if you need to stop quickly. Because of their lightweight and braking system, motorcycles can stop much faster than trucks. A truck may not be able to stop as quickly as you do, so you need to take special precautions to avoid crashes before they happen.
ALWAYS WEAR A HELMET
Make sure to always wear a helmet. Beware of helmets that do not meet U.S. Department of Transportation (DOT) standards. Check for the DOT label inside your helmet. Helmets are the most important piece of equipment you can wear when riding your motorcycle. A helmet could be your only source of protection in a serious crash.
DRIVE TO SURVIVE
Motorcycles are the smallest vehicles on the road. Unfortunately they provide virtually no protection in a crash. Other drivers may not see you on your motorcycle, so you must be aware of everything on the road. Be extra cautious, paying attention to the signals and brake lights of other vehicles, especially trucks. However, you still need to be prepared in the event their signals or lights don't work. Ride with caution and drive defensively. Even though your motorcycle may be small, you must adhere to the laws of the road. Never ride in between lanes in traffic or share a lane with another vehicle. Don't instigate aggressive driving with other motorists; you will only increase your chance of a crash.
CHECK YOURSELF AND YOUR BIKE
Conduct a safety inspection of your motorcycle before each ride, and wear protective clothing including gloves, boots and a jacket. Proper maintenance and protective clothing will help reduce your chance of an crash or the severity of injury if you are involved in a crash, especially with a large truck or bus.
WATCH YOUR SPEED
Of all vehicles, motorcycles accelerate the fastest, while trucks and buses are the slowest. Please watch your speed around trucks, especially in bad weather or at night. Colliding with the back of a truck will end your riding days. - Blog post
- 2 months ago
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Learning in progress
- From: Cehszar
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After one and a half year driving and learnig, I feel more confident in my bike, I can run, brake, change gears with almost no problem on that, even, I've avoided three potential crash with cagers, it's just the turns to the right where I still feel a bit unsafe, I mean, I can make closed turns over the left side very easy even leaning the bike, but when I come into a turn to the right with some speed, I do it, but I don't feel the same confidence.
Does anyone feel some similar? - Blog post
- 2 months ago
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1972 Honda CB350
- From: nomad54
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My first fast twin bike (at that time) high RPM, always leaked oil, drum brakes.
Average bike which provided me my first crash with an idiot who drove thru a red light....broken leg - sold the bike.
- 2 months ago
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MY FIRST MOTORCYCLE
- From: santaclaws
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I bought my first motorcycle when I was twenty four years old. It was the summer of 1972. My previous experience with anything resembling a motorcycle was as a teenager, hopping on the back of my buddy’s Honda 50 scooter and riding to the local dairy to get an ice cream cone. But I had an uncle who rode a big Indian Chief motorcycle. He took me for a ride when I was a little fellow and I knew then that I would someday own a motorcycle. My mom would scream at me for the mere mention of buying a motorcycle. But I knew my day would come. My first motorcycle was a Honda 305 Dream, a 1965 model, I believe. It had a box headlight, box fenders and box gas tank. Basically it looked like a, what else, box running down the road. It was nest egg blue with chrome side panels on the tank and a white seat. This was no fit color for a man but I had always planned to paint it black. Of course, that never happened. I also got a blue and white leather helmet in the deal. The bike had vacuum cleaner tubes for exhaust pipes. It was, as a result, very loud and unnerving. I gave $200 for it and the fellow who sold it to me took me for a ride on it to demonstrate that it ran and did what it was supposed to do. He showed me how to clutch, shift, brake and most of the mechanisms on the bike. Before he took my money he asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this. I eagerly said yes. I was a truck dock worker. I loaded trucks on second shift. I weighed in at 160lbs. I was solid muscle then. I had never been seriously injured and had no concept that I could be. So the fellow shook his head, took my money, and walked away. I sat on the bike in front of our apartment on Richmond Avenue. It was my motorcycle. I was so excited. Finally I owned my own motorcycle. I fired it up and it lurched and died. The clutch….I had forgot to pull in the clutch. I told myself to calm down. I pulled in the clutch and fired it up again. It roared to a start. The vacuum tubes vibrating on the side. I remember the seller telling me down 1 on the shifter for 1st gear and then up for the rest. So I pushed on the shifter and let out on the clutch and I killed the engine. “Ease out on the clutch”, I chastised myself. And so I restarted the bike and eased out on the clutch. Now at this point I should tell you that directly across the street from our apartment was a Pentecostal Church and they were having a revival. Now Pentecostals get excited in their religious rites. They jump around and sometimes speak in tongues or languages no one seems to understand. At this time they were in full bore in their services. As I eased out on that clutch the bike took off. At that point my mind went totally blank. I shot across the street, over the curb, up through the church yard, up the two front steps of the church and crashed through the front door of the Mt. Sterling Pentecostal Church. I am almost certain I heard people speaking in tongues. I have always wondered how many souls were saved that evening. I am fairly certain by the looks on some of their faces that they thought Satan had come to church. The bike lay on its side half way through the front door of the church. I wasn’t hurt so I nodded to the proceedings, offered a weak apology, picked up my bike and backed out the door. I got the bike in the yard and fired it up again. It seemed so much louder in the church yard with all those folks looking out the door. I eased out on the clutch, shot out of the church yard, back over the curb and into the street. I caught a glimpse of my wife standing in the apartment door as I sped away. I got to the next intersection with my heart pounding so hard I could actually hear the blood in my vessels squirting past my ears. I think that was why I lost my balance and fell over with the bike or maybe I just didn’t put my feet down. Anyway I looked around quickly and saw no one so I picked up the bike. I continued on my way. At the next intersection I did much better. I didn’t drop the bike or anything. It was a T-bone intersection. The road I was on T-boned into highway 11. Highway 11 was a busy road and I was very nervous. On the other side of the highway were rock cliffs. Traffic cleared. Now! I had to go now! So out comes the clutch and across the road I went and up the side of the rock cliffs to about 10 feet and the motorcycle and I crashed back to the ground. Traffic was stopping to see if I was alright and I was except for my ego. Then I hear my wife’s voice. “You are going to kill yourself on that thing” she said. She had followed me in the car, just in time to see my rock climbing.
I responded with “It is going to kill me or I am going to ride it.” Did I mention that I have a wee tendency to be stubborn? I picked the bike up, told my wife that I was going to ride to her dad’s place out in the county and off I went. I did not crash anymore although I had some close calls. That old Honda was as tough as a pine knot. It took all that abuse and never once offered to quit. I rode it for a year after that and then traded it for a Yamaha RD 350 that fouled plugs and only ran intermittently. How many times I wished I had never traded. I still remember getting off from work at midnight and riding highway 60 home. The road would look like a silver ribbon in the moonlight, the old Honda rumbling in my ears. That was my first motorcycle and I loved it. I suppose Dream was the best word for it.
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- 3 months ago
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Seems now was my turn....
- From: Cehszar
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One week ago my bike laid down over the right side when I was getting out her from the garage, I tried to hold her with the left hand but I couldn't do it, so the bike went to the floor and I jumped to avoid a hurt on the leg, some guys helped me to lift her and I went to ride after check her out. Since that day I was feeling some pain in the hand but nothing important so I continued my usual labors. Yesterday was different, the pain was intense almost all day, so I get X-rays on the morning, and today a friend checked it, after three seconds seeing it He told me, "When do you want to get the cast?", of course I said "What a %&%$# are you talking about", so here I am with this thing for two weeks.... I have only two hours with it and I can't bear it
- 3 months ago
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Part 2 of Why the Silence or O
- From: mcornelsen
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Okay I’ll admit it, there began another “subplot” running just after the accident. Now, if you’re reading this and it already seem confusing, go back and read Part 1 here. For those who are already “in the know” on the what, where, and when that led up to this point, let’s continue. And it goes something like this…
But first a little background. A general theme that runs under the surface of any motorcycle accident is that any injury sustained will be more grievous and severe then if in a car. It stands to reason. High speeds and minimal protective gear make up for an extreme situation in accidents. Insurance companies are aware – very aware – of this fact. This is also why - when state congresses try to pass helmet laws – you’ll find an Insurance PAC somewhere encouraging its passing. ABATE is of course is a counter organization to the Insurance PAC. Its motto is, “Let those who ride – DECIDE”! This is why I support ABATE.
In my life time, I known 2 people killed by accidents on “powersports” vehicle; Renee’ A. Fitts of Colorado Springs and Kenneth Kehn of Elko, Utah. One was not wearing their helmet, the other was. I’ve known about 8 others that were seriously hurt in motorcycle accidents; of them - the mix is “half and half” when it came to helmet usage. Of the worst of these 8; all top three were wearing a helmet. One wearing a DOT “beanie” styled helmet had his left ear almost, literally, ripped off – and this - because of the helmet. Being honest about it, I can’t say that the lack of helmet improved their chances and the fact that wearing a helmet increased their chance of injury – except for that one case. But, again if I chose to wear a helmet – it is my choice. To quote Ben Franklin, “They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety.” Now that I’ve “ranted” on this soapbox; I will state that I do wear my “safety equipment” more often than not. Besides this “motorcycle accident”, I’ve been in one other and that an old Bell helmet stopped what could have been a fatal accident. (Never Put Armor-All on Motorcycle Seats!) Often I’ll “gauge” conditions to determine what I wear. The accident proved that I was fallible in my process of examination and I know it will at sometime forward - fail again.
Back to the story…
As you know, I had a concern that the “cagers” insurance company was going to total the bike and just forego what I considered a “fair and reasonable” settlement for pulling a NADA “blue book” cost and forcing settlement for that amount. For a 1983 VT750C, this amounts to about $800.00 US. I spent at least 3 times that amount putting her to together in the first place. Believe me - my heart sank.
Then next day was the National H.O.G rally in Oklahoma City I took my son and youngest to the see the rally. Every type of year and model of Harley was there. Even Shadows, VTXs, and OCC bikes were part of the crowd. There was even one Harley that was so beat up, bashed in and tied up with bailing wire I could hardly believe it was “street legal”. But it was and that’s when I started to think about the man who would not let this beast die. It was an old panhead; putting is build date somewhere in the ‘40 and ’50, by my recollection of when panheads came into being… Was it that he had a love affair with this bike – maybe? Was it that this thing took him so many miles that it was part of him or her – more likely? Whatever, the reason – it was not disposable.
Then I started thinking about the tag you’ll find on a lot of electronic devises. You know the one, “No User Serviceable Parts”. I’m not the first one to say it – and won’t be the last – we have become a disposable society. My dad used to tell me about how he used his leather belt to replace a fan belt on a Ford Model T - he owned - when it busted. I remember this guy up town that fixed Mom and Dad’s Black and White Zenith TV. What do you do with broken electronics or appliances today; for most of us - we “sneak” it into trash collection receptacles to be hauled away to the nearest landfill and if we a lucky enough – off to a recycler – usually for a cost. Things once were repairable. Not anymore. For me, I wasn’t going to participate in the waste – it actually made me angry. When I get angry – I get stubborn! They couldn’t have Lil Tam! Whether they “worked” me over or not – I was once again going to restore her! She was going to live once again!
So, once again I began spend “out-of-pocket” to get what I needed to put her back together. But, thing were really sullen around the house– even my better half could see it. Riding and playing guitars is how I decompress after dealing with those, “I would like to choke.” at work. LOL. My job is not hard physically, but; mentally it racks up a toll. So every night, while “Lil’ Tam” was running, I’d rack up 20 or 30 miles just relaxing. Not much by some “long riders” standards – but enough for me. Now that was put on hold for a little while. For those of you that have read Robert Piersig’s novel, “Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance”; you can understand his statement about how riding a cycle, “put you in the scene…”. This is what I was seriously missing! I was just short of depression. (Remember, you’ll never see a motorcycle outside of a psychiatrist’s office).
I was also concerned about “unknown” damage. I knew something was wrong with the “tranny” but, how extensive it was I didn’t know… And what if all my efforts to restore her would be in vain? The Mrs. And I discussed the possibility of this and agreeded that I would use the moneys obtained from the insurance settlement would go toward a “newer” bike – no matter if “Lil’ Tam” was restored or not… (God, I Love That Woman!)
A couple weeks went by and I hadn’t heard anything more after reporting it to the cagers insurance company. Called them up and found out that they hadn’t yet received an accident report from the Police. So, I rectified that issue, by obtaining one from the local “constabulary” and faxed it to them Within two days, they sent out an examiner to look at “Lil’ Tam”. She took pictures of her, asked about they custom parts, took copies of my doctor bills, and then we discussed the internal damage to the bike and about how much it would cost. (Now, I realize talking about how much “I thought” it was going to cost to repair the bike was a big mistake. Don’t discuss what you think it will cost to repair – get a good estimate – and leave it at that.). She informed me that I would be hearing back from them in about 48 hours. It was only 22 hours.
About noontime, they called me and “informed” me that this is what they were going to pay by “totaling” the bike. And yes it was NADA Blue Book all the way. I was angry, said something about unacceptable and “Lawyer” (Dumb Mistake – the “lawyer” card is one that you don’t want to use – especially on your first conversation with the insurance company! It normally put your claim on hold. Their version of, “Put Up or Shut Up”). Then I asked what about my doctor bills. That is when she informed me that injury claims were handled by a different department. I said, “Ok, can I speak to them”. She politely – yes, her attitude changed – transferred me to that department. I asked about the status of my claim. They said they hadn’t started processing them and if I would like to begin that process. I’m thinking to myself, “Why didn’t you start this anyway?”
It seems a number of insurance companies split their property loss from injury claim to slow things down to their advantage. Causes claimant to negotiate twice and helps them render a cheaper settlement by tiring the claimant out. It’s all about cheap and fast – mainly cheap. But, when you can force them to “tie” the property loss with the injury claim, you quickly “cause” them to reconsider their first proffers. Somehow, I fell into this procedure of tying the two together. The call ended after this.
One week went by then came the second call; It was worth it! Legally, I can’t reveal the amount involved; but, I will say all Dr. Bills paid, enough to pay cost of restoration of Lil’ Tam, and enough to get a “NEW TO ME” bike! And why, because of the little statement on the doctor bill – “Whiplash Like Injury”. Neck and head injuries will always bring out the big $$$. Hey, but by this time all is fine. All healed up and neck muscles are not knotted up.
Breakout the Craigslist, Cycle Trader, and EBay!
My search began on Cycle Trader, I found a 2002 Honda Shadow ACE Deluxe. On Craigslist, I found a 1980 Sportster 1000 Ironhead and a VTX1300. So the process, of elimination began. While waiting for the checks to arrive, I got the chance to review their individual issues. Dropped one because it had a laundry list of problems and another because it was a rebuilt “totaled” bike. So yesterday, went over to Preston’s Motorcycle and ATV in Enid, Oklahoma and began the “gentile jostling” that is the fine art of haggling. Got a “fair” discount. One can always wish a “fairer” discount. I guess I should say it was more a “compromised” discount. I could tell the salesman wished he could have gotten more and I most definitely wished I could have paid less.
So what did I get?
A 2002 Honda Shadow ACE Deluxe with less than 13000 miles! She runs like a dream. Has River Road bags, Memphis Shades Windshield, and V&H pipes. Have a lot of custom work that I’m going to do. At least, maybe, I can now throw more $$$ Alex’s, Kyle's and UWE’s way.
So, why the silence? I didn't want to affect the outcome of the insurance settlement by posting something here I might have regretted. To borrow a line from the late, great OKLAHOMAN, Paul Harvey, "... and now you now the rest of the story!"
And what of “Lil’ Tam”. She’s gotten me this far – and – she’s going to take me a lot further…
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- 4 months ago
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Why the Silence or Ouch, Aspha
- From: mcornelsen
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First, “Greets” to all you 2-Wheeled (3 wheeled as well) Riders of the Great Asphalt, Brick and Concrete Roadways of our world and a fine “Hello” to all those who don’t - ride - that is. It’s been awhile since I’ve added anything new to this “blog”. I really dislike the word, “Blog”! It’s supposed to stand for “weblog”; sounds more like the aftermath of a few to many beers and ales. I’d rather consider this an open journal.
For those of who watched my profile early on, I was quite avid on posting a daily journal of things – “motorcycle”. Then it slowed and then around June 19 – almost stopped. There was a reason.
If you had read or recall from my profile, you know that my ride is a 1983 Honda 750 Shadow rebuilt from 2 “basketcases” and that in May of this year; “Lil’ Tami”, as I named it after my beautiful wife, roared - once again - back to life. I began to rack up the “slow miles” - you know – the 30-40 mph rides you do after an engine overhaul; then transitioned to the “Hey, can’t that thing go any faster” 55 mph rides as I realized that it wasn’t going to fall apart on me after all.
Of course, I began to customize her; windshield, bags, chrome, and brass. I was working on customizing her tank as well. I had two tanks for her. The first was an operational tank with a number of small “dings” near the top with a major “bash-in” on the left rear side; truly natty, gritty and dirty. The other was a clean and dent-less masterpiece bought on EBay that I was going to create a personalized statement out of. So, this became my obsession. I got my stripper, paints (base and color) and clear coats, cleaned up my HVLP paint gun, and then bid my time - till I could have a free weekend to get the job done at one shot. Well, of course, it didn’t work that way. I stripped the tank over 2 separate weekends, “phosphated” and primed it over another; by this time summer temps began to conspire against me. Temperatures over 80 degrees Fahrenheit at 7:00am in the morn don’t bode well for good paint jobs.
While this is going on, I’m still racking up miles – past the 300 mark, 400…
Friday, June 19 began as a “rainy day. Not a “downpour”, but a “soaker”. The rain had all ended around 9:30 to 10:00 and the road began to dry up quickly from the warm southwesterly breeze. By the noontime ride home for lunch, driving conditions were excellent. I completed filling out my ABATE application and was taking it to the post office after finishing lunch. I had decided to shift off the main street and take a parallel road just a block to the west of “Main Street” as this would get me on the “right” side of the street at the post office for parking. As I began my way down Santa Fe Street all was uneventful, until the half way mark of the of the first block . . .
Digressing on two points. For those who don’t know what ABATE is I offer this; ABATE stands for A Brotherhood Aiming Towards Education. ABATE is a motorcyclists' rights organization dedicated to preserving individual freedom and promoting safety by supporting rider training, safety and educational programs.
ABATE defrays the cost of fighting for your rights thru runs and benefits and encourages their members to become active in their local communities. ABATE works to protect the rights of all motorcyclists through direct involvement in the political process. ABATE is non-partisan and welcomes all riders.The second point; I’ll call the “12-4-2” issue. If you have taken a motorcycle training course, you’ll – or should – recognize this immediately. If not, an explanation that you should put into practice. The last – or first – is to learn to scan ahead 12 second along you anticipated path. What are you primarily watching for; intersections, trash in the roadway, cars or trucks carrying unsafe loads, drivers setting in parked cars – just ready to open their doors as you pass by – just to name a few things. The second is the 4 second immediate path. This is the minimum time that you have to execute a escape method or path to get out of danger. It doesn’t mean abandon all hope if you’re within that 4 second or less range. It in general means that if you execute an escape maneuver prior to reaching the hazard, you’ll be fine. You still may have to do a “pants cleanup” job. The first – or last – is the 2 second following distance. This is just as good for motorcycles as well as cars. Now back to the rest of the story…
When I had reached about the half way mark on then first block heading back south; I noticed a white car “hop” up over a rise, where the ATSF railroad tracks had been, heading west towards the intersection in front of me. I checked my speed – yup, I was doing the speed limit – 25 mph. I decided to shift down to 2nd gear and slowed down to 20mph. I watched the car as it slowed done as it approached the corner. The intersection I was approaching has stop signs for East/West traveling traffic, whereas; north/south traffic has full right of way. I was heading south, she was heading west. She continued to slow down to the stop sign, I began to plot my escape path as best I could – I was near 8 second from her is she was to pull out. The tires stopped rolling. “Yeah”, I thought to myself! At this point, less then 6 seconds from the point my bike would meet her car at the intersection.
Then it happened, she went ahead and pulled into the intersection.
I hit the brakes thinking to myself, “Oh No You Didn’t!” But, in fact, she did. Even at this low speed, I knew that “T-Boning” was the worst of all possible things, especially now, that I wasn’t wearing a helmet or gloves. I had to displace energy. “Swerve around her”, I thought. That’s when she saw me and stopped in the middle of the escape path I was planning. Ok, nothing but “T-Bone” or laying the bike over and translate some of the energy that way.Some people say that time slows when your about to have an accident. For me, it didn’t seem to – just – that, I was now thinking of things at speed I never thought at before. Rear brake, hard right, keep leg against the bike, I wonder how much the pipe is going to burn my leg, Impact, slight pain in hand, knee, leg out from under bike, get ready to crawl away on elbows, legs fine, arms fine, get you’re a$$ up and out of the middle of the road.
She finished crossing the intersection as I was standing up. I watched as Lil’ Tami completed a slow spin on the ground to stop facing herself back in the direction of travel. My adrenaline was pumping, the “Cager” got out of her car and asked me, “…are you alright”! But, from the second I got up off the ground till she asked that question, I was on an adrenaline boost. I thought about all the hours finding engine parts, test fitting, waiting for more part, assembling, all the cuts and scraps I got while assembling… All I could say to her at that point was, “YOU OWE ME A NEW BIKE”, as I watched antifreeze began to spill out on the ground!
The police was called and statements were taken. She admitted that she failed to yield and was ticketed. My wife arrived and that when the adrenaline began wearing off. My right hand was throbbing and my fingers felt numb. My right knee which felt no pain was now pounding like someone took a hammer to it. But, most disconcerting was my neck; it felt as if I would turn the wrong way – my head would fall off. Rather than getting an expense for an ambulance ride, I had the wife take me to see my doctor.We got there and he began his examination. Finally, I got the chance to drop my pants to see my knee. Had a nice avulsive “road rash” wound. 1/2” wide by 2” long by 1/16” deep. Not a big deal – but – will leave a scar. Funny thing is - my blue jeans showed no tear or rips. Not to be gross, but, we did find the chunk of epidermal flesh that was carved out of my knee in the pants.
X-rays were taken of the hand, knee, and my neck - which really was now hurting me almost to the point of tears. The diagnosis came back – general soft tissue and a “whiplash like” injury. I was really less concerned with me and more about the bike. When we left the scene of the accident, I had initially tried to get her started after lifting her back up off the ground. She did not start. After getting back from the doc, we got the bike home. Unfortunately, the pain meds and muscle relaxants for my neck had kicked in. The repair process on the bike would have to wait for another day.
Finally that day came. Broken shock on the right hand side, “Hey, My leg was there”! Broken brake hand grip. Minor scratches on windshield trim and saddlebags, cracks on new right hand side cover. I then started in on the more operational items. That’s when I again tried to start her.. No start with the clutch held in, attempted to shift her to neutral. Apparently, while the bike was going down – I had managed to get her into first gear. So as I said earlier, I tried to get her into neutral. No go – clutch in and trying to roll her back and forth. My heart sunk. Transmission damage!
When I began to put “Lil’ Tami” together in February, March, April and May, I got what seemed like a “ton” of spare parts. I had duplicates of almost every hard to find part and developed sources for those that were still commercially available. I ran the costs and knew that insurance would probably total the bike. But, I wasn’t going to let them have her no matter what. But, I wasn’t going to roll over and accept their settlement - until ALL my costs was met. I began order all the parts I needed and waited for them to examine her. They came, took pictures of the damaged, discussed the internal damage, and went away; I then began to rebuild her once more.
They were fairly quick on their settlement return and I let them know it wasn’t acceptable. About 2 weeks later heard from them again. This time, it was more than acceptable. Much more!
Anyway got “Lil’ Tami” up and running and decided now was the time to put that “new” tank on her. After running her around town to get the fuel level below the main tank and into the reserve tank, I pulled the old rough tank off and the custom painted decked out one on. I ran her over to the filling station to gas her back up. Gave her a shot of the expensive “premium” stuff – heck she deserved it. She had survived an accident! What did my eye behold? THE GAS WAS POURING OUT ON TO THE GROUND FROM A WELDED SEAM ON THE TANK! The fact that I ran her across town also meant the gas was dripping on “HOT” pipes! Pushed her away from the pumps and called the wife. She’s really good about rescuing me!
She came up in the car. We went back home and I retrieved the old tank, a length of hose from an old watering hose and a plastic container – to be used for siphoning gas, and all the tools I needed. Drove back up to the filling station and began the “ON-SITE” repair of siphoning off the remaining gas, removing the “new and busted” tank, reinstalling the “good old” tank, refilling the tank with the siphoned gas and washing down the bike and their driveway.
Finally, got home about 12:12am the next day and I had to shower – you could call me, “THE GAS MAN” LOL
. But, “Lil’ Tami” is running again and that’s what counts. But this is not the end of the story. Stay tuned over the next few days … - Blog post
- 4 months ago
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Careless UNINSURED Drivers!
- From: manybikes
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Scary! Scary! Scary!
My friend and fellow VTX rider of several years just recently was hit from behind by a Van while he was commuting on his Honda VTX across a bridge here in the bay area of California. Jeff was hit from behind, thrown over his bike... and landed on the guard rail ... teetering ... almost falling down, down, down into the chilly water of the San Francisco Bay! Yes... the same bay in which Alcatraz resides!
Jeff says:
"I’m lucky to be alive…The bozo that hit me has no CA license or insurance, just a Mexico DL. Jeff"
All in all ... Jeff is "ok" and is now fighting whith his insurance company. They do not want to give him credit for any of his "aftermarket accessories."
Get better soon Jeff!
Kyle
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- 4 months ago
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Jeff's Accident
- From: manybikes
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Peoples!
My friend of several years just recently was hit from behind by a Van while he was commuting on his Honda VTX across a bridge here in the bay area of California. Check out these photos! Jeff is "ok" and this is what he says:
"I’m lucky to be alive…The bozo that hit me has no CA license or insurance, just a Mexico DL. Jeff"
Get better soon Jeff!
Kyle
- 4 months ago
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Broken VTX!
- From: manybikes
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Peoples!
My friend of several years just recently was hit from behind by a Van while he was commuting on his Honda VTX across a bridge here in the bay area of California. Check out these photos! Jeff is "ok" and this is what he says:
"I’m lucky to be alive…The bozo that hit me has no CA license or insurance, just a Mexico DL. Jeff"
Get better soon Jeff!
Kyle
- 4 months ago
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Van Eats Motorcycle
- From: manybikes
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Peoples!
My friend of several years just recently was hit from behind by a Van while he was commuting on his Honda VTX across a bridge here in the bay area of California. Check out these photos! Jeff is "ok" and this is what he says:
"I’m lucky to be alive…The bozo that hit me has no CA license or insurance, just a Mexico DL. Jeff"
Get better soon Jeff!
Kyle
- 4 months ago
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