DamoR1 Posted December 20, 2006 Posted December 20, 2006 Its seems to me that when ever we go for a ride and stop for a chat we alway's end up laughing about that near miss !!!! The best funniest story has gotta be my 1st crash !! At the time I was living in Redhill and working in Guildford, I'd not passed my full test, was on my NSR 125 and thought I was Joey Dunlop ! A friend of mine had told me a few day's before " Your not a real rider until you've had your 1st crash " Red rag to a bull !! On the way to work on a nice and wet A25 I found myself riding over every white line, man hole and pile of crap I could find. Then just when I was not expecting it, Out jumps a member of surrey's wild life. On comes the front brake, locked up and down I go. Fuck me, that was fast. The next thing I remeber was break dancing down the midle of the road on my back and my pride and joy flying over a kerb then a brick wall into a garden. No damage done other than feeling like a right plonker but the bike was now second hand !! a role of sticky tape later and it was back on the road. I'll never forget my 1st !!!!!! Ride hard and safe !! !!!
Godzilla Posted January 2, 2007 Posted January 2, 2007 My 1st bike was a DT50 and i used to tootle about everywhere on that little bike. 1st falling off happened on the way to work (The last time i went in on a saturday for a bit of extra cash) It was a lovely sunny summers day and i came off a roundabout behind a bunch of neds in a ford fiesta as i turned off the roundabout i watched in slow motion as one of the little oiks dumped a mug of coke out of the car window. Well, daft off road tyres met slippy soft drink and my teenaged arse was soon skipping down the street at a princely 35mph. My second parting from my little DT came after getting a puncture, again at a roundabout, came into roundabout, police car on the next turning i started on my way and just as i started to lay the massive hp to the road the back wheel slipped round in the tyre and catapulted me upside down into the front wing of the aforementioned police car. Old bill was most helpful and as no harm was done drove off leaving me to pick myself up and try to get home. Ah the memories, desperatly trying to squeeze 40mph out of a bike slightly less powerful than your average hoover.
Moderator YamaHead Posted January 2, 2007 Moderator Posted January 2, 2007 I once T-boned a lady in a cage @ an unmarked 4-way intersection....of which I had the right-of-way! Dumb broad said she didn't know I was there until I hit her ......& I coulda swore she slowed enough to let me through the intersection in front of her. I was riding home from work on my XJ550 Seca....& it happened only 2 blocks from my house! But the thing I remember the most was the sound of metal to metal contact.....my head going through the side window......& me being extremely pissed off about the state my bike was in afterwards. oh...& also that my left knee "pops" every morning ever since then.
kendo phil Posted January 3, 2007 Posted January 3, 2007 Two tales spring to mind, firslty whilst visiting a friend of mine in college I saw a bunch of young ladies stood on the outside of a nice 90 degree bend. I decided to impress them by dropping the bike in and going round the corner with my knee down. Unfortunatly the college employed traffic calming measures in the form of speed humps, which i hit fully lent over. The bike skirted off down the road without me and I got up with a swollen knee and damaged pride to giggles and applauase from the girls. I took a bow and limped off to pick up my dead bike which needed a new lever, clipon and farining panel DOH! The second was following a green escort estate that was transporting 8x4 sheets of plasterboard on the roofrack. These were tied on with furry string. The car pulled off from a roundabout and as he got up to spped the string snapped and the sheets stood up. I ploughed through the first one roadrunner style, the second one whoosed over the top of my head and the third hit the road and exploded, showering plaster all over the place. The impact wrote off my farining, indicators, headlamp, horn and caused severe underpants damage. I pulled over to find all the witnesses though that I was doing some kind of movie stunt.
caulkie Posted January 4, 2007 Posted January 4, 2007 My only off involved me showing off to a work colleague who I knew was a biker but didn't have one at the time so had to make do with his car. we were racing but I knew I could lean over and get to the roundabout first after the bend. I completed that task but forgot that when I arrived at the roundabout, I was doing maybe 20mph more than I should of. Changed down two gears accidentally, dropped the clutch and that was pancaked on the road with the bike lying nearby and the worried look of my colleague trying to avoid me and the bike. i crawled breathless to the rondabout and managed to get comfy on my back, then the pain started, later on I found that breaking four ribs on the same side was not good. three weeks off (sunny September and PS2!!!) whilst I was mending, the bike was being mended. My colleague told me, when I got back to work, that he was impressed with my attack on the roundabout when he saw my rear tyre smoking, he said that when he saw my front smoking that he knew I was in trouble and then I went over. £1600 of damage repaired, most of September off, and ego well and truley put in place, I've now learnt my lesson
Boozehound Posted January 4, 2007 Posted January 4, 2007 Phil, I was pissing myself laughing at both of your stories. Superb.
kendo phil Posted January 4, 2007 Posted January 4, 2007 Thats just the tip of the iceburg (as they say) I have done so much stupid stuff its a wonder I am able to sit here and type about it! On the back of my dads Z400 I stood up at a set of lights in London for a stretch, the lights changed and he shot off leaving me there in the middle of the junction. I charged up the battery on my gp125 so much that when I disconnected it, it exploded and showered my face with acid. Midway through fitting new front pads to a bike I got a phone call, went back to tidy up and go for a spin. Stopped to chat to some of my mates and told them about my top job to only have one of them point out that I had not done up the caliper bolts. I screwed them in finger tight and forgot - whoops. But the most impressive (some of you will think this is BS - but I swear its true!) About 200 yards from my old house was a long straight followed by a sharp corner. Thinking about my tea I was not thinking about the corner, before I new it I had gone in twice as fast as normal. I used the chuck it in, dont touch the brakes and hold on technique. The front end pushed and skipped, Im going down in a big way and its going to hurt I thought. The back started to slip and I thought - right lowside here we come. It was at that point I hit the deep curb with both wheels, riding up it wall of death style. I clung to the widly bucking machine as it ran along the kerb for about a metre, although after a few pints it gets longer. The bike picked itself back up (I cannot claim any part in this as I had my eyes shut!) and fired me semi-on the bike down the road, still on two wheels. Randy Mamola - try that one. I stopped the bike and went back to look at the kurb, which had 2 streaks of banana shaped rubber where the wheeles had hit. I looked around - not a sole in sight - nobody had seen my amazing not dying skills, probably just as well. I continued home at about 15mph and had a nice pint to calm down. Anybody fancy a ride out?
BULLDOG Posted January 5, 2007 Posted January 5, 2007 Two tales spring to mind, firslty whilst visiting a friend of mine in college I saw a bunch of young ladies stood on the outside of a nice 90 degree bend. I decided to impress them by dropping the bike in and going round the corner with my knee down. Unfortunatly the college employed traffic calming measures in the form of speed humps, which i hit fully lent over. The bike skirted off down the road without me and I got up with a swollen knee and damaged pride to giggles and applauase from the girls. I took a bow and limped off to pick up my dead bike which needed a new lever, clipon and farining panel DOH! The second was following a green escort estate that was transporting 8x4 sheets of plasterboard on the roofrack. These were tied on with furry string. The car pulled off from a roundabout and as he got up to spped the string snapped and the sheets stood up. I ploughed through the first one roadrunner style, the second one whoosed over the top of my head and the third hit the road and exploded, showering plaster all over the place. The impact wrote off my farining, indicators, headlamp, horn and caused severe underpants damage. I pulled over to find all the witnesses though that I was doing some kind of movie stunt. I was pissing myself when I read this. Cheers for sharing it. My first accident was with an old CZ250 that I bought for about 50 quid. I was wth a few mates who had mopeds and we were pissing about on an old farm road with a couple of sleeping policeman. After watching them using the speed bump as a launch pad I decide to try for myself. After a long run up and just after putting it in 5th I stood on the pegs, the bike hit the bump and took off. Unfortunately the farmers gate arrived a split second after the bike hit the ground. The impact of the bike threw me over the gate into a cow field. Luckily I wasn't hurt but the bike was dead. Thinking back I know it was a stupid thing to do but that's what happens when you're young.
caulkie Posted January 5, 2007 Posted January 5, 2007 Anybody fancy a ride out? Yeah alright Phil, but I'll bring my camera and kevlar vest if its ok with you mate
DamoR1 Posted January 9, 2007 Author Posted January 9, 2007 I've made a few conclusions about dropping the bike on the dirt. 1. On a small bike, its slower , cheaper and less painfull 2. On a larger bike ( like mine ) its F***ing expensive, Hurts a bit, and happens so bloody fast that you dont have time to scream " Oh Shit, this is gonna hurt " does it slow us down ? Does it F**K, have fun Damo.
freak_flyer Posted March 19, 2007 Posted March 19, 2007 Love the stories, and glad everyone came out of them at least partially intact! I've been riding on the UK roads for all of 5 weeks now and <<TOUCH WOOD>> not had an off, but I had my first encounter with mud last week! I was going down a nice country road near Bridgwater that got narrower and narrower, then, round a nice bend the road was flooded and had about 10m of mud past the water!! Losing control with front and back wheels at the same time isn't fun and I ended up covered in SH*T past my knees and all over the fairing of my (almost) new R6! Kept her shiny-side up though, somehow! Needed 5 minutes after that to enjoy the Somerset country views from the side of the road and collect my thoughts!!
kendo phil Posted March 19, 2007 Posted March 19, 2007 Hey, I live just outside bridgwater. Fancy a pint at some point?
Tomo Posted March 19, 2007 Posted March 19, 2007 Some top stories there. Phil i am still laughing at some of those. Glad you are here to tell the tale
freak_flyer Posted March 20, 2007 Posted March 20, 2007 Hey, I live just outside bridgwater. Fancy a pint at some point? Sounds like a plan. My email is... [email protected] I live in Bristol but have started going riding out around Weston / Minehead / Cheddar with some mates. You should come join us next time we're out. Rob
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