Chaosratt
Senior Member
ugh... I feel humiliated for even posting this.....
Coming along a long banking overpass. Cruising along at about 55ish. I'm in the slow lane (far outside) when the truck I've been watching dives down into my lane. My instant reaction was to grab brake and jink right ..... right into the emergency lane. The emergency lane on a bridge...... The lane covered in all the gravel, grit, and sh*t.
I think you can all figure out what happens to the newbie rider from here....
I cant honestly tell you what happened.... All I know is that I felt it start to slide, tried to keep it, and all of the sudden I was sandwiched between the bike and the concrete wall. I remember distinctly looking down over the top of the wall at one nano-second and thinking "Thats a long way down".
All I can say for sure is that the only reason their still not out there trying to squeegee me off the lower level is because I was still mostly attached to the bike, and it likely pulled me off the wall as it slid back into traffic.
Next moment of consciousness I'm face first on the pavement with my right ankle stuck under the bike. I yanked it out without thinking and my first thought after realizing that all my arms and legs were still attached was my bike. I'm very out of shape, so all I can say is that adrenaline rocks. I picked the bike up in one heave from the right side, leaned over and pushed the kickstand out with my hand.
The guy in the black truck never stopped. I have no doubt in my mind that he never saw me, before or after. Several other people stopped. After about 800 "are you alright"'s I fired up the bike and left. I was OK. The asshole didn't stop, no point in fire/medical/police.
Helmet: KIA
Leather Jacket: KIA
Jeans: KIA and slightly damp.
Shoes: KIA
Right Mirror: KIA
Right Side markers: Both KIA
Lower right brake pedal: MIA
Me: Sore, Stiff, Bruised, Bloody, but not broken... I don't think, my ankle hurts like hell now.
Morel of the story, that big truck that you have your eye on; He really doesn't see you, and he is about to cut you off.
Not bad for 2 days and 120 miles on the odo huh? God damnet I pissed off right now.
Pics forthcoming as soon as I can mooch someones camera.
Coming along a long banking overpass. Cruising along at about 55ish. I'm in the slow lane (far outside) when the truck I've been watching dives down into my lane. My instant reaction was to grab brake and jink right ..... right into the emergency lane. The emergency lane on a bridge...... The lane covered in all the gravel, grit, and sh*t.
I think you can all figure out what happens to the newbie rider from here....
I cant honestly tell you what happened.... All I know is that I felt it start to slide, tried to keep it, and all of the sudden I was sandwiched between the bike and the concrete wall. I remember distinctly looking down over the top of the wall at one nano-second and thinking "Thats a long way down".
All I can say for sure is that the only reason their still not out there trying to squeegee me off the lower level is because I was still mostly attached to the bike, and it likely pulled me off the wall as it slid back into traffic.
Next moment of consciousness I'm face first on the pavement with my right ankle stuck under the bike. I yanked it out without thinking and my first thought after realizing that all my arms and legs were still attached was my bike. I'm very out of shape, so all I can say is that adrenaline rocks. I picked the bike up in one heave from the right side, leaned over and pushed the kickstand out with my hand.
The guy in the black truck never stopped. I have no doubt in my mind that he never saw me, before or after. Several other people stopped. After about 800 "are you alright"'s I fired up the bike and left. I was OK. The asshole didn't stop, no point in fire/medical/police.
Helmet: KIA
Leather Jacket: KIA
Jeans: KIA and slightly damp.
Shoes: KIA
Right Mirror: KIA
Right Side markers: Both KIA
Lower right brake pedal: MIA
Me: Sore, Stiff, Bruised, Bloody, but not broken... I don't think, my ankle hurts like hell now.
Morel of the story, that big truck that you have your eye on; He really doesn't see you, and he is about to cut you off.
Not bad for 2 days and 120 miles on the odo huh? God damnet I pissed off right now.
Pics forthcoming as soon as I can mooch someones camera.
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