I think from now on, I will carry two.
That is, when I get on a motorcycle again.
That shiny new teal motorcycle I picked up back in march and I have done two things together. 1) 3,500 miles, and 2) gymnastics on the highway.
Not sure the bike is going to make it. I have counted between $5-6K worth of parts alone, and that’s only what I can see. There is some value left in this bike, so I’m hoping it’s just a lot of bolt on bits, and I’ll get it back.
We also did the “full dresser,” which consists of a low-side, followed almost immediately with a high-side, violence, tumbling, groaning, cursing, exchanging of information, and a trip to the ER.
Surprisingly, I was able to ride it home, but once I got here, the adrenaline wore off and I have been chair-ridden ever since. Fortunately, I can work from home. I don’t like to, but I can.
Because of the low/high side, there is damage to just about everything but the front/rear fender, seat. Shit, there’s even damage on the top of the windscreen.
Some of the highlights, but not all. No need to bore anyone with photos of scrapes and scratches on 50 motorcycle parts.
Long story short:
Two lanes on highway. My lane was going 40ish, the other driver’s lane was going slightly slower. We were all slowing down for congestion.
I had rolled off the throttle and was just closing up the 100' gap to the car in front of me. The other lane was already bumper to bumper.
While I was coasting down in my lane, one of the cars in the other lane saw the reasonably large space in front of me and decided they had to be in it. They cranked the wheel and jerked out.
Not in front of me. Into me.
The only warning I had was movement just beyond my left knee out of the corner of my eye. I looked down to see a fender coming into my lane. He came in contact with the rear of my bike like a PIT maneuver.
Bike went down on the left side, I slid for 20' or so, ruined a pair of pants, then the rubber met the road and vaulted us both in the air and I ended up on the shoulder while the bike bounced to a stop.
There goes my riding season.