Be Excellent To Each Other

Doing so will enable you to stand up and walk away from this:



With this:

...as your worst physical injury.

What's the story there, then? How'd he come off?

very very lucky.

I agree with the lesson there. Proper gear is what gave me a broken arm instead of a broken arm and no skin.

Lets look at the evidence....

Twisty road.

Middle Aged Man

High powered bike.

I'd say he obviously saw a kitten in the road and swerved to avoid it.

The man on the bike was me, at about quarter past twelve today.

(that's one of my rideout friends surveying the damage in the first photo)
(that's my knee in the third)

My knee hurts like fuck but after being x-rayed, poked and prodded in A&E I am declared fit to go home, and to expect severe soreness for the next 48 hours followed by a gradual recovery over the next 5-7 days.

I just want the damn bike put back together so I can get back on it and carry on!

Fuck. Glad to hear you're okay, chap. What happened? Was it just you involved or did you hit something?

Shit shit. Sorry. Thought it was just another idiot on a high powered bike who had come a cropper. Like the idiot going down the M3 on Wednesday afternoon doing approx 100mph *between* the middle and outside lanes, therefore driving through gaps between cars going at 70-80 mph. Fucking suicidal and frankly could have been hit at any moment as he came out of peoples blind spots. Fucker was only the width of another wing mirror away from my door!

So what happened?

My cousin had an accident on his R1 in Belgium. Sadly he's a complete vegan and refuses to either wear anything leather or sit in seats made of leather.

It cost him a kneecap. Mind you, he was going over a hundred. I'll never forget that. Worried myself sick for about a week before they finally airlifted him home, and by gum he was in a right old two and eight. They had to skin graft from his left ass cheek which left sooooo sore looking patches that looked like they had used a potato peeler on his ass. He also had to use those dressings that look like rubber skin. And getting them off? His screams still haunt me.

Didn't stop him though soppy twat. His gixxer just got half inched from Crystal Palace. We pray he won't get another one but deep down he can't shake the buzz. He has two cars I would love to have (60s cooper and a Golf Rallye 4x4 SC) just sitting on his drive. They've been there unused for about eight years, even since he fell in love with his superbikes.

Crap just realised it was you that fell off. I thought you were out and saw the accident !

Jolly glad you're OK. It'll hurt for ages, I've been off bikes a couple of times and road rash is a fuckin bitch.

So what went down? There's not much of a bend there, from what I can see (not enough for you to be able to lose it at a speed that'd leave the bike on the road).
Anyway, you didn't tell us about the important thing - how's the bike?

Cruel. Funny but cruel haha.

Well from the look of it the front wheel will need hitting with a club hammer a few times. hehehe.

x a million.

Knees grow back, bikes don't.
I can see what happened now I've looked at the first picture in detail, but I'm scratching my head because the bike looks in remarkably good condition. Is the off side ruined?

We are living, in a matierial world and Grim is a matierial girl.

Out on a rideout, going along this road, down the hill (I was coming 'towards' the camera in those pics) and back up this one. Corner is moderately tight so I eased the throttle to lose speed, was down to about 35-40mph and started to lean. Front wheel went out from under me and I came down hard on my right side, bike landing on my right leg.

Slide along on my right side for a few moments until I went off the road and into the guard rail. Bike (I assume) struck it and spun back to end up where it was in the first pic. I regained my senses lying on my back underneath the guard rail, one arm standing up on each side.

After first thinking "Shit, how did I just bin it? Fuck!" I then feared for breaking something and so moved both my arms and hands. Both fine. Sat up and looked at both my legs. Both fine. Climbed out from under the guardrail and was just getting to my feet when Steve (guy in the pic, following behind in the rideout) was arriving.

Bike spilled its oil out all over the road so after a passing motorist helped us get it up against the guard rail and on its wheels again we threw some grass and dirt onto it. We called the other guys who came back to meet us. Many cars stopped and asked if we were alright, one nice lady even offered me her bottle of orange juice. As I was alive and intact, I began fretting about my bike instead.

Steve called his friends who run a recovery company in Caerleon and they dispatched the recovery truck for me.

We all waited telling dodgy anecdotes and taking the piss for about two hours until the truck arrived. Bike winched onto the truck (using a wheel skate) and then I hauled myself painfully up into the cab for the two hour drive home. Kate and I then went immediately to the Heath Hospital emergency room where I was examined and x-ray and given some really strong painkillers and then sent home, where I've eaten Chinese takeaway and uploaded the pics.

DAMAGE REPORT:

Bike:
-fucked front forks
-front and side fairings ruined
-minor dent in downpipe
-indicators on right side snapped off.
-sundry other damage (incredibly, the fuel tank is absolutely pristine)

Me:
-road rash right forearm
-friction abrasion right thumb where it meets the hand (thumb also painful)
-road rash left forearm
-sore left ankle
-big friction abrasion (that bled through my jeans) on my right knee
-right knee hurts like fuck and though I can walk it's with great pain and getting up or down from chairs (or indeed, huge trucks) is not fun.

Despite this, a thorough examination of everything and an x-ray of my knee indicate I can just look forward to a week off work, in great pain.



My shoulder. Textile jacket rubbed away, the shoulder armour is abraded, and there's a small hole in my Canada Kicks Ass t-shirt underneath! Boo!

Shit. Glad to hear you're ok mate.

(Out of interest, do you remember the names of any of the doctors you saw at the Heath. I was wondering if I knew any of them.)

The triage nurse was a 40-something man with a moustache.

The doctor was very young - about my age I'd say.

The x-ray guy was older, 50s.

Didn't get any names, I was too busy trying not to swear as I kept taking my pants on and off for the various explanations.

I suggest.

http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/SOUTH-PARK-TERRAN ... 286.c0.m14

Knob. Stop riding this death machine, you make us worry.

You look a bit like Tv Pundit and ex-liverpool(?) footballer Tony(?) Rossingnol(?). I don't think he's ever come off his bike though.

Bugger, that's not bad. Looks like you'll need some new armour, too

Going to bed last night I noticed that where my shirt had been rubbed through there was a small deposit of tarmac in the skin, which I quickly cleaned out and antiseptic'd.

My knee is very swollen today, I've got a bag (read: rubber glove with the end tied off) of ice on it right now.

Christ, Meaty, you got away quite lucky there — that's a hell of a road-burn in your jacket. What type of jeans were you wearing?

Still several hundred pounds' damage to the bike, though it could be worse. Did you get fully comp insurance, or are you going to have to pay for that off your own back?

It's interesting how far away you can end up from your bike, and how far from the crash spot your bike can land. Mine ended up upside-down in a chain fence on my first crash

Good to hear you're okay, anyway. You'll be sore for some time, but as long as there's no permanent, more serious damage. How are you mentally?

I was wearing cheap Zantos jeans from Matalan under my Richa bike pants. I don't think they sustained any damage.

Fully comp insurance - and I've got GAP too, which is extra nice (as the bike was practically new when I bought it - only 500 miles)

I am incredibly sore today... it took several agonizing minutes to get out of bed, and I shuffled downstairs to the front room where I've been since. It wasn't an especially comfortable night either.

Mentally I'm just frustrated with myself for crashing and for all the hassle that brings - we were having a jolly good time yesterday until this happened, and I just want my bike back so I can carry on riding it.

I declared yesterday as I was going to bed that I want to be dead before I become a feeble old man. Because that's how I feel. Constant pain in movement, dreading certain movements, sharp twinges. I walked to the bottom of the stairs and really, REALLY did not want to have to ascend them. Putting pants and shoes on is extremely difficult without pain, and I don't know how I'll manage to have a bath or shower either without a lot of swearing.

Glad you're ok Mr Angel. Makes you wonder what the damage would've been like if it'd been one of those idiots who goes out on a motorbike in a T-shirt and shorts just because it's a warm day.

Saw more than a few of those - the recovery truck guy and I were spotting them on the way home, and hoping the thing on the back of the truck would make them think twice.

They call them SQUIDs.... it can mean many things but Stupidly Quick, Underdressed, Imminently Dead is best. (or Super Quick Until I Die)

I mean, if you can afford a new Fireblade (which is what they invariably ride) you can afford to spend £400 or so on some decent gear. Unless the thought of having the chunks of tarmac cleaned out of your wounds with a wire brush really appeals to you.

Where to was that, then?

Blimey. Glad you're okay chap. Especially gutting considering the sun has made an appearance for the second day in a row.

That's not same bike I saw you on last time, what's the new one?

It is/was my Suzuki SV650S. I traded my CB500 in for it back in March.

It used to look like this:

Wowsers you are a very lucky man.

Glad you came out reasonably unscathed. I have lost two of my friends on motorbikes but I still understand why people ride them. It's a great feeling!

One of my other friends came off his bike and spun across a dual carriageway (someone clipped him at high speed)he was wearing a full set of leathers and amazingly he only injured one big toe

Why can't I see Nemmie's post?

Yeah, me either.

I'm glad to hear that Canada's finest export is still alive, if a little battered and bruised!

I was tempted by bikes when I was younger and my bro started with a nifty fifty, but then moved to cars. I know I can be a real idiot on the road sometimes, so decided that being an idiot on a bike was potentially far more lethal than in a car. I do see a Caterham/Westfield type in my future though.

Sounds like it hasn't put you off though mate!

Ouch! Hope you heal up quickly.

That Nemmie post thing had me scratching my head for fookin ages.

The truth is out there. doo doo doo doo doo doooooo.

Thanks for all the good wishes, chaps. I'm lurching around the house with my comedy knee (which is colossal, pics soon) and will try and make the best of it by playing some serious Xboxage.

Glad to hear you're not too badly injured. Hope the recovery is swift.

Echoing the best wishes for a speedy recovery and glad that sensible attire saved the day.

Now, I'm off to play some Men Without Hats...

My comedy knees (in case it's not obvious, the left one is the normal one):


I've decided that the reason old people piss themselves isn't because they have weak bladders. It's because sitting in your own piss is far less uncomfortable than hauling yourself up from your chair, up the stairs to the toilet.

(no, I haven't pissed myself)

Hmm

I did post to this thread, what happened there?

Glad you escaped relatively unscathed there was more to my post than that but maybe someone can resurrect it.

Ah, good! I feared you were just wearing jeans for a momen then. I guess you'd be a lot worse off if you were.



At least you won't have to pay for the damage yourself then, and you should be up and running in no time. I've been off the bike for 11.5 months now, and every time I see one ride past it's like a kick in the balls. I'm hoping to get one again by next summer if this claim ever gets sorted.



Frustrating, isn't it. Don't beat yourself up over it though.

Do you know why you lost the front end?

Probably dirt/grit/sand/oil on the road. The exact reason why I gave up riding motorbikes.

Came off my Vespa three times, twice was down to oil/grit losing the front end.

Came off an RD125 once. Never again.

Fuckin pain in your bones goes on for weeks. Horrible, nagging aching pain that goes right to the core.

Could have been a rise/dip or bump in the road, too. I'd like to know, and I'm sure Meaty would have looked for the culprit, unless he simply pushed it too far (though he doesn't strike me as someone who would.)



Hah, you're telling me! I've had the same deep pain in my arm for nearly a year, and it's not going to get any better from here. I'm too hooked on bikes and too stupid to give them up though.

I strongly advise you don't do that sort of thing in future. Staying upright on bikes of any kind is a much better option.

why give up what you enjoy!

Dude, if you really don't want to get married, you don't have to. Kate catching the bouquet doesn't mean you should resort to chucking yourself off your bike!

I've only had my licence 18 months, I know I'm very inexperienced still. I just let the rest of the guys take off into the distance and went along as best as I could. Which strikes me as lucky, since as we'd only just started after a break meant there was still someone behind me or I might have been there for ages before someone came to check on me.

I'm going to have to say it must have been loose gravel/fuel/dirt on the road. There were a lot of farms and tractors around there.



Yup. Shiny side up, always.

Jesus Perkies! glad you're 'ok' mate. Just restored my old saying that everyone I know who's had a bike, has had an accident. Mend well.

Cor, glad you're okay Meaty. Knees are funny things though, so take a lot of care with it while it's recovering. I ignored all advice when I banged mine snowboarding and it's still a bit off some 13 years on. Take it darned easy until it's better.

My brother in law and brother both ride and have both had accidents that would have left them needing new skin all over if they hadn't been wearing decent gear - so I too am gobsmacked when I see people riding around on bikes in shorts. Favourite was a guy in St Tropez riding in his linen suit with his girlfriend on the back, who was wearing a cocktail dress and stilettos.