This-if you deliberately lay down a motorcycle then you probably shouldn’t be riding one anyway. I rode (a LOT) from age 16 to 71 (quitting only after a cardiac issue). Swerve? You betcha. Swerve HARD, even it it’s takes you into a ditch? Yup, that too. In my 55 years of riding I found decades ago that most of the “had to lay ‘er down” crowd have no idea how a motorcycle actually steers (can you say “counter steering?”). As long as you’re on 2 wheels YOU are in control. Once it’s down, the friction surface you’re sliding on and the fixed objects in your trajectory are in control. You may get hurt doing evasive maneuvers, but you WILL get hurt sliding down the road. If it’s a squirrel, cat, dog you try to avoid it by a swerve-if you Can’t, then hit it a straight on as possible roll on the wick and hang on ‘cause it’s going to be a rough rideThe steel shop I worked at made things for a prison expansion. One inmate did indeed commit suicide by running into a delivery truck. Our driver was shaken and that's how I went through an FBI background check in case I was needed to make other deliveries. I made several guard towers, basically a platform on a perforated tube.
As far as accidents go, I keep hearing about motorcycle riders laying their bike down to avoid an accident. I prefer strong brakes, power and handling, but I at least learned who not to listen to.
I don't typically second guess most/many comments, but I too have generally felt that if it's claimed that the rider "had to lay it down", I had an awful lot of doubt. Laying one down has never, ever been an instantaneous thought to me in all my years of riding, under any condition. Now I'm not saying it has never happened that some rider, somewhere, at sometime, hasn't deliberately laid one down ... but let's just say it ain't never been my first thought.This-if you deliberately lay down a motorcycle then you probably shouldn’t be riding one anyway. I rode (a LOT) from age 16 to 71 (quitting only after a cardiac issue). Swerve? You betcha. Swerve HARD, even it it’s takes you into a ditch? Yup, that too. In my 55 years of riding I found decades ago that most of the “had to lay ‘er down” crowd have no idea how a motorcycle actually steers (can you say “counter steering?”). As long as you’re on 2 wheels YOU are in control. Once it’s down, the friction surface you’re sliding on and the fixed objects in your trajectory are in control. You may get hurt doing evasive maneuvers, but you WILL get hurt sliding down the road.
Same goes for elk! It destroyed a rv going less than 50 (rv, not the elk )Moose/Bear = Brick Wall
I have seen the aftermath of both, Jasper National Park. Even the small ones win that altercation.
Try having 2 turkeys in the back seat that's still alive after coming thru your windshield. He'll no, I'm getting out and away from their spurs! It happened to me and filled 5 boxes of pizza with glass. Not sure how that was even possible when none of the boxes were able to open when my arm kept them closed and from ending on the floor?What's bad is if you hit a deer that's just tall enough to come sliding across the hood, through the windshield and land in the front seat with you. Its really bad if its still alive and kicking like crazy. I've seen that happen several times.
My ex husband laid our bike down when we were in Germany. We were riding with our friends and the guys thought they would race on a curvy secondary road. Our friends were ahead of us, he caught the shoulder and took out a fog marker, which put them into a high speed wobble. The last thing I remember seeing before I saw my leg under our bike and sparks flying, was our friends’ bike flying and they were flying. My ex said he put it down because he didn’t know where they were going to land. It seemed to happen in slow motion but the Polizei seemed to be there immediately. Anyway, he pretty much ruined me for riding for a long time after that. Road rash is the worst. Tore a hole through the elbow of my leather jacket, the toe of my boot and the knee of my jeans. It sheered off the head of the bolt on my helmet where I lifted the face shield up. The adrenaline dump was unreal. Never forgave him for that.I don't typically second guess most/many comments, but I too have generally felt that if it's claimed that the rider "had to lay it down", I had an awful lot of doubt. Laying one down has never, ever been an instantaneous thought to me in all my years of riding, under any condition. Now I'm not saying it has never happened that some rider, somewhere, at sometime, hasn't deliberately laid one down ... but let's just say it ain't never been my first thought.
well, that's way worse than having a foot peg jump your shinMy ex husband laid our bike down when we were in Germany. We were riding with our friends and the guys thought they would race on a curvy secondary road. Our friends were ahead of us, he caught the shoulder and took out a fog marker, which put them into a high speed wobble. The last thing I remember seeing before I saw my leg under our bike and sparks flying, was our friends’ bike flying and they were flying. My ex said he put it down because he didn’t know where they were going to land. It seemed to happen in slow motion but the Polizei seemed to be there immediately. Anyway, he pretty much ruined me for riding for a long time after that. Road rash is the worst. Tore a hole through the elbow of my leather jacket, the toe of my boot and the knee of my jeans. It sheered off the head of the bolt on my helmet where I lifted the face shield up. The adrenaline dump was unreal. Never forgave him for that.
btw it was on a dirt bike with a non-rubberized pegwell, that's way worse than having a foot peg jump your shin
I can understand your feelings, but I've got to believe he didn't lay it down intentionally to cause you or anyone else any hurt. And "being ruined for riding" for a long time is understandable as well, but it appears forgiveness has been found since you are apparently riding again. I can truthfully say the very nearly same thing happened to me and my wife, but I assure it wasn't because I thought to lay it down. I rode us out as hard as I could, but in the end it was more than I could hang on to. But with my death grip on the bars and the wife's grip around my waist, we gave it a good try.My ex husband laid our bike down when we were in Germany. We were riding with our friends and the guys thought they would race on a curvy secondary road. Our friends were ahead of us, he caught the shoulder and took out a fog marker, which put them into a high speed wobble. The last thing I remember seeing before I saw my leg under our bike and sparks flying, was our friends’ bike flying and they were flying. My ex said he put it down because he didn’t know where they were going to land. It seemed to happen in slow motion but the Polizei seemed to be there immediately. Anyway, he pretty much ruined me for riding for a long time after that. Road rash is the worst. Tore a hole through the elbow of my leather jacket, the toe of my boot and the knee of my jeans. It sheered off the head of the bolt on my helmet where I lifted the face shield up. The adrenaline dump was unreal. Never forgave him for that.