Ways to drop your motorcycle

[eidian]

They left out the one where the wife's brother-in-law thinks he can stand beside the bike while holding it up and taking his two year old son off the seat. At least the two year old had enough sense to walk away from the bike as his dad slowly fails in his attempt to keep the bike up. Thank goodness I was able to get to my bike before it laid down completely--I/we kept it on the foot peg.

And can you believe he still wanted to ride the bike after that anyway!?

[RichLockyer]

1. Putting your foot into a hole when stopping. Dirtbike
37. Trying to countersteer (or wheelie) your shaft driven bike? Huh? Who wrote that?
40. Getting ****ed off for dropping it in the first place, yanking it vigorously off the ground, only to have it dropped on the other side. Dirtbike
48. Kick stand slowly burying itself in soft ground Dirtbike
92. Dropping your dirtbike on the side of a steep hill covered in pine humus, then while getting it righted go over the down side because it's too far of an angle to get a foot down. Dirtbike
101. Trying to start out in a quick turn (leaning in anticipation of giving it throttle) and stalling it out because the engine hasn't warmed yet - it's a nice, slow drop... Vulcan
106. Absentmindedly putting the bike on the kick stand and walking away before you check to see if the driveway is level ... "crunch". Dirtbike
113. Parking on a bit of an incline (slopes down right to left), having your left foot slip a little when getting back on the bike, and slowly loosing your balance. Dirtbike
120. With bike off, try to make walking U-turn in driveway. Bike doesn't have necessary turning radius, front wheel leaves pavement and goes into soft dirt. Dirtbike

And a couple on the dirtbike not listed, such as, having a sudden loss of huevos halfway up a hillclimb that the bike really is capable of and letting off the throttle, only to realize that on a 45 degree hillclimb, the ground is a LOT farther away from the seat than it is in the sandy washes.

[guymanndude1]

Stop in a turn lane of a busy 4 lane and wait for the light and or traffic to clear. Then after doing your best head on a swivel safety check, start to take off, but don't pay attention to the fact that your rpm's are dropping as you ease out on the clutch. Then let it die and stop abruptly, sliding you forward to where you can't quite get your feet down until after you've past well beyond the balance point.
Regardless of the amount of sting you feel after the abrupt stop at the asphalt, this one's guaranteed to get you up and out from under the bike very quickly. Nothing like being down at rabbits eye view when all these heavy machines go racing by you in the other lanes to deliver the proper motivation, I also got my bike up started and out of the way of the light before it ended. Highly motivational!

[C2H5OH]

-Rushing to get to the toilet because of a bad case of the runs and not getting the stand all the way down and dropping the bike and leaving it on the ground while doing the 'squeezed-butt-cheeks-waddle' to the toilet

-For some reason I did the kickstand kick-down on the right side...it was on the left....crap

[texrider]

If video cameras were popular when I was a kid riding dirtbikes, there would be enough hilarious footage for several seasons of a tv show!

[Army_of_Ninja]

Originally Posted by C2H5OH

-Rushing to get to the toilet because of a bad case of the runs and not getting the stand all the way down and dropping the bike and leaving it on the ground while doing the 'squeezed-butt-cheeks-waddle' to the toilet

-For some reason I did the kickstand kick-down on the right side...it was on the left....crap

pfffft hahaha

[nwujames]

the worst was having to call my gf on my cell phone (she was 100 feet away inside) to help pick the bike off of me so I didn't scrape up the fairings while picking it up on my own - she still makes fun of me for that one.

[candy*apple*red]

So, what do you guys think, this might solve your problems...

[Pistobah]

this thread's been dug up a couple times now.

Do you mean a bike cage like what stunters put on there bikes or creating like a roll cage around the entire bike?

[LittleNinja]

I actually acomplished #36

i was going at way too high of speed in a decreasing radius right turn. Couldn't straighten her out, back tire hits a patch of leaves, go into oncoming traffic lane (luckily no oncoming traffic). Make a NICE face plant in the pavement and go sliding while boot is caught on peg. Break free from bike slid some more do some acrobatic summersaults, flips and land in a enbankment. Yeah ,now everyone calls me lowside lucy.

I also dummped her fixating on my sister falling on her bike in front of me so we fell over like two dominos.

[bross]

Originally Posted by RichLockyer

37. Trying to countersteer (or wheelie) your shaft driven bike? Huh? Who wrote that?

Who said you couldn't wheelie a shaft driven bike?

[VulcanRev]

346. Not using the straps that came with your jack --- What do I need THOSE for !?!

[sebastian1000]

Man why do I get pains in my arm and back when I read this list?


LOL

[btob]

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I think there would be many of us interested in hearing your story. Thanks.


I'm going to have to put this in two replies, it's too long, so here goes.
OK,this may be a lot of reading, and I know it won't be complete, and probably not in cronilogical order, but, here goes. When I was 15 years old, a friend thought it was in my interest to take my first ride of my life, on his bike. I not only took my first ride, I took it to the streets. After a few ill fated attempts at pulling a wheelie, I finally got a half baked wheelie, and thought that I was the cat's meow. I attempted to pull a second wheelie, got it right up there, started going over and arched wooden bridge, the rear wheel broke loose on a wet portion of the bridge, and came around backwards and landed under a parked Mack truck, just me and the 250 honda and the road. I got wedged under that damned truck with the motor running. The fire dept. had a station right across the street, and they came right over. Being a kid with out a liscence, and in that predicament,I refused to let the clutch go, thus keeping the motor running. 10 minutes later, they had the truck lifted high enough to get me and the surgically attached bike out from our position. They kept telling me to let go of the bike, I told them that I couldln't. As soon as the tires hit the ground, I was off and running with the bike, around the corner and GONE. I parked the bike around the corner at a friends, and started to walk back towards the accident on my way home without the helmet or my leather on. I stopped at the accident and asked them what was going on? They proceeded to tell me about some crazy kid that was under the truck with a bike. I wished them luck and proceeded to walk home. I got about a block away, and the shock started to wear off and my legs were killing me so bad, I couldn't walk. I leaned up against a store front, and eventually had to sit down. Bottom line was that I had two fractured ankles, a lacerated ankle to the bones, and many sprained muscles all over the place. I have to give credit to my leather jacket for leaving my left side and back intact, cause there was a lot of gravel in that area. Unfortunately, like a person that has substance abuse, can't stop after they're hooked. I too, was hooked on 2 wheels for life, at least up to date. One of my next accidents that I can remember, was when I was riding a 650 Bee-SA. I decided to go down this dirt road going about 50, when this corner comes at me like the speed of sound, I didn't make the corner and landed at the bottom of a 10 foot dirt bank on my hands and knees. That really took the wind out of me, partially tore some of my organs away from the muscles, dislocated my shoulder and one of my knees, twisted my back, and the usual sprains and strains associated with another stupid stunt like that. I tuned up my buddy's H2 Widowmaker. I took the proverbial test ride, equiped with the usual 100 yard wheelie at the end of my test run. In the middle of a very busy street, in front of the whole world, at that time, I became another casualty to the infamous H-2's power surge, and it flipped me off the bike, with me landing on my derriere, not once, but twice before flipping me over on my face. In the process of showing how much tallent I really had at that moment, the bouncing took my pants completely off, fractured my back, and proceed to peel off itty bitty bits of skin like a commercial potatoe peeler. That one hurt for a while. I was showing off to a couple of girls in a town called Lawrence Ma., driving one of my Harley's, doing about 80 at about face, when I turned forward to see a Caddy right in front of me. I swerved a bit to the right and just caught the left front fender of that boat, took the left side of my bike clear off, from the primary cases back, including the rear shock and all affiliated hardware. The impact and contact with the Cad caught my left leg and threw me to the right side of the bike, I rode the bike to a stop with my knee on the right foot peg, and believe me, there was no control on my part, just dumb luck, onto a side walk, nearly missing 4 store fronts inches from my head as well as the rest of me(all glassfronts). That one got me a fractured hip and leg socket, as well as all the other stuff affiliated with another dumb stunt, and a real a$$ chewing from a couple of the locals. I was riding into a friend's repair shop and miscalculated stopping at the building, hit a swinging sign, caught it with my upper jaw, the sign started to surgically cut me right to the bone, move a few teeth to the back of my mouth, which eventually corrected themselves with a little help from an oral surgian, and as always, all the affilated stuff that goes with this kind of stupidity. I was driving a Z-1 on this back road in Salem NH, when this 90 degree turn comes at me from nowhere. I was doing 70 plus when I saw this scuicide mission comming at me, I laid that damn bike over as hard as I could, almost made it too without recourse, however, I caught the gaurdrail with my back wheel where the last 2 wooden uprights were. Hammered me unmercifully, took out the back tire and wheel, both sides of the bike, handlebars, gauges, stratched a s---load of hot top, and another ride to the hospital with 3 herniated discs, a couple of punctures, and a whole lot of pride was lost on that one. I was on my way to Canada after a long friday night, and a Saturday morning having to work, feel asleep, went off the road, and hit a bill board post. Funny thing about us Frenchmen, no matter what, we don't knock out. I hate to admit this one , but after this casualty, I talked a little slow for a while. the doctor told me that I came close to popping out my eyes. I also woke up with a headache. I'm driving a 75 Suzuki 750 water buffalo down the main streets in Lawrence again, there goes a couple of huggers on the other side of the road, why not, let's do 70 plus and show off the equipment and my ultra bike riding skills, bang, I hit a car window shopping in the front of an antique shop that was parked kitty corner half in the road half out. I catch a glimps of it a second before I hit. I stood up and saved my life. I flew completely over the car at an elevation of about 20-30 feet in the air, went 80 feet or so, and landed once, no bounce, no slide, I just came outa the sky like big bird turd, and landed there in the middle of the road. I remember saying to myself, it's over, and how peaceful I felt at that time. The bike bounced off the store fronts after hitting the car, and landed 5 feet from my feet. The next thing that I can remember, this guy is trying to pick me up telling me to get up, and walk around, walk it off, back then, he could have crippled me, however, the dumb as a stump Frenchman in me took over, didn't feel anything for about 5 minutes and tried walking it off. Oh well, back to the hospital to find more torn organs, misplaced alignments and a very, very badly bruised bike. 2 weeks later, I was on my way to Canada with one of those huggers,that very bike with assorted miscelaneous parts replaced, like a complete front end, botched attempt to straighten the frame without dissassembly, radiator, etc.. That was a long trip due to excessive spine pressure, and , and, and. I must have impressed that girl with my landing skills. I'm drivng dow the road at about 10 PM, I stop for a stop light, and this guy clobbers me from the back. He hit's me so hard, I end up half on his hood, half on his roof, that's after taking out my 3 prong sissy bar on my 76 FXE, with my back. I settled down on his hood with my back down, I looked into the windshield, and there's the guy looking at me, laughing so hard he was developing tears. I got so mad I punched through the windshield with my fist and attempted to pull him through the tiny little hole I made with my fist. Well, he didn't make it, the police showed up, and quelled my failed attempts to completely wipe the smile from his pathetic little body. After a short cooling off period, I wasn't charged with anything, but the nice officer explained to me that it was most likely a nervous reaction to the devastating accident that he was going through. The nice police officer also said that the driver of the car would gladly pay for the proceedure of having his larnex reattached to his throat, if I wouldn't mind paying for my bike repairs. This accident only left me with a misaligned spine, and a bad attitude, as well as glass fragments in my left knuckle assembly.
OK, this is where I have to cut off due to the restriction on reply size. I'll send the other part out hopefully in a couple of minutes...Jay

[btob]

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btob, did I hear that right 30 accidents in ten years??? Is that all on street bikes? There has to be a story behind why there were so many.

I'm driving down the same road at the exact location where I hit the window shopper with the water buffalo, only this time, I'm running the FXE, when I took the right, and this woman takes a left at the exact time, we met at the side of my bike, taking out the rear shock, and if I didn't lift my leg up, that would have gone as well. It knocked the bike over hard, but it was a superfical accident. Thought she was going to have a heart attack. I'm taking the last ride of the year with my best and oldest friend. We're both riding harleys. We're taking this easy left at a Y in the road, when all of a sudden, I'm flipping end over end, 3 times before I even know I'm in trouble, me and the bike part ways, my buddy's bike also parts ways with him trying to avoid me, he hits the curb with his chest, the next thing I see, is his bike comming at me while I'm sliding down the road on my back. Not knowing any better, I try pushing the bike away from me, when I find out, that that bike is going to push me, not the opposite, while all this is going on, I hear my bike, still at half throttle, seeing it still going end over end right over my body. All I could think of was that I was about to hear my legs get snapped right off, and how much that was really going to hurt. The bike lands right on me, and no pain, no snapping noises. Come to find out the crash bar on the bike, went right between my legs, and both bikes were pushing me down the road, man they were heavy, and hot. During the accident, I lost a shoe, and a helmet. I was burnt, and sore, had a limp that I thought would never go away, misaligned spine, a case of elephantitis, which is an experience everyone that feels macho should go through, and a very big bruised ego. One time, I was riding with a girl friend in a strange neighborhood, and we cut through an old gas station just when the sun went down, only to find that the island for the gas pumps were not taken out, just painted black. When all was said and done, we found ourselves sitting on the ground together, just as if we were still on the bike. No poojacka that night. On the good side, the bike was fine. I'm trying to start my buddy's sportster, I'm kicking and kicking, and kicking and kicking, and the damned thing won't start, so, I take all 200 pounds of me, get up on the seat, and give it one last attempt, down goes the harley rider onto the harley starter till I hear a click type snap and there goes the starter letting go and then I hear a sharp crisp snap again that's associated with pain when my knee lets go, and all illustrious 200 pounds of me lands on what used to be where a knee was. I hit the ground like a 200 pound fish out of water. Took out the knee so bad, the bones moved away from the socket. Great time to find out from the ambulance driver, that they won't be comming out to help me cause there's a riot in the town that I was in on the other side of town, sorry. I was out there for close to 20 minutes, begging myself to pass out, forget it, I'm french, so the 3 of us that were there, decide to try to put it in ourselves. They put my leg under a fence and commence to pulling me back. If you can remember trying to take your first teeth out, when they didn't come out on the first try. That's what my whole body felt like. So, they tried again at their second attempt, and bingo, it was successful enough to get me to a chiropractor, and then an MD. Kids, we're professionals, don't try this at home. I'm getting tired of writing, it's too much like work. All in all, besides what's listed above,2 fractured backs, a fractured neck, fractured all my ribs, all at once, twice. Once on a snowmobile. Dislocated 3 out of 4 limbs. Broke all the bones in my right foot all at once, twice in 3 weeks. 2 herniated disc above my shoulders, 3 herniated below my neck, 5 crushed discs, too many strains and sprains, many concussions, the skull plate in the back of my head has been driven up 3 times. Broke both arms on numerous occasions, took out the knuckles on my left hand like people brush their teeth,(bike related).I don't know there's more. You guys get the message. As far as you asking me what the story was behind all the accidents? I was invinceable, and I've been paying for it since.

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[RomSpaceKnight]

Come out of a burnout at the dragstrip and get on the front brake too much. Front wheel starts to wash out. Unable to hold it up and bike goes down in front of about a hundred people. No damage to bike but pride shot to heck.

[andrushok]

128 ways! I do not have enough bikes to check all of them ! ;/

[BratDaughter]

Ha Ha! I hope that some of those were meant to be funny because I was really laughing! I honestly haven't dropped my bike yet but reading that has me worried about the next time I take it out and doing something without thinking about it...

[idiotboy376]

while moving... after unloading boxes into storage, with just bike and decent sized loaded snapon tool box on trailer, going 30 miles to new dealership(ford), to drop off tool box get there and stop at the stop light and see bike fall over in mirror cuz the box wheels werent locked and box wasnt strapped as well as you thought and it shifted and worked straps on bike loose

[Michael600r]

38. Getting your boot/ shoelace caught on the gearshift. (I wear laceless boots now).

Almost did that one^^^

I did drop it making a right turn from a stop thinking I was in first when I was in second. The bike stalled as I started the lean and boom!