What was the worst experience you have had on a ride (crash, bike goes crap). Everyone has had an experience like this! Share Yours:thumbsup:

For starters, I have got a flat 5 miles from home and ran out of gas the same distance, i had to push it home :banghead: :thumbsdn: :thumbsdn:

Ive had to push my bike around a mile do to a fouled plug. damn rich jetted 85! lol 5 miles would SUCK! other then that I cant think of anything at the moment.

I got a rear flat on my DRZ SM about 20 miles from anywhere with no cell phone. Took me about 3 hours to ride to a country gas station going 5 miles an hour.

Me: broken ribs after casing a double. That's an injury I woudn't wish on anyone.

My boy: My 5 yo and I were taking this long, desert loop. It started to rain, then pour. I couldn't believe that I was literally seeing puddles then ponds form right before my eyes as we were riding. He started to crash more and more, he was covered head to toe in mud and soaking wet, and eventually the rain was coming down so hard and the mud up to a foot deep that he couldn't go on. He was totally shaking and crying and I felt like the biggest POS for putting my boy in that situation.

I decided that I didn't care if someone stole his (new) KTM...I ditched his bike and put him on mine and rode back to "camp". I still feel terrible about it but he just laughs it off now. What looks like a little rain to an adult can be completely overwhelming to a 5 yo on a 50.

PS, yes, I was able to get the KTM back.:ride:

Riding a Honda ATC 200 back when I was 12 years old, I crashed in between a triangle of trees which was not fun at all. Ended up with bumps and bruises (no breaks thankfully, because...) and a bad burn on my leg from the exhaust. What was worse, the thing wouldn't start and I had to walk it back to the house. I'm not sure on mileage but I was on the backside of my uncle's 140 acre land. Not much fun, but the good times always outweigh the bad times.

Damian

ive hit a green fenceing pole going 20, and i got caught inbetween a telephone pole and a wire supporter. and alot of times my chain used to bind up and i would have to push it home

Master link clip came off 15 miles from truck. The few people in 4x4s that passed me were going the other way and didn't offer to give me a ride. :(

Walked about 5 miles before someone did save my butt, then drove the truck to where the bike was.

I now carry a spare master link.

Another time, I had a slow speed crash in sand and dislocated my big toe. Ow!

Well, it was either the time I hit an electric fence and got ripped off the bike by my neck. I'm just glad it was tape and not wire.:eek:
Or the time I got rear ended by a friend just over a jump. Then, I could fell a burning in my leg and I could see it bleeding but I was stuck under a tree. It took like ten minutes for me to get out. I didn't break anything but I do have a huge scar on the back of my leg from that accident.

1987... my friend and i were riding on his practice track that had a big tripple we had been doing it over and over most of the day until for some crazy reason he decided to try it backwards as i was going forward... we hit head on in the air both of us were unable to walk and neither of the bikes would even roll so i had to crawl 500 yards to his house to try and get help... when his brother got to him it was dark and he was flat on his back moaning with pain... he ended up with multiple broken bones :cry: i only had a few broken ribbs :thumbsdn:

to this day i never have been slamed so hard :bonk:

Bike wouldn't start due to blown top end. I had a ride planned with 5 other guys.

It's not the worst thing but a good story..... I was on my way back from Key West with my girlfriend on the back of my Triumph Tiger. I was coming up to 7 mile bridge when across the water there were some rain clouds. As a note, crossing 7 mile bridge was written up a bunch of times as one of the best rides in America. It's a long bridge between two key that has no where to pull over. Riding to Key West is a great time, but to continue the story I was going to pull over and put on my rain gear, but my girlfriend convinced me to go because we would make it across the bridge and the rain would have passed. I got about 2 miles across the bridge and the sky opened. Now if you don't live in South Florida you can't appreciate the tropical dumpings we get. The rain hurt for the next 5 or so miles until I could pull over. I kept thinking that I was an idiot for not putting on my rain gear and my girlfriend would never want to ride with me again after that experience. The rain stopped the moment I was over the bridge. When I stopped the water was pouring off of me. My girlfriend was completely dry. Not the worst experience I've had on a motorcycle, but probably the most memorable.

^haha that totally sucks, riding in rain can sometimes even be painful...

i've only ever had 1 bad experience on a bike. a little bit of compound fracture an hour or so from camp on a ride with my girlfriend.

http://www.motosapie.../brokenleg.html.

compared to that, the sawmill enduro where i drowned my bike and was getting seriously hypothermic in the snow until they cancelled the race at the first gas stop was not really any big deal.

Another experience I had was when i was riding quads with my bud in about 2 feet of snow, we got stuck every 100ft. I never had a workout like that, I was sooo beat I rode on the road back to his house

One day i was home alone and was so bored that i just gave in and went to ride my bike behind my house in our towns public water supply. On one section of their land they have really bad problems with flooding so i guess they dug about a 4 foot deep trench about 30 or so inches wide. Here i am coming up on this wide open trail that i ride almost twice a week. I hit the trench and go flying over the bars and for a second it felt like i was dreaming, i had no clue what just happend so i get up and i cant see my bike. I walk around for a few seconds trying to recover. I walk back about 12 feet and see my ktm upside down in this trench dripping gas everywhere. I had no idea how to even flip the bike back over. So i decide to turn the gas off and try to lift it out...wasnt happening. Anyways make the end of this story short i end up walking back to my house and getting my dads tractor bringing some straps with me and lifting it out of the hole and carry it back home. Little did i know that my parents where looking at me come down the hill with not only his tractor but my bike strapped to the bucket....I ended up being grounded for 3 months and defenitly learned my leason.

that totally sucks!!! ^ ur lucky you walked away and nothing worse..

i went riding with a bunch of hardcore single track riders and the guide rider decided to bring us through a tight footpath trail with ruts, rocks and roots on most part of it! that trail was absolutely not meant for dirtbikes!!! the trail was on a steep mountain side and i fell more than 20 times just to get down from that mountain. plus ants were crawling under my jersey and both of my ankles were sprained from the last fall!!! it was really tough and riding the bike through that trail was not an option and doing so would result in getting you and your bike fall down the mountain side either get yourself injured or worst, die!!!! the best thing to do was get of the bike and push it down the narrow pathway and have another guy up front guide your bike down or help you push it through the impossibly tight stuff. i ended up walking down the trail with injured feet and had another rider get my bike down for me.

Other than my most recent crash that kept me off the bike for 7 months, I'd have to say the worst was 2 years ago when one of my best rding buds crashed behind me at the sand dunes. We tried to help him, but he died as they were loading him in the ambulance.

Bigcr said:

Wow... sorry to hear that, but that is the truth about our sport, it is dangerous

sarge1991 said:

Yea i know..nothing more than just cuts on my left side from when i landed

the worst part was not being able to ride for so long:cry: but i learned my leason and never again will i ride by myself like that