Your gnarliest get-off and the aftermath...
Posted March 17, 2002 - 09:45 AM
Describe a crash you had, why it happened and what you learned, what equipment saved you (or could've saved you), and how you got yourself "back into the game" after the crash...
How do you protect yourself and keep your 'head in the game' of riding when you deal with a risky thing like O/R riding?
I'll throw in my HO's and $0.02, if anybody's interested... Otherwise, have a great day anyway.
Posted March 17, 2002 - 05:32 PM
now the BAD thing is the bike was only 3 weeks old and i'm 5 miles away from the truck . and it was a real pain to get the bike started without a compression release.
SO what did i learn look before you jump .(but it didn't help much i crashed the nexted weekend..lol)
Posted March 18, 2002 - 04:15 AM
I don't remember anything else about the day except soaking down a tweeked knee at the motel that night.
suspension enabled (Machine Racing)
Posted March 18, 2002 - 05:53 AM
Man, do I feel lucky!
[ March 18, 2002: Message edited by: jamracing ]
Posted March 19, 2002 - 12:54 AM
[ March 19, 2002: Message edited by: XRSpeedRacer ]
Posted March 19, 2002 - 02:07 PM
Posted March 19, 2002 - 04:21 PM
The bike sustained a bent front axle and triple clamp. I had major neck and shoulder stiffness but no broken bones or other serious injuries. I was able to hobble back on the bike to pack it up.
I learned that following too close at high speeds can be dangerous and I keep it in mind every time I ride.
[ March 19, 2002: Message edited by: Rich in Orlando ]
Posted March 19, 2002 - 05:32 PM
I holeshot the bomb at Hare & Hound in Red Mountain, the first time I ever rode a bomb dust free. I was certain I was lost. After we funneled into a canyon and a couple of the young guys got past me (I'm 46) I was going hard in the dust not wanting to waste my excellent start.
The next thing I knew I was sitting beside the trail and the Quads were going past. I remember thinking how odd it was that the quads had already caught us. ( Approx 20 minutes had elapsed) In my daze I found I couldn't rememeber how I had gotton to where I was nor did I have any idea the way back. This was in a canyon mind you.
The sweep riders finally came thru and put behind one of them to take me back the whole 3 miles to the pits.
This was the second time I had ever taken my wife to the races with me and I had to try to make up excuses as to why I couldn't remember anything or why my back hurt so bad. There was a huge chunk of fiberglass missing from the back of my helmet & I to this day have no recolection of what happened out there.
After squirmming around for a week at home eating Vicodin to try to kill the pain in my back, I finally went to the doctor. I had three broken vertabrae and 2 cracked ribs. No wonder it hurt. The worst part was telling my wife. I was sure she would roll out the KTM in the driveway and set it on fire.
It took 3 months of no riding and very little sleep but the back healed and I started racing again.
I suppose it's better that I can't remember the crash or I might be really scared.
Someday I really need to grow up.