[Ross]

Rode into the work car park this morning, swung around into my usual spot, gave the kickstand a kick and promptly went to hop off.
I had failed to push the stand right the way down.

The bird went down faster than the Titanic, managed to guide it down and it came to rest on the engine cover (gently).

I was suprised at how easy it was to get things back to their normal vertical, I just got a firm hold and up she came.

I also managed to save face, as where I park is next to the smokers area and it was empty.

The main thing is NO DAMAGE....whew.

I was amazed at how quick it all happened, the bike dropped, seconds later it was back on it's stand, with me looking around assuming a "nothing to see here, move along" pose.

Anyone done somthing similar?


Ross

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He who dies with the most toys "wins"

 

[VYPIR]

I once made an attempt at a stoppie. When the rear came in contact with the ground the bike went over. I managed to hold the bike with one hand and float it just above the pavement. I couldn't pick it up from the position I was in so I managed to get on one side of the bike, still holding it, and lift it into its upright position. All before the light changed too. Adrenaline is some great stuff, let me tell ya!

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You get the best thrills on two wheels!

Damn rice burners!

 

[auger]

Speaking of picking bikes up,when corner working at SIR,its no sweat to pick up a race bike,although some of those vintage bikes are a tad heavy.About 4 or 5 years ago,there was a class for H-D 883`s and looks are decieving(they`re bare bones).You`re thinking that they can`t be that heavy,heck there`s no fairing.One goes down and you think OK I`ll just get a grip on the bar and lift,ugh,its not moving.I mean really,you needed 2 guys to pick one up and god help us if one landed in weeds.

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[Highside]

Ross, I had the same thing happen to me on a rented BMW R1100s in Italy.
I swung into a filling station, gave the stand a kick and put the weight of the bike on it, only to have it fold up!
I tried like hell to wrestle it back up but the damn thing got the best of me.
The BMW wound up on the valve cover undamaged and everybody had a good laugh about it later.

Thinking about it still makes me smile!

C.V.

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[Cosmo]

This happened in summer of '99. Was riding with the guys on an evil section of twisty road. (36, off of 16 for those who live in San Antonio or are familiar w/it) This is the type of road that when the yellow sign with the "curve" arrow says 25 mph, it MEANS 25 mph. Unlike most "suggested speed" signs, these don't lie.

Anyway, we had a newbie with us. Big boy riding a brand new 2000 Daytona 955i. Sweet bike. I was riding last, because I was unfamiliar w/the road and didn't want to cause a pile-up, should I wreck.

The newbie on the Daytona was right in front of me. The pack of about 12 bikes was doing about 40 thru those 25mph turns. A bit quick for me, since I'd never ridden the road before, but I was comfortable. I felt like I was riding at about 8/10s. You know, slightly stressed, but not maxed. Well, after a few close calls with the yellow line in the middle of the road, the newbie went the other way and went wide on a tight left-hander. The shoulder isn't a shoulder on the road. It's trees and rocks. From what I remember, he slid sideways into the rocks, and his front wheel kinda ran into a little ditch. He highsided and went end over end right in front of me. I missed running him over by about 1/2 inch. Of course, I would've highsided had I hit him and we would've had much more fun that day. The other guys didn't notice what happened and were quickly gone.

After I got past him, I stopped and turned around. His bike was in pieces in he was lying face down in the middle of road, not moving. I rode up to him. I parked on the "shoulder" and slammed the kickstand down while simultaneously jumping off the bike. As I hopped off,the bike started going down. Like an idiot I shoved both arms under the side to cushion the fall. Somehow I managed to lower it slowly. I tried lifting, instead of lowering, but that wasn't gonna work because of the angle my arms were at. Bottom line: gravel scratches on the bottom "curve" of the lower fairing where the fairing curves out to go around the left-hand engine cover. That's it. It didn't look too bad after I washed it. So I left it for a few months. Then I purchased some spray paint that LOOKED like the right color to match the grayish decal that had been scratched off. I taped up the surrounding area to protect from over spray. Sprayed the damaged area and let it dry. Now it looks 10 times worse than it did before. Darn. LOLOLOL. The moral of the story is: dont' be in a rush when putting the kick stand down, and always leave the bike in gear when parking.

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Cosmo
"Do you know how fast you were going, son?" "Gee officer, if I guess right, can I go home?"

 

[Squidwannabe]

I did something like this once, But I was at a Bike Course ... I came to a stop, jumped off the bike , started to lower it on it's stand .. OH SHIT the stand isn't down ... TO LATE >.. !CRASH! But these bike were shitty old CB450's w/crash bars... But I did look stupid.

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Watch out where those Huskies go , Don't you eat that yellow snow ....


Adam

 

[Pete]

Ross, glad to hear there was no damage to your bike. I did a similar thing in my garage with my '94 VFR. My adrenaline was pumping so hard that when I lifted the bike off the ground, I almost threw it over on it's right side; had to pull back to keep it from going over the other way.

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Pete
"Four wheels move the body, two wheels move the soul."

 

[Birdman]

So am I the only one wondering if the guy on the 955 in Cosmo's story lived? You kind of left us with the guy lying face down in the middle of the road there Cosmo.

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If you're gonna ride a couch, why not just stay home?

 

[Squidwannabe]

Posted By Pete <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Aril, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><HR>My adrenaline was pumping so hard that when I lifted the bike off the ground, I almost threw it over on it's right side; had to pull back to keep it from going over the other way.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>


Guess all that wrestling with Rcjohn is paying off!!



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Watch out where those Huskies go , Don't you eat that yellow snow ....


Adam

 

[Robert]

<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Aril, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by VYPIR:
I once made an attempt at a stoppie. When the rear came in contact with the ground the bike went over. I managed to hold the bike with one hand and float it just above the pavement. I couldn't pick it up from the position I was in so I managed to get on one side of the bike, still holding it, and lift it into its upright position. All before the light changed too. Adrenaline is some great stuff, let me tell ya!<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

And I remember looking back at you while that was happening going "What the hell is he doing?"




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Robert Basil
It ain't easy being green - Kermit the frog
But it sure is fun! - Robert Basil

 

[Squidwannabe]

Posted By Pete <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Aril, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><HR>My adrenaline was pumping so hard that when I lifted the bike off the ground, I almost threw it over on it's right side; had to pull back to keep it from going over the other way.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>


Guess all that wrestling with Rcjohn is paying off!!

I have to stay on topic here sooo... Uh ya Cosmo what happened ?


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Watch out where those Huskies go , Don't you eat that yellow snow ....


Adam

 

[Cosmo]

Oh man! I'm sorry about that guys! After I posted this morning, I logged off and got back to work. I hadn't had any coffee yet...so I kinda forgot that I typed that he was face down in the middle of the street....and left you all hanging! My bad. BAD COSMO! BAAAAAD!

He lived. I should just say that and leave again.....JUST KIDDING! JK LOLOLOLOLOL!

He got knocked silly-stupid. He did about as many 360's as his bike did. He was unconscious when I ran over to him, so I didn't move him. He had one of those silly flip-up full face helmets (I think Bieffe makes them) and it had flipped up. I saw a busted lip and some blood. By this time, traffic had stopped and a few folks had gathered around. I'm not an EMT, but have had a lot of emergency buddy-care training. Mostly of the trauma kind. Also seen a few, and been in a few, nasty accidents. The experience came in handy. As I was feeling the pulse in his neck, he woke up. Looked at me and asked me what happened. I told him. He told me that i was joking, and then he smiled. He really thought that I was kidding him. Then I think the pain kicked in. He had no jacket or gloves. Just the helmet. At least he had long pants and hiking boots. He sat up. I tried to keep him on the ground, but he just kinda sprang up. He saw his bike about 20 yards away. And 30 yards away. And 50 yards away. You get the idea. When he jumped up and ran towards the biggest piece, I realized that he wasn't all that banged up. I know about shock. I've seen people with broken bones get up and walk so I sat him down. Naturally, he was more concerned about his brand new $11,000 bike, which was now spread out over most of Northern Bexar County. We did the wiggle your fingers and toes thing. Oh yeah, by this point about 15 minutes had passed and the rest of the group still hadn't returned. I was pissed. That's putting it mildly. If I hadn't of been riding in back of him, he would've died when some Bubba in a pickemuptruck ran him over like roadkill. Blind turn where he wrecked. No one would've been able to stop.

We took him to the hospital. He had:
-Minor concussion. They didn't do a CAT scan.
-Busted lip - self explanatory
-Broken left collar bone - ouch
-No skin on either left nor right palm - freakin' ouch!
-Swollen left knee cap. Big time swollen. Black and blue as well.
-Severly bruised ego.

All in all, he got off easy.

The bike? Ahh, the shiny silver Daytona 955i...it didn't do as well. Are you sitting? $7,000 worth of damage. Both rims gone. Fork gone. Both front disks/calipers gone. Tank gone. Instruments gone. All fairings gone. The bike flipped end over end at least 5 or 6 times that I remember. It was uuuuuuugly. They didn't total it though. Too bad, I feel they should've. His insurance company paid up though. They fixed it. It took about 3 months to get the parts and repair it! I still see him up at Specht's every now and then. He always makes it a point to come over and say hi, which I think is the cool thing to do. Sorry to have left you hanging like that! Cheers.

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Cosmo
"Do you know how fast you were going, son?" "Gee officer, if I guess right, can I go home?"

 

[iowazx6r]

I was once manuvering really slow up to a blind intersection (I had stopped, but I had to creep forward to see). Just then a car was coming. For some odd reason I freaked out and hit the front brake hard...really hard. This was while my handlebars were turned. Suddenly my bike is going over the right. Dear God. I weigh a 140 pounds and I'm not all that strong. Needless to say, my CBR F1 weighed a lot more than I did. I did manage to not let it hit the ground. It had to have taken about 60 seconds to get it back up. All my might and lots of praying. I'm not a religious man...but when it comes to my bikes I'll try anything.

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Dan...Comfortable enough with his manhood to ride a 600.

 

[Rug Burn]

...And now you know the rest of the story. Thanks Cosmo, now I know why I wear gloves (and everything else) when it's 107F out

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"When it rains, we all get wet, the Pope and the prostitute"-Santana

 

[Ross]

Also, about 8 years ago, I was working for a 5 star hotel as their night porter. This was before I got into bikes in a big way.

One night a guest came in with a CBR 1000 I think. He parked it, but we kept they keys.

As I was young and stupid I decided to take it for a little spin around the underground carpark. (it was about 3am)

All went well until I made it back to the park, as I had never riden a bike that big before, I was a little slow in putting my feet down when I stopped, over it went.

It got as close as 1 or 2 in from the ground and I ripped a new ring hole bringing it back up, but it never touched the ground.

I had visions of the owner coming down and seeing his bike broken up, that thought alone was enough.

Needless to say I never did that again.

Bad Ross, Bad Ross.


Ross

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He who dies with the most toys "wins"