MaeLyneS
Well-Known Member
Posting this is embarrassing. I had an incident yesterday. Carl, another PGR friend and I were riding to Bushnell (Florida National Cemetery) to attend a KIA mission for a young soldier. I took a right hand S- curve a little too hot and got over the center line. I was only doing about 30 mph. There was an oncoming car and I decided it might be wise to head off of the road since I didn't think I could get it back on my side of the road in time. so turned and plowed into the woods. All would have been OK except my hack wheel hit the edge of a concrete culvert.
I did not get get hurt and the bike did not get hurt. The mount that holds the spindle got bent and the hack wheel was at an obscene angle. I am a little bruised and sore where I bounced into the side car after my unplanned sudden stop. The biggest injury is my very bruised ego :sad:
There is a house next to where I decide to ride into the woods and the guys there were working on a car and came running. They helped Carl, and our firend pull the bike out on the road and took it up to their house. They had a floor jack and they helped Carl remove the wheel. With a length of pipe, they were able to bend the bracket back enough to make the rig rideable. Carl road tested it and it handled fine - though the wheel was still canted out at the top.
The three of us continued on to Tavares, about 20 miles and had lunch since we had now missed the mission. We came back home via US 441, Carl did not want me to take the rig on the freeway, and we dropped the rig off at a machine ship in Plymouth. This machind shop is owned by Carl's cousins. We will pick it up this afternoon. They will straighten the mounting bracket.
I did not get get hurt and the bike did not get hurt. The mount that holds the spindle got bent and the hack wheel was at an obscene angle. I am a little bruised and sore where I bounced into the side car after my unplanned sudden stop. The biggest injury is my very bruised ego :sad:
There is a house next to where I decide to ride into the woods and the guys there were working on a car and came running. They helped Carl, and our firend pull the bike out on the road and took it up to their house. They had a floor jack and they helped Carl remove the wheel. With a length of pipe, they were able to bend the bracket back enough to make the rig rideable. Carl road tested it and it handled fine - though the wheel was still canted out at the top.
The three of us continued on to Tavares, about 20 miles and had lunch since we had now missed the mission. We came back home via US 441, Carl did not want me to take the rig on the freeway, and we dropped the rig off at a machine ship in Plymouth. This machind shop is owned by Carl's cousins. We will pick it up this afternoon. They will straighten the mounting bracket.