paturoa
14th November 2012, 19:14
Didn't make it to 30 years between bins (Disclaimer - excludes side stand "failures" or other general garge incompetence)
I dropped the Wee yesterday, and Katman is 100% correct!
Last evening I picked up a part at Colemans zookie and waited for the rain to pass over. I got bored with waiting, so I put my wets on and headed off down Newton Rd towards the NW motorway on ramp. As I stopped at the right turn, I saw and thought briefly about the big fat steel wet slippery plate that runs across the middle of the bridge there (crazy design).
There were a heap of cagers heading the other way, and after several day dreams, thinking about my spawns school exams, some work stuff and gee that rain is realy heavy, there was a gap in the traffic.
So I took off. It quickly became apparent that the large wet slippery steel plate that I had noticed earlier was converting any forward motion desires into sideways rear wheel motion. The bike probably moved less than half a metre forwards and about a metre sideways! There was no thinking time, and I found myself doing the splits with my left foot still on the peg and my right foot leg at an unhealthy angle out to the side on the road.
I was holding the bike at about 45 degree angle and had a couple of attempts to lift it. Nope, plan b, lower it slowly was the only option. So I gently lowered it to the ground. I looked up at this point and there was a cager stopped looking at me with a major frown across her face and a van behind me that never moved. I hit the kill switch, hopped off, lifted the bike, hopped on, started the bike and took off with no further dramas.
Lesson - when you notice a hazard, thinking about other stuff results in bins (aka Katman's theory #2)
Duh.
The sum total damage was to my ego. Though there was a about 1mm of paint lost off the pillion peg bracket and the bark buster appears to have another 1 mm mark on it.
PS - also excludes off road bins which number in their hundreds!
I dropped the Wee yesterday, and Katman is 100% correct!
Last evening I picked up a part at Colemans zookie and waited for the rain to pass over. I got bored with waiting, so I put my wets on and headed off down Newton Rd towards the NW motorway on ramp. As I stopped at the right turn, I saw and thought briefly about the big fat steel wet slippery plate that runs across the middle of the bridge there (crazy design).
There were a heap of cagers heading the other way, and after several day dreams, thinking about my spawns school exams, some work stuff and gee that rain is realy heavy, there was a gap in the traffic.
So I took off. It quickly became apparent that the large wet slippery steel plate that I had noticed earlier was converting any forward motion desires into sideways rear wheel motion. The bike probably moved less than half a metre forwards and about a metre sideways! There was no thinking time, and I found myself doing the splits with my left foot still on the peg and my right foot leg at an unhealthy angle out to the side on the road.
I was holding the bike at about 45 degree angle and had a couple of attempts to lift it. Nope, plan b, lower it slowly was the only option. So I gently lowered it to the ground. I looked up at this point and there was a cager stopped looking at me with a major frown across her face and a van behind me that never moved. I hit the kill switch, hopped off, lifted the bike, hopped on, started the bike and took off with no further dramas.
Lesson - when you notice a hazard, thinking about other stuff results in bins (aka Katman's theory #2)
Duh.
The sum total damage was to my ego. Though there was a about 1mm of paint lost off the pillion peg bracket and the bark buster appears to have another 1 mm mark on it.
PS - also excludes off road bins which number in their hundreds!