http://www.trademe.co.nz/motors/moto...-729112670.htm
clearly this is the answer. First bike I ever rode. First bike I ever got airborne. First bike I ever fell off of. All within 60 seconds of each other.
I thought elections were decided by angry posts on social media. - F5 Dave
We were riding in what was called the shingle pit. basically where they quarried gravel for the local roads. there were big piles and holes and stuff and all the local kids with motorbikes used to ride round in it.
In a kind of "Good old days" moment I was just thinking that you wouldnt get near a place like that today. It would be crawling with people in hi viz and hardhats carrying clipboards and walkie talkies. The one we were in didnt even have a gate!...
Pleased to report no deaths or injuries, plus learning to ride a motorbike in a place like that teaches you valuable lessons. The value of gloves and kneepads frinstance. Cor, those were the days.
I thought elections were decided by angry posts on social media. - F5 Dave
this guy would added to the road bike statistics if he had crashed,
http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/crim...police-pursuit
I can't be stuffed reading all these posts but to answer the opening question: why do people die riding quads, it's simple. They are not motorcyclists.
I've ridden quads many times and in my youth those ridiculously dangerous earlier versions that were three wheelers. Both were inherently dangerous vehicles best left to those familiar with two wheeled motorbikes. End of story.
If you aren't familiar with how to control a 2 wheeled motorbike, then stay the hell off quad bikes.
I doubt an experienced motorcyclist would come to grief on a quad. We have a higher level of appreciation of the dynamics of bikes.
Happiness is a means of travel, not a destination
There is a spot along the river down here that is like that, no gates, no hi-viz, on public land too. There is a local company that is going to give it,s employees the day off to give the area a good clean up, because some shitheads have been dumping a bit of rubbish down there.
For a man is a slave to whatever has mastered him.Keep an open mind, just dont let your brains fall out.
Agree they are different vehicles in many ways, especially how they behave and suddenly throw you. I think people going from riding bikes to quads are better skilled though to cope with a quad, than people who have only ever driven cars. Especially dirt bike riders - who know they can dump you!
Happiness is a means of travel, not a destination
A dash of bravado ... with a bit of bad timing ... leads to the same thing. Risk taking is a favorite Kiwi past time. (for young and old) When nothing untoward happens ... we pat ourselves on the back for having the skills ...
When shit DOES happen ... the search for blame starts ... (It can't be MY fault .. !!)
Experience (with no previous problems) can lead to pushing the boundary's of what is possible ... in dubious conditions or unfamiliar locations. (I never thought THAT would happen ... !!!)
When life throws you a curve ... Lean into it ...
We looked into that, cos a lot of the bike's dynamics is to do with how the rider/gear/dog loads the bike, a simple gyro wouldn't be enough. Suspension and tyre pressures would be possible, but, such an approach completely overlooks the sudden nature of a rollover; hills are often bumpy as shit. Balancing safety tolerance to be realistic enough to catch serious incidents but not give too many false positives to get it discounted entirely would be very very difficult; not to mention having fuck all uptake anyway.
"A shark on whiskey is mighty risky, but a shark on beer is a beer engineer" - Tad Ghostal
Also they often carry large tool kits, large animals or worse liquid loads. A sprayer can be the max laden weight sans rider.
Not too bad when full I a little slow to turn. But as you take the liquid out the bike becomes less stable and more prone to a tip.
The one I rode like that was stable as anything full but pitched an swayed all over the show when 1/2 full. 120+ litres slopping around took care of any macho ideas I had about anything my ex could do this city boy could do better. Took a pretty steady nerve to go half tilt on relatively flat dirt track. The arse took a few bites at half full.
Not for me. I traded for the farm bike at the next stop. Mind you she got me to ride it out of the gulch after lunch. A bit steep for her liking. Bit steep for mine too but never let a damsel down...
Stupid phone / Tapatalk, apologies in advance.
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