I went and did it. Me & bike + side of ute = offroad excursion.
On the way home from work this afternoon along Petone foreshore, indicated to turn off left, pulled into turning lane, and as I was passing a ute (the main stream of traffic was stop/start) he pulled left into the turning lane as well.
Collected me with his passenger door, or more specifically his passenger-side wing mirror. I was then deflected back towards the pavement (I somehow managed to stay on the bike). Hit the pavement pretty hard (I remember seeing the front wheel bounce at least a foot off the ground), and then straightend up in time to smack into one of those little electricity or phone line boxes. Sat on the bike for a few minutes trying to figure out what had happened.
Luckily I was just about to turn, so was pretty low in 3rd gear - probably only doing around 30k's. I was trying to figure out why I hadnt stopped quicker (the ride seemed to go on forever!), and then noticed that my front brake lever was completely gone thanks to the wing mirror. No wonder my right hand was flapping around uselessly.![]()
The thing that pisses me off is that I'm usually so careful. I'm a car driver of about 15 years, and did anti-hijacking & defensive driving courses back home (in South Africa), not that that in itself means jack, but I'm not a hoon and try to drive/ride carefully. I was so busy watching a people-mover parked to my left waiting to pull into the road that I didnt notice the ute until he tried to let me in through his passenger window.Oh well.
Strange how things slowed down when it happened, but happened all in an instant at the same time. I can remember things pretty much frame by frame, but at the same time I didnt have the time (or more likely reflex/experience) to touch the rear brake. The front was gone by then, so not much I could do with that. When I hit the curb I remember having my right hand jarred off the handle, and when I grabbed it again I accidently gave it a squirt, which meant I hit the electricity box a little harder than I otherwise would have.
The chaps in the ute (a work truck) were cool. I almost laughed out loud though when the first thing the guy says to me is "Are you ok? I just didn't see you!". I read that line so many time on here, and here he was using it on me.We swapped details, I rang the cops and my insurance, so we'll see what happens. I had the number for TSS on my phone, so rang them and they were kind enough to send someone to pick up the bike straight away. I didnt want to ride it home without the front brakes, and they'd have to have a look at it at some stage anyway to make sure my curb-jumping didnt damage anything. Oh, and if stewart reads this, sorry I left a rambling message on your phone, and then it cut me off before I could leave a number. I rang back and got hold of someone else so forgot to ring back.
All in all I came away with some lessons learned, a bruised & swollen little finger, and a few train rides to work and back for the next little while.
Stink ow!
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