Yep, binned on the way into work this morning.
Wet road, braking as I approached the roundabout as there was a car entering it. Had my eyes on the roundabout itself and failred to notice I was heading for the dreaded White Paint that city councils put all over intersections to trap unwary motorcyclists.
Well, I was unwary as I was more intent on the roundabout and traffic and hit said White Paint whilst still braking.
Front wheel washed out to my left and I rapidly found myself skating along the road.
Some bloke ran up and asked if I was OK as I was getting to my feet and I said "Yep" before I could get to the bike (or even warn him to kill the engine) he had it on its wheels. The key was off when I looked so he must've switched it off.
We got it off the road and I gave it a quick once-over: aside from a few more scratches on the front fender and the right barkbuster being rotated down somewhat, there wasn't any damage. Handlebar still looked properly aligned, nothing broken off, bent or smashed.
I remarked "the advantage of owning an off-roader, eh, they're built to take this." I thanked him and he went on his way, satisfied I was alive and he wouldn't need to perform CPR or anything like that.
I got the bike out of gear, started it up and continued riding to work - no perceived issues with handling that would suggest damage I hadn't noticed before.
For my part, my ankle, knee and elbow are sore and I have minor abrasions on my ankle and my elbow from rubbing on the inside of my clothes. My jacket has a small tear on the reinforced part of the elbow, there's minor tearing on the cuff of my leggings and one of Juliet's boots (I was wearing hers as mine are stuffed) has some scufffing on it.
All in all, nothing particularly spectacular, but noteworthy as that's the first time I've binned on the road in years.
As I said to the bloke who helped me with the bike: "My own bloody stupid fault, I didn't watch out for the paint."
Gave the bike a more thorough inspection when I parked up at work and confirmed my observation that it came off pretty-much unscathed - casual observers wouldn't be able to tell the difference between how it looks now and how it usually looks (as Lias said "your bike's pretty much a rat bike anyway").
A robust wee bike, the XT, another reason I utterly love it. It was only a low-speed bin, but if I had some fully-faired sprots bike I'd've probably done at least three grand's worth of damage. My plastics bend out of the way and bend back.
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