What did friends and family say after you binned?

[Biff]

I've never had an "off" since I was about 18 or 19. But at the time my mother was an' "I told you so" kinda lady, but accepted that I was too stubborn to listen so I was just told to take my time.

[**R1**]

so many bins, and even more lectures.....and since i have bought a dirtbike and come home broken in some way or another every weekend the wife thinks im trying to cripple myself on purpose.....but my mum and the rest of my family have all given up.....the worst thing is my kids think its normal to fall off a lot , coz if it aint me its a mate or an uncle or a bro(bikes are big in my family) thats in plaster.....man i love bikes

[NinjaBoy]

Wife was completely dis-interested. Took about a week before she really realised how serious the bin was. Maybe it had something to do with me leaving out vital details. :sly:

However, god bless her, she has no prevented me from getting another bike. Although with a long list of restrictions eg update life insurance, not allowed anything bigger, do an advanced riding course etc...

My workmates are the ones giving the really hard time though. Although they don't count when making the decision. Good to know they care though.

The sad thing is that the kids think its normal for the motorbike to sitting broken in the garage. They've only seen it going for about 6 months. :disapint:

[vifferman]

I'm racking my brains (such as they are...) to remember what was said to me on some of the occasions I binned, but I can't remember. I think that just shows how little attention I paid to what was said...

I've only binned badly(ish) once, writing off my first bike, and it was when I was still at school, so understandably my parents were a bit pissed off and worried. However, from memory (such as it is), they were not as opposed to my second bike as my first one.

The only thing I can remember is when I wrote off my VFR750 when my wife was away overseas, and didn't tell her. When she got back a few days later and I "ouch!"ed when she climbed into bed, she was a bit pissed off, mainly because I didn't ring her to tell her (which is because I didn't want to worry her while she was away). However, one other time, when I crashed on the way to meet her for lunch and so didn't make it, she was pissed off just because I didn't turn up. The next time I was late for lunch, she said, "How come you're late? You didn't crash, did you?"
"Ahhh... yes."
"Oh."
So she was learning. As was I: lunchtimes with my wife are potentially hazardous to my health.

I'd have to say that non-bikers were the least sympathetic, and the most 'anti' in their comments, with the general theme being, "See! I told you bikes were dangerous!"

The person who's given me the most grief (apart from my wife) is Kerrie at MSW, who thinks I'm a serial crasher. I went in there yesterday to get the zip in my pants replaced, and she goes, "What have you done this time?!?" :spudwhat: Sheesh!! Have a little faith, Kerrie!

[riffer]

The sad thing is that the kids think its normal for the motorbike to sitting broken in the garage. They've only seen it going for about 6 months. :disapint:

Our 5 year old, Tim, has now seen both myself and Frosty, and our bikes after reasonably serious bins. Not to mention being told about Jim2's bin repeatedly by Jim2's son.

He just reckons its normal. Bikes fall over.

But he reckons its what makes them cool. And that's why not everyone rides them. "Cause they aren't tough like MY dad..."

Ah kids. Bless 'em.

[**R1**]

Our 5 year old, Tim, has now seen both myself and Frosty, and our bikes after reasonably serious bins. Not to mention being told about Jim2's bin repeatedly by Jim2's son.

He just reckons its normal. Bikes fall over.

But he reckons its what makes them cool. And that's why not everyone rides them. "Cause they aren't tough like MY dad..."

Ah kids. Bless 'em.

yeah the only problem is mine watch...Crusty, and starboyz, and ask me if i can do what those guys do...and being the resposible parent that i am take them out to the gate and show them...... but then ya have to be ya kids hero.

[Gen]

Yup. Had 'em all.

One of the funniest things is my ex is constantly telling my boy Zach he is never allowed to ride or own a motorcycle. This from the woman who taught me how to ride horses fast.

Nothing I have'nt heard before, been riding horses for ten years off and on.
Still bloody hurts when you come off, be it bike or horse.
My family still thinks horses are dangerous.....still it is the only sport I can think of where you have two minds that need to work together, and if the horse decides 'no' it's all out the window.

[jrandom]

Nothing I have'nt heard before, been riding horses for ten years off and on.

OK, what *is* it with girls and horses?

Hate the things, myself. Nasty smelly stupid unpredictable beasts. Shudder. They're not even particularly good to eat.

[Coyote]

Nothing I have'nt heard before, been riding horses for ten years off and on.
Still bloody hurts when you come off, be it bike or horse.
My family still thinks horses are dangerous.....still it is the only sport I can think of where you have two minds that need to work together, and if the horse decides 'no' it's all out the window.

At least on a motorcycle, you have the gear

[2_SL0]

All my bins I have managed to keep quiet from family (parents, brother etc) apart from my wife. Its just not worth the "Bikes are BAD" statements.

[loosebruce]

I dunno think the family and girl would rather em not ride, but thats not an option.
After my recent off my call to my mum went something like this.

Me: Hi Mum
Mum: You in bloody hospital again, it's the only time you bloody ring me
Me: Yeah, i'm okay though, i broke both my hands but other than that i'm fine.
Mum: When you going to learn boy, what do you think i'll do if you're not around.
Me: Worry less
Mum: So hows the bike
Me: Toast but it'll live again, shouldn't be too hard to fix
Mum: Damn

[NC]

"Oh Roooo, are you ok?"

"Oh fuck, are you ok?"

"How fucked is the bike, are you sweet?"

"That was fucken wicked! Lets do it again!"

[SuperDave]

I've binned once close to a mates house. So I pushed the bike back to his house and gave my parents a call at home, spoke to my dad and I think it went something like this:

"Hi dad, I fell off the bike, I'm okay though but I dont know if I screwed the bike up internally or something, it still starts though."

"Oh okay, the bikes fine, you alright to ride it home?"

I ended up riding the bike home from Meadowbank to the Shore
I asked dad why his reaction was so calm about it all, his responded saying that he knew I was going to fall off sooner or later.

[Motu]

I can't remember any drama either,so it must of been pretty cool.I know my mother was concerned about me,I often got the ''you be careful out there now'',but she got me my first bike and was supportive of my riding,where ever and whatever.In every prang I have got back on my bike straight away,or the next day.In my first prang after 3 weeks on the road when I stuffed the Bantam into the side of an Austin she came down and helped me sort it out with the guy,cause I was a dumb 16 yr old.She grew up with horses in the days before safety was invented,she saw no harm in anything....only the results.

[Gen]

OK, what *is* it with girls and horses?

Hate the things, myself. Nasty smelly stupid unpredictable beasts. Shudder. They're not even particularly good to eat.

With an experienced rider, who knows the horse, they are very predictable.
They are clever, brave and intelligent, ever seen the olympics? the horse needs to know the job just as well as the rider.

If you're horse smells, give it a bath (grins).

And they are tons of fun to gallop along with the wind in your hair and sail over a jump.Such power.And they are cuddly (sigh)