Pterodactyl
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Just consider how many people are driving drunk, high, texting or eating at anytime of the day. The statistics are scary. About a quarter mile from our place there is a ranch with both cattle and buffalo herds. The rancher occasionally moves some livestock across the road and uses his hired-hand to stop traffic. I was coming home on a bike and got stopped behind a pick-up truck. It was a sunny and warm early afternoon. The driver of the pick-up stepped out of the cab and walked to the bed while tossing an empty beer can in the back. He then reached in a large cooler and got a fresh beer to drink as he continued his drive. At least he didn't litter. Knowing that these sort of idiots are out there makes me an ATGATT guy.
In our area animal strikes are very common. Montana has consistently ranked in the top three states where animal strikes are likely to occur. We have deer, mule deer, elk and coyotes roaming around here with great regularity. We are also a free range area, meaning livestock does not have to fenced. If you hit a cow or buffalo it is your fault, end of story. You have to pay the rancher for the animal and the rancher gets to salvage any meat that is useable. A nurse of mine and her husband hit and killed four buffalo on the road in front of our place. Totalled their car and they had to pay the rancher $10,000 for the animals. He had a skid steer loading the carcasses to take to the processor within a couple of hours. I don't think the end result would be very happy if Spousal Unit or I hit a buffalo.
Do what you want as far as gear. I do not care, but I do chuckle when I see pirates riding.
When I was young and stupid (I'm no longer young) I had an introduction to road rash. While driving home from school I stopped to visit and old friend. At 3 AM we ran out of wine and decided it was a good idea to ride two-up on his Triumph Trident to get more. He demanded that I wear a helmet and fasten the chinstrap. My other gear was a t-shirt, jeans and sneakers. There I was sitting on the back with a bottle of wine in one hand and a bottle of Kippered Herring in the other. I let out a yell and my buddy thought I was urging him on and gassed the bike. At around 40-45 MPH I flipped heels over head, but was able to get hold of some part of the bike and was dragged for some distance with only the helmet on the pavement. This was soon an unsustanable position and my slide down the road began. The helmet had a hole in the back from being dragged on the road and my back, elbows and knees were hamburger. The medical personel at the Oceana Naval Airstation Clinic were attentive but did not show much commiseration. The bad part about road rash is that they want it to remain open so it will weep and clean itself. If it is allowed to touch a sheet or clothing for long it will adhere and be misery to remove. For weeks there was no way to get comfortable. Yup, do what you want.
In our area animal strikes are very common. Montana has consistently ranked in the top three states where animal strikes are likely to occur. We have deer, mule deer, elk and coyotes roaming around here with great regularity. We are also a free range area, meaning livestock does not have to fenced. If you hit a cow or buffalo it is your fault, end of story. You have to pay the rancher for the animal and the rancher gets to salvage any meat that is useable. A nurse of mine and her husband hit and killed four buffalo on the road in front of our place. Totalled their car and they had to pay the rancher $10,000 for the animals. He had a skid steer loading the carcasses to take to the processor within a couple of hours. I don't think the end result would be very happy if Spousal Unit or I hit a buffalo.
Do what you want as far as gear. I do not care, but I do chuckle when I see pirates riding.
When I was young and stupid (I'm no longer young) I had an introduction to road rash. While driving home from school I stopped to visit and old friend. At 3 AM we ran out of wine and decided it was a good idea to ride two-up on his Triumph Trident to get more. He demanded that I wear a helmet and fasten the chinstrap. My other gear was a t-shirt, jeans and sneakers. There I was sitting on the back with a bottle of wine in one hand and a bottle of Kippered Herring in the other. I let out a yell and my buddy thought I was urging him on and gassed the bike. At around 40-45 MPH I flipped heels over head, but was able to get hold of some part of the bike and was dragged for some distance with only the helmet on the pavement. This was soon an unsustanable position and my slide down the road began. The helmet had a hole in the back from being dragged on the road and my back, elbows and knees were hamburger. The medical personel at the Oceana Naval Airstation Clinic were attentive but did not show much commiseration. The bad part about road rash is that they want it to remain open so it will weep and clean itself. If it is allowed to touch a sheet or clothing for long it will adhere and be misery to remove. For weeks there was no way to get comfortable. Yup, do what you want.