Salish1300
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So on Saturday I went for a joy ride, ostensibly to get gas, but really just to enjoy the beautiful weather and get away from home. I go off our lovely island, get gas, and on my way back, I see a guy up ahead walking on the shoulder of the highway. Then I see he is carrying a helmet, and I notice he is wearing his motorcycle jacket, and finally, as I draw up to him, I recognize him from the ferry.
Wo, Wo, Wo, I slow down and pull over to see if he needs help. Cars zoom by at 60. He gets to me and we greet. He's a guy I see on the ferry quite often and we have that sort of casual acquaintance. He proceeds to tell me that he had just been rear ended while sitting at the stop light. Some person had slammed into him, sending him flying off his bike. He thinks the bike is pretty tweaked.
I immediately evaluate him for injury, but he seems OK. I was once a certified Wilderness First Responder, if you know what that is. I ask him why he's walking, and he tells me it's because his wife is away. I say, Hell, hop on! He had his gear on after all.
A few miles later, winding here and there, I drop him off at home. Could of been me. Could of been you. I happen to know this guy is a careful experienced rider, not some young buck trying to get a thrill.
What were the chances I would be going by and see a guy I knew needing help? 100% on this day I guess!
Hough says being rear ended is a relatively rare accident, but who wants that to happen? Not me.
Be safe out there.
Wo, Wo, Wo, I slow down and pull over to see if he needs help. Cars zoom by at 60. He gets to me and we greet. He's a guy I see on the ferry quite often and we have that sort of casual acquaintance. He proceeds to tell me that he had just been rear ended while sitting at the stop light. Some person had slammed into him, sending him flying off his bike. He thinks the bike is pretty tweaked.
I immediately evaluate him for injury, but he seems OK. I was once a certified Wilderness First Responder, if you know what that is. I ask him why he's walking, and he tells me it's because his wife is away. I say, Hell, hop on! He had his gear on after all.
A few miles later, winding here and there, I drop him off at home. Could of been me. Could of been you. I happen to know this guy is a careful experienced rider, not some young buck trying to get a thrill.
What were the chances I would be going by and see a guy I knew needing help? 100% on this day I guess!
Hough says being rear ended is a relatively rare accident, but who wants that to happen? Not me.
Be safe out there.