Holy ****, what a week! This coming from someone who HATES drama!! Hahaha..... ah, ****...
Yeah, so this is the first time I've stopped moving long enough to get here on the forum and post up.... Like George Carlin once said, "Busier than a dyke in a hardware store".
So, when Chris and I got back to my house we took about an hour or so to dry some of Chris' gear and for me to put some stuff together so I could turn right around with my truck and go pick up the bike.... I was already tired from riding bitch all day, but pissed off enough to keep awake for the return trip.
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I ran from 7p to 0430 when I finally stopped and took a two hour nap. I got to the dealership when they opened at 9 a.m., loaded up and turned right around and made for the barn. I got in just before 10:30.
I can't say enough how much I appreciate the effort put in by Mike to try and get me rolling again, as well as to Bob for being willing to do the same. Thanks to all the respondents of this thread as well as those contacted in person who tried to offer up whatever help/advice they could- you guys rock! :clapping:
Now, for the low-down on the low-side....
**** luck has apparently been a companion of mine lately that I just can't seem to shake. When Chris and I reviewed everything in hindsight, we both agreed that it was pretty much just ****-luck. We had just completed a left-hand sweeper and had made the transition to begin the right. Entry speed was good, line was good going from center line towards just beyond the apex, smooth lean and the next thing I knew my ass end was sliding out from under me going to my left (back towards the centerline). The bike was already leaned to far over to the right with the rear end washed out enough that there was just no bringing it back at that point..... which may be a blessing cuz if the rear of the bike would've gotten traction back at that point, it probably would've catapaulted me into a guard rail with a respectable drop-off on the other side. Looking at the marks on the pavement from the slider as well as other signs noted, it looks like my wheels were just lined up perfectly with a patch of gravel about four or five inches wide and about 6 feet or so long..... the camber of the road was pitched with the turn, so gravity and rain left the trail of washed road debris right where the myth of the perfect line lay! :lol:
I skidded merrily along on my right side with Motoport gear between my tender skin and the pavement. I didn't see what exactly happened, but from everything I can piece together, it sounds like the left rear side of the bike either swiped or the rim was ran over by the oncoming car's rear tire. That's what most likely killed the swing arm. Where the swing arm is broken is up near the shock. I have pictures, but will post up later if Chris doesn't beat me to it. Luckily, I was uninjured and the only thing hurt was my pride and bike and gear.
I'm off to bed now cuz I need to nap before work, but will come back later and put up some pictures. I just got back from my son's football game, the last of the regular season and I am pleased to announce that his team remained undefeated!!! Off to the playoffs next weekend!! :yahoo:
So, Chris..... when are we gonna do that 50 CC?! :lol: