oldhack62
Well-known member
...or, telling a tale on myself.
I screwed up. Exactly how it happened may never be known, as it certainly wasn't deliberate! But, I wrecked my '83 Interstate yesterday when I turned in front of an oncoming vehicle I just didn't see.
Making a low-speed left turn into a restaurant parking lot I checked, as usual, all four directions visually. Unfortunately, I responded by banking into my turn before I'd rechecked my first direction, which was my path of ingress. Fortunately, I immediately recognized my fatal (not literal, thank the Lord!) error, and managed to straighten up the bike before I wound up underneath the oncoming car (which I suspect -- may never know, as I have no taste to call her up and ask -- was leaving the lot I was entering without first stopping). Instead, I hit it front-tire first on her left quarter panel, the bike bounced sideways and landed at about a right angle to the front of the car, and I landed in between. Alas, my forehead (3/4 helmet, with the face guard up) apparently hit the edge of my windshield, and I took 40+ stitches. Lucky, frankly, under the circumstances, that that was the extend of bodily damage.
I'm sore today, but my pride and the bike suffered greater damage than I did -- although the solid, ol' Goldwing probably also saved my life!
The bike probably can be repaired, but I'm not sure I'm the mechanic for the job. The front fork brace is broken, as are many internal (facing the rider) parts of the front fairing. When I get it home from impound, I'll try to determine whether or not the fork itself is damaged (wouldn't surprise me, but it isn't obvious, from cursory inspection) -- if so, this is a salvage job only. But, even if it's reparable, it likely would take me so long that my insurance renewal will come due, and I suspect an at-fault accident will price me out of riding. Thus, this likely is now a parts bike.
The 1100 engine was running as good as it ever had. The carbs are sweet (rebuilt and sync-ed by professional PO last winter). The rear luggage is intact.
I'll let y'all know what I'm gonna do when I know -- but, I'm probably now a former rider. While I have no qualms about climbing back into the saddle, I suspect I'm not going to want to afford the insurance, or a new bike. We'll see -- but, that's probably an entirely different issue than the final disposition of this motorcycle.
The good news is that I'm okay -- I'll heal, and learn from the experience. Humility and care will be permanent lessons, as well as concepts of assumed and calculated risks.
Error -- whether driver or rider -- hurts, and I don't want to hit the pavement again! But, I've enjoyed the riding. I don't know yet where the twain shall meet.
Please, wish me luck.
I screwed up. Exactly how it happened may never be known, as it certainly wasn't deliberate! But, I wrecked my '83 Interstate yesterday when I turned in front of an oncoming vehicle I just didn't see.
Making a low-speed left turn into a restaurant parking lot I checked, as usual, all four directions visually. Unfortunately, I responded by banking into my turn before I'd rechecked my first direction, which was my path of ingress. Fortunately, I immediately recognized my fatal (not literal, thank the Lord!) error, and managed to straighten up the bike before I wound up underneath the oncoming car (which I suspect -- may never know, as I have no taste to call her up and ask -- was leaving the lot I was entering without first stopping). Instead, I hit it front-tire first on her left quarter panel, the bike bounced sideways and landed at about a right angle to the front of the car, and I landed in between. Alas, my forehead (3/4 helmet, with the face guard up) apparently hit the edge of my windshield, and I took 40+ stitches. Lucky, frankly, under the circumstances, that that was the extend of bodily damage.
I'm sore today, but my pride and the bike suffered greater damage than I did -- although the solid, ol' Goldwing probably also saved my life!
The bike probably can be repaired, but I'm not sure I'm the mechanic for the job. The front fork brace is broken, as are many internal (facing the rider) parts of the front fairing. When I get it home from impound, I'll try to determine whether or not the fork itself is damaged (wouldn't surprise me, but it isn't obvious, from cursory inspection) -- if so, this is a salvage job only. But, even if it's reparable, it likely would take me so long that my insurance renewal will come due, and I suspect an at-fault accident will price me out of riding. Thus, this likely is now a parts bike.
The 1100 engine was running as good as it ever had. The carbs are sweet (rebuilt and sync-ed by professional PO last winter). The rear luggage is intact.
I'll let y'all know what I'm gonna do when I know -- but, I'm probably now a former rider. While I have no qualms about climbing back into the saddle, I suspect I'm not going to want to afford the insurance, or a new bike. We'll see -- but, that's probably an entirely different issue than the final disposition of this motorcycle.
The good news is that I'm okay -- I'll heal, and learn from the experience. Humility and care will be permanent lessons, as well as concepts of assumed and calculated risks.
Error -- whether driver or rider -- hurts, and I don't want to hit the pavement again! But, I've enjoyed the riding. I don't know yet where the twain shall meet.
Please, wish me luck.