Well, this happened a while ago, but reading through the "Good, bad and the ugly" inspired me to share this...
Me and my buddy Jonathan went for a ride up to the Mogollon Rim (near Payson, in Arizona). It's an amazing and beautiful ride up there, tons of twisties up in the mountains, really stunning. It's my favorite ride out here.
For the first time in my life I had a passenger on the back.
Well, coming down from the Rim Jonathan was ahead of us on his Speed Triple, doing probably about 105mph or so going into a nice right turn (two-lane). He was on the outside lane (nearest to center) getting ready to overtake a late-90's blacked-out BMW, the only other car up there with us. he was about 5 feet behind the car when suddenly the BMW merges in front of him for no reason. he was forced to pull out of his lean to avoid rear-ending the car, and because he straightened up to brake he crossed the double-yellow line and went into the opposing lane, and hit a Silverado head-on at about 95mph.
his bike looked like it exploded, flipping down the highway with parts and smoke flying off it. he flew clear of the car (thank God) and bounced down the road. I nearly hit the wreckage of his bike, because I got a tank-slapper from braking so hard, but i think the HESD kicked in and saved me, it smoothed out just in time to weave through the wreckage.
After the wreck happened the BMW sped off.
so...if i hadn't had a passenger i would've been a lot closer to him and gone down myself, but because I had a passenger i was riding a lot slower that day.
get this - it was the first day he'd ever worn all his brand-new protective gear. He had on armored boots, knee and shin guards, jacket, helmet, gloves, etc....basically everything. his gear was destroyed and he was unconscious but all he had was a concussion (he still can't remember anything about that day) and some bad bruises. The medics said that he would've died without the equipment. God was looking out for us.
WELL..the story isn't over. they airlifted him out, but me and Heidi (my passenger) still had to get home which was about 1.2 hours away at a good clip to visit him in the hospital. So we're riding home on this big empty straight-away doing 95mph, when I cross over a small ridge and there's a State trooper...and he pulls me over.
I was very polite (there's no point in arguing...doesn't help) but he was a huge jerk about it..."Oh yeah, I heard about that guy up on the rim. well, you can tell it to the judge."
So, not only was my best friend in the hospital, but I got a CRIMINAL speeding ticket on the way to see him. in AZ, anything either over 85 OR more than 20 over the speed limit is a Class 3 misdemeanor. By the time I got it knocked down to a civil violation with an attorney, it was nearly $700 in legal fees.
worst day ever. :thumbd:
Me and my buddy Jonathan went for a ride up to the Mogollon Rim (near Payson, in Arizona). It's an amazing and beautiful ride up there, tons of twisties up in the mountains, really stunning. It's my favorite ride out here.
For the first time in my life I had a passenger on the back.
Well, coming down from the Rim Jonathan was ahead of us on his Speed Triple, doing probably about 105mph or so going into a nice right turn (two-lane). He was on the outside lane (nearest to center) getting ready to overtake a late-90's blacked-out BMW, the only other car up there with us. he was about 5 feet behind the car when suddenly the BMW merges in front of him for no reason. he was forced to pull out of his lean to avoid rear-ending the car, and because he straightened up to brake he crossed the double-yellow line and went into the opposing lane, and hit a Silverado head-on at about 95mph.
his bike looked like it exploded, flipping down the highway with parts and smoke flying off it. he flew clear of the car (thank God) and bounced down the road. I nearly hit the wreckage of his bike, because I got a tank-slapper from braking so hard, but i think the HESD kicked in and saved me, it smoothed out just in time to weave through the wreckage.
After the wreck happened the BMW sped off.
so...if i hadn't had a passenger i would've been a lot closer to him and gone down myself, but because I had a passenger i was riding a lot slower that day.
get this - it was the first day he'd ever worn all his brand-new protective gear. He had on armored boots, knee and shin guards, jacket, helmet, gloves, etc....basically everything. his gear was destroyed and he was unconscious but all he had was a concussion (he still can't remember anything about that day) and some bad bruises. The medics said that he would've died without the equipment. God was looking out for us.
WELL..the story isn't over. they airlifted him out, but me and Heidi (my passenger) still had to get home which was about 1.2 hours away at a good clip to visit him in the hospital. So we're riding home on this big empty straight-away doing 95mph, when I cross over a small ridge and there's a State trooper...and he pulls me over.
I was very polite (there's no point in arguing...doesn't help) but he was a huge jerk about it..."Oh yeah, I heard about that guy up on the rim. well, you can tell it to the judge."
So, not only was my best friend in the hospital, but I got a CRIMINAL speeding ticket on the way to see him. in AZ, anything either over 85 OR more than 20 over the speed limit is a Class 3 misdemeanor. By the time I got it knocked down to a civil violation with an attorney, it was nearly $700 in legal fees.
worst day ever. :thumbd: