I was between two SUVs leading coming off a highway off ramp which was becoming part of a ramp for another exit yesterday. While riding and waiting to merge onto the highway a small red car must not have seen the bike and rider (me) in the space between them. Just before the vehicle entered my space, I saw the car in the mirror and made a brief attempt to get out her way (a young woman was driving). Next thing I knew, I was hit and the driver went into the passing lane. The bike wobbled back and forth a number of times but I managed to keep it upright. The left foot peg seemed to be missing. I rode along a bit beside her and then behind, with her in the passing lane and me in the fog lane, wondering where we'd pull over to exchange information as there was no immediate safe location to do so. She then booted it out of sight and took a turn off road. I didn't get her license # as I thought I'd get that when we'd pull over.
About ten kilometres or so down the road, I pulled over at gas station to see if I still had the side stand tang; I did but no footpeg. Got off the bike and the foot peg plate and missing foot peg were the only damage. Rode home for the on back roads for an hour and a half, with feet sometimes dangling down, sometimes perched on the passenger pegs.
Weird things are that my foot received no contact or injury and I felt no fear nor anger, just relief that what could have been terrible was quite manageable.
It was somewhat ironic that yesterday was the day that I had just completed riding 300,000 kms with no accidents (until the young lady with the red car bumped into me.)
About ten kilometres or so down the road, I pulled over at gas station to see if I still had the side stand tang; I did but no footpeg. Got off the bike and the foot peg plate and missing foot peg were the only damage. Rode home for the on back roads for an hour and a half, with feet sometimes dangling down, sometimes perched on the passenger pegs.
Weird things are that my foot received no contact or injury and I felt no fear nor anger, just relief that what could have been terrible was quite manageable.
It was somewhat ironic that yesterday was the day that I had just completed riding 300,000 kms with no accidents (until the young lady with the red car bumped into me.)