bikerfish1100
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Not here...they're black.
same here. there's go that theory.
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Not here...they're black.
Tragic. Wish that every rider had the full range of awareness we all need to hopefully avoid these crashes (there are no accidents in my opinion).
Andy,
I disagree completely with your opinion that there are no accidents and that all situations can be avoided.
I am a long time rider and a long distance rider. I've averaged 25,000 miles a year since 2007 and I to fooled myself into thinking that I could handle any situation by just being aware and staying away from other cars, yada, yada, yada.
May 26, 2012 I was following my best friend and my father in law on our way to meet family for breakfast. It was 9:10 am on a Saturday morning. The road was clear, the weather was perfect, no blind spots the situation was as close to perfect as possible. We were on a two lane road, speed limit was 55, we approached the intersection at about 45-50 mph. A car was stopped at the intersection, another car was coming towards us.
Sixteen year old boy in the stopped car not only didn't yield to us, he didn't yield to the 19 year girl in the car coming towards us (from his right). He drove right into the side of the girls car, causing her to spin counterclockwise and slide thru our lane sideways. My friend drove into the passenger side of her car as she slid thru our lane. He never even hit his brakes, there was absolutely nothing he could do, and no place for him to go. From beginning to end we talking maybe a second or two. My friend died instantly.
The collision was so violent his bike (ST1300) exploded into a ball of flame. When I left the scene 1/2 hour to an hour later it was still simmering and unrecognizable. My father in law hit here rear end but did not go down. Neither one of us has any recollection of how we got thru safely.
I didn't ride for about a month, not because I was afraid, because I was sad. The sadness is still there but the pull motorcycling has on me is stronger. I'm back to riding and have no intention of quitting. It's just that every time I go out, I realize I may not come home. The risks are worth it to me.
Tragic. Wish that every rider had the full range of awareness we all need to hopefully avoid these crashes (there are no accidents in my opinion).
Andy,
I disagree completely with your opinion that there are no accidents and that all situations can be avoided.
I am a long time rider and a long distance rider. I've averaged 25,000 miles a year since 2007 and I to fooled myself into thinking that I could handle any situation by just being aware and staying away from other cars, yada, yada, yada.
May 26, 2012 I was following my best friend and my father in law on our way to meet family for breakfast. It was 9:10 am on a Saturday morning. The road was clear, the weather was perfect, no blind spots the situation was as close to perfect as possible. We were on a two lane road, speed limit was 55, we approached the intersection at about 45-50 mph. A car was stopped at the intersection, another car was coming towards us.
Sixteen year old boy in the stopped car not only didn't yield to us, he didn't yield to the 19 year girl in the car coming towards us (from his right). He drove right into the side of the girls car, causing her to spin counterclockwise and slide thru our lane sideways. My friend drove into the passenger side of her car as she slid thru our lane. He never even hit his brakes, there was absolutely nothing he could do, and no place for him to go. From beginning to end we talking maybe a second or two. My friend died instantly.
The collision was so violent his bike (ST1300) exploded into a ball of flame. When I left the scene 1/2 hour to an hour later it was still simmering and unrecognizable. My father in law hit here rear end but did not go down. Neither one of us has any recollection of how we got thru safely.
I didn't ride for about a month, not because I was afraid, because I was sad. The sadness is still there but the pull motorcycling has on me is stronger. I'm back to riding and have no intention of quitting. It's just that every time I go out, I realize I may not come home. The risks are worth it to me.
Do I understand you correctly? The 16 year old kid had stopped for a stop sign, then proceeded across the near lane of the three riders, hit the rear end of the car driven by the 19 year old girl which caused her car to spin back into the path of the riders? So the 16 year old's pull out was safe from the riders' point of view (plenty of room for him to pull out so the riders didn't sense any danger or need to brake) and then the sudden surprise was the car in the opposite lane spinning into the riders' lane? Oh, now I get it. The back end of the girl's car was knocked at a 90 degree angle to the road and HER power pulled it into the riders' lane.
My guess is that your friend died because he indeed didn't have time to react. Your father in law DID have time to brake almost to a stop, hence didn't drop the bike after the collision, as did you - though I understand not remembering what you did correctly.
I think it is too much to expect your best friend to notice that the car pulling out from the stop sign COULD collide with the oncoming car, much less expect it could impact him. I agree with you: there ARE accidents. We can do our best to minimize them, but we can never reduce the risk of riding to zero.
Most cop bikes are white, or a color similar to it in visual perception.
I am always aware of when I pass the point of no return. The point where a cage can get you and you will not have any way to avoid it. I try to make that time as short as possible. It always exists.
Godspeed to your friend, good thoughts for his survivors, including yourself. May his bike never need tires, maintenance where he is now. Oh, and no inattentive drivers.
Rod