There is always that first time ... when you drop your bike
How many times have you dropped yours - crashing it does not count here!
I did twice:
- once slipped a wet boot while trying to lift it on the centre stand;
- once the whole thing collapsed when I have tried to take it off centre stand uphill on a ramp. I was so carefull that time ... but it happened. I do not use centre stand in awkward places anymore. Even thinking of disposing of it (so I can get that sexy Acschnitzer Rockster belly pan)
duke wrote:There is always that first time ... when you drop your bike
How many times have you dropped yours - crashing it does not count here!
I did twice:
- once slipped a wet boot while trying to lift it on the centre stand;
- once the whole thing collapsed when I have tried to take it off centre stand uphill on a ramp. I was so carefull that time ... but it happened. I do not use centre stand in awkward places anymore. Even thinking of disposing of it (so I can get that sexy Acschnitzer Rockster belly pan)
The one, and only time I dropped my 'R' was at my parents place. I was excited to get working on the boat that I forgot to put the side stand down. It was wierd, went in slow motion. But the weight of the bike I just was not expecting
'05 R 1150 R Dark Ferro, with blacked out motor Member # 507
Once: making a U-turn in the two parking spots next to my car. Realized I was going to hit my car, panicked, and grabbed a ton of front brake. On on the right side. It only scratched the under-side of the Hepco-Becker guards I had on.
Walked into the house, said to my girlfriend:
"I have good news and bad news, which would you like first?"
"The good."
"I can pick my bike up off its side."
[Face goes to shocked]
"The bad news is that you dropped your bike?"
"Yep."
MattPie wrote:Once: making a U-turn in the two parking spots next to my car. Realized I was going to hit my car, panicked, and grabbed a ton of front brake. On on the right side. It only scratched the under-side of the Hepco-Becker guards I had on.
Walked into the house, said to my girlfriend:
"I have good news and bad news, which would you like first?"
"The good."
"I can pick my bike up off its side."
[Face goes to shocked]
"The bad news is that you dropped your bike?"
"Yep."
hehehe
'05 R 1150 R Dark Ferro, with blacked out motor Member # 507
More than twice I'm sure...but not more than 5 times.
#1. Bad footing/gravel
#2. Forgot to put sidestand down
#3. Awkward parking spot/bad footing
#4. Slipped in wet grass on incline.
Twice so far, and expecting more. BUT....I did surprise myself by being able to pick the bike up by myself. Twice when it was down I tried the method I saw in a video someone posted once where you are suppose to put your backside against the seat and use your legs, but that didn't work for me. So I just go mad, turned around, and picked it up. Adrenaline, I guess.
1st time: 1.3 miles on the odometer; in my garage, door open; fell right over. I saved the valve cover by placing my leg under it
2nd time: Stopped at a gas station, shut the bike off and forgot that the side stand wasn't down. It was a very graceful dismount.
3rd time: Coming to a stop while looking at very pretty woman. I looked one way, my bars were pointed the other way; over I went. She didn't even come over to help.
4th time: Tried to turn the bike in 6" of sand. Enough said.
The Roadster, only once in 2 1/2 years. Gravel on the shoulder like ball bearings!
Vann, there was that time that guy ran into the back of you and you dropped the bike and did a ground roll. I know that happened. I was there! I saw it!
Once. McDonalds parking lot. I felt a bit like Ronald McDonald...you know...big clumsy oaf. And isn't it just my luck...hot sunny day with lots and lots of people standing around. No damage...except for my pride...
Last Friday. In Santa Cruz. On an uphill driveway that dropped off to the right. It didn't feel like anything unusual at first until the bike went past the halfway point. I couldn't believe that it had gone that far and I didn't panic until I relized that it was going to fall on my leg so I tried to pick it back up and my hamstring popped--yes, audibly--and I felt a searing pain that was so terrific I dropped it.
A good samaritan rushed over and picked it up for me...good thing 'cause there was no way that I could even move. After I mellowed out for 15 minutes I drove home 150 miles to Sacramento. At least it didn't hurt so bad in tuck position but the pain was excruciating for a few days.
The bike looks good, though. Mirror a little scuffed, valve cover slightly chipped but concealed well with magic marker. Want Stanton VC covers now, maybe blue VC found on Rockster to match Ferro Blue.
I used to have an old K100 which was so top heavy I was always dropping it.
The most stupid time was getting into work after a very cold winter ride, my brain just stopped working...I got off the bike and walked away without putting the stand down
Once. Was backing it out of my shed, and tripped on a ladder (Who left that there?!!! ...oh yeah, me.). The bike landed against the door jamb. Minor damage tho, bent the windscreen mounts, and scuffed the right directional, which I buffed out with a Magic Eraser. Got off lucky for my stupidity.
It was at a Patriot Guard Riders funeral function. We parked on the ditch side of the road near the cemetary. When I got off I noticed my bike was precariously balanced. By then I was off the bike and mid-line with some 50 bikes and more coming. I made a mental note to "mount" from the side opposite the side stand.
Four hours later, when I was going to get on the bike, the good intentions of off-side mounting had faded away. I began to swing my leg over the bike. Barely brushed it (never even got it fully over) when she bagan to slip away. I held back on the handle bar and she hit the grass. One loose mirror and one broken lens was all the physical damage.
But that many H-D jocks laughing at one (of two) BMW riders was EXTREMELY painful.
- Bill #438, Lifetime
If I'm going to grow up, I'd better hurry.....oh well.
Once...almost at a full stop, but turning slightly to the left and slightly downhill. It started going and i just "stepped away" from the bike. Nothing hurt but my pride and a few small scratches on the head. Three other motorcyclist there to witness my loss of pride...but all shared their 'dropped bike' stories with me!! Lesson learned...make the slow turns the right way...counter balance properly and use the rear (softer) brake.
My Rockster was still relatively new to me - moved up from an f650CS -tall and on the topheavy side with an additional 100 pounds of weight.
Gravel 'got' me (well, the fear of gravel and target fixation) the first time, then grabbing the front brake with the bars turned got me the second time.
Later the same day, the bike was packed for travelling, I got bike off the center stand and grabbed the front brake to stop the rebound, with the bars turned AGAIN, and ooooovvver it went. Onto the curb and side case.
GRRRR. So, both bar ends are 'marked' as is the end of the clutch lever.
Haven't dropped the R yet nor the bike I had before it ifor 10 + years. Probably dropped my old Honda though did so without suffering much damage. I remember feeling it go over before I'd gotten fully off and put my foot down, trying to hold it up with one leg and the left knee popped. I had to get out of the way quick. Then it was a slow mo controlled descent with my hands still on the bars. Glad it was just the one time because the bike was heavy (only a 450 cc) and I was afraid I couldn't pick it up.
With the R, the side stand is so far foward from what I'm used to, that I really have to think about it to push it down all the way. That will probably save me unless the dreaded gravel/soft sand/loose dirt trap gets me first. I hope I never drop it.
1) Uphill stop turn onto main thoroughfare. Started to roll backward grabbed a lot of brake and down we went.
2) Leaving a gravel parkinglot behind an older Bronco. The lady driver just suddenly stopped making it a decision as to whether I hit her or dropped bike. Knocked off my swindshield that time and found that the BMW kit didn't come with a 4.5 mm allen wrench.
3) Mistook deep sand for firm ground. By the time we waded through it the rear wheel must have been going thrity and when it hit solid pavement the acceleration was just too much. We wallowed several times and down we went.
