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you all might get a kick out of this, although its not really stupidity per se.
I bought an '81 Kawasaki and my friend was going to teach me how to ride it. We were going to this huge church parking lot for my lesson. I didn't exactly make it there. There were this s curve, and the first half wasn't quite as sharp as the second. I made the first one, but just couldn't quite turn on the second. You ever try explaining how to lean to make a bike turn to some idiot? My friend Pete hadn't either... Anyway, I was oh so slowly figuring it out when I ran out of curve and rode that sucker straight down this huge 15 foot deep drainage ditch (grass thank god) into about a foot of water. Since we'd let the old beast warm up for a long time, it make quite the scene hitting bottom between the spash of the 350 lb bike, the 250 lb rider and the steam from the scorching hot engine/pipes.
I'm amazed I didn't ruin the bike since it ended on it's right ride with the throttle jammed open laying in said foot of water.
20 some odd minutes after we left we both arrive back at my buddy's place smelling like a collective swamp thing after he powered it back up the embankment a little ways down, me dripping blood from one leg and hand (that could have turned out a whole lot worse). His wife was just kind of like like WTF?
I guess my moral of the story is helmets are good. Jeans are good. My riding gloves hadn't arrived from Dennis Kirk yet damn it.
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