| Author | Message | ||
     Freeflyer |
Umm hmmm Very humbling, I was "dropping" my bike(M2) off for some service not sure where Im parking going really slow when I pick a spot to the right thats sloping downward, turned hard then before I knew it I was fighting the bike as it fell over on its right side. I jump off/up and look behind me to see a couple mechanics looking at me, then behind me my wife asking out the car window Are you allright? No no no no no and I quickly jerk the bike back up all occuring within about 3 seconds. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sh*# F@!# Dammit. service guy walks out asks if I need help and consoles me telling me "everybodys done it" I should have asked him: really have you? Any way it was nice of him to say. So the damage is (besides ego) my gas tank got scraped by a bar end mirror, whats a gas tank paint job go for? (Message edited by freeflyer on June 21, 2006) | ||
| 99buellx1 |
$49.95  Oh.....wait.....you have one of those "old" bikes. Probably could cost whatever you want, all depends on how fancy you want to get. (Message edited by 99buellx1 on June 21, 2006) | ||
| Diablobrian |
those pucks are a definite must on the XB. They have been crash tested and proven good. I did the same thing at Hal's pulling in on friday morning for their open house during homecoming. So it's true I have done it....in front of a LARGE crowd. With my 13 yr old son on back. | ||
| Bcordb3 |
Don't sweat it. Deny it! | ||
| Akbuell |
Thanks for the post, actually. Back in the day, when my '68XLCH was new ('course I was much newer in '68) a group of us all had Sportys, and often rode together. I developed the habit of hitting the kill switch and neutral at the same time, then putting the side stand down as the bike came to a stop, then stepping off. Had to do it one day when I was the last to the gas stop, and it went perfectly. Naturally, I ended up throwing the bike on the ground, as I forgot the side stand part. Not that they EVER teased me about that, except forever.  | ||
| Buellgirlie |
everyone has done it. or will. or is a liar  dont worry about it. D | ||
| Crusty |
Don't worry; everybody's done it. Including me. But I sure do get pissed when I drop mine! | ||
| Jlnance |
I did it in vegasbuellers front yard, with only 100 of my closest badweb friends there to watch.  The plus side was they had the bike picked back up before I was even off the ground. | ||
| Djkaplan |
Just say what I say... "That's the way I always get off my bike". | ||
| Tramp |
next time, just walk away, smiling, as if you intended to 'park' it thusly... no bigs, it happens. | ||
| Kcfirebolt |
Happened to me too! :^) | ||
| Road_thing |
I like your style, Trampster... | ||
| Lake_bueller |
Sounds familiar....I spun out my first NEW rear tire in front of the service doors. Whooops! Bike & I both laying on our left side in front of about 10 people. At least I learned a valuable lesson about new tires  | ||
| Cyclonemick |
Onetime I forgot to unlock my forks and dropped my M2 in the the middle of the street. Everyone was looking at me and my wife. I felt like a total looser. | ||
| Bomber |
as others have opined, we've all done it, almost always with an audience -- helps ya develop character, and the ability to laugh at yourself -- these traits will become more valuable as you accumulate miles anyone willing to fess up to just forgeting to put a foot down at a stop light? and lay there with the bike idling away on it's side? kinda laugh-in like? with your buddies askin if all was OK? didn't think so (it was a GREAT party) | ||
| Mxer83 |
dropped my electra glide in front of a bar once, way embarassing!!!! dont sweat it s""t happens | ||
| Ratyson |
I dropped mine in my garage, with the wife standing right there. And for more icing on the cake, I put a dent in the door of my subaru on the way down, and broke the left side footpeg. Have not had the pleasure of dropping it in front of a crowd yet. As has been said, everyone either has done it, will do it, or lies about it. | ||
| Bigdaddy |
Bomber, I know what you speak of. Anyone ever just jumped off and walked away,,,get about 1/2 a step away and then the epiphany strikes,,,ooooops,,,I think I forgot to,,,,boom, crash, bang, land......that's going to leave a mark. G2 | ||
| Cyclonecharlie |
I did it twice on my cyclone turning to the right trying to hit a parking spot. I was hoping there was a service bulletin on turning right.........Charlie | ||
| Diablobrian |
Not exactly Bomber, but close. I can't put my left foot down, and while at a stop on the group ride from Hal's to the factory my son leaned to the left to see why we were stopped......I could do nothing as we slowly went over...once again in front of a huge bunch of Buell riders. They helped us back up in nothing flat. I was pretty...upset, and humbled by the experience. While riding with a group of friends one day (all on rice burners) we had a guy come around the group on his H-D while we were at a stop sign. He made sure to display his contempt for us as he rode by, flipping all of us the bird. Anyway he's thinking he's mister cool and comes up to the stop, and tips right over. We laughed as we rolled on. Ordinarily my friends and I would have stopped for any rider in trouble. We all decided he wouldn't want help from "our kind". Hopefully he learned something about humility. | ||
| Djkaplan |
"anyone willing to fess up to just forgeting to put a foot down at a stop light?" I never forgot to put a foot down, but I'm sure you remember when bikes had kickstarters and everyone wore bellbottoms. When the kickstarter goes up your pant leg, you can't put your foot on the ground. Of course... you won't notice it until you try to put your kickstand down by supporting the bike with your right foot. Timber... | ||
| Bomber |
Diablo -- I, too, hope that the rider you described learned something from his adventure, but the human animal often prides itself by NOT learning -- sad, ain't it? sadly, I had no excuse for my laugh-in routine except the extreme smiles that were going around that evening -- it was my first night ever in Vegas, and I was wearing some borrowed from the Army tanker gogles that had seen much better days -- imagine all those signs, seen through trashed goggles, and imagine how distracted a boy could get -- I DID learn a lesson that night, though -- don't trip on trips, so to speak ;-} Deej -- I remember both -- however, my bellbottom days lasted only a couple of weeks -- got my brnad spanky new bells caught in the BSA chain one day -- went back to 501s immediately (also, whenever I wore beads, they'd fall in my soup -- never made much of a hippy, i guess) | ||
| Jlnance |
It's time for aydenxb to tell the burnout story. | ||
| Luvthemtorts |
Many years ago when I built my first custom HD I had such a humbling moment. I had just gotten my tins back from paint and bolted them on. Two of the young ladies that were at the garage at the time decided they wanted to see a burnout which I happily agreed to do. I started burning the tire and decided to add to the excitement by letting go of the front brake and zooming down the driveway. Moments after letting her go I hit a patch of oil and kerplunk, my brand new paint job is sliding down the pavement. Now that was truly humbling. To ease my pain I was able to hook up that evening with one of the lasses that witnessed my riding prowess . | ||
| Sanchez |
> I should have asked him: really have you? Yes, I'm sure he has.  There are two types of riders: those who have dropped a bike and those who will. I cranked up my M2 on its kickstand with it sitting on a slight downhill slope in front of a bar on bike night. It vibrated forward and right off the kickstand. Another time, I forgot to put my kickstand down before dismounting. Imagine my surprise when I got off the bike, and it fell over. | ||
| Outrider |
Dropping is fun as you get to laugh at yourself and ante up for some minor damage. Is also a great excuse to add a few new tricks to your bike. Crashing is a whole different matter. | ||
| Madduck |
It was April of 1994 or 95, I had just picked up my new Road King, first one delivered by the dealership and the first motorcycle I had bought from them. I looked at that bike and wasn't sure I could pick it up if I dropped it so I pushed it over onto my leather jacket. The shock and awe I saw on the faces gathered was amazing. Got lots of useful pointers on picking up big harleys and made some friends for life as most days at a dealership are usually pretty boring. I was told not to ever do something like that without some warning. Zero damage to bike or jacket those crash bars really do work. Make it easier to pick up too. Its been over ten years and I still hear comments like " There's the ••••••• that pushed over his new Harley just to watch us pick it up." Amazing the number of people who've wanted to do that and never had the courage to face the ridicule. Luckily I'm not sensitive. | ||
| Hans |
Sitting in the saddle, I tiptoed the bike a few feet forward, with the sidestand out, to make room for the car. When the bike had to come to a rest on its sidestand, it kept going and leaning more over. Just in time I realized, that the sidestand was pushed out of its position by the rubber toe. There I stood in a impossible position: Just strong enough to keep the bike from tipping over completely, but in no way capable to get the bike upright. And then NOBODY came around to give an helping hand. After about a minute I got the "brilliant" idea to lower the bike on my left leg to avoid damage. That worked out very well: Only a broken shifter peg but even no scratch on the mirror. Fixed same day with a bolt through the peg. Yeah, but it took weeks before my leg stopped hurting me.  Hans (Message edited by hans on June 22, 2006) | ||
| Aydenxb9 |
It's time for aydenxb to tell the burnout story. O.K. Jim, for you, I'll tell the infamous 'Burnout Story' We were having a party for Mark(Webethumpin)at my house as he was preparing to be deployed to Iraq. We'd all gone for a ride earlier that day, another friend had rented Mark a V-Rod for the week-end. We got back to the house and started to get the party cranked up. I had hung a dart board out in the garage earlier for the occasion but hadn't put down the fowl line. One of the other party goers, Bill, got the bright idea that a burn out mark on the floor would make a fine and proper foul line seeing as there were several other marks in the garage from bikes and the stock car. Bill mounted his Suzuki Volusha and attempted a burn out. Try as he may, the mighty Suzuki just wouldn't turn a tire for him. Well, never one to let a good idea go to waste, I piped up, "Bill, I'll show you how it's done!" (That's Yankee for "Hey y'all, watch this") I mounted my 2 month old XB9 and pulled it into the garage and Bill pulls out and parks his bike. I spin around and get myself lined up. As having such a large and captive audience, I felt as I owed it to them to give them one heck of a burn out. I popped into second, grabbed a handful of front brake and throttle, dumped the clutch and let 'er eat. Got her goin' real good, barking off the rev limiter, the garage was alive with smoke and sound. I thought well, I guess I need to make an actual line so I ease off the brake just a little and start to walk her forward; that's when the fun began! That very hot D-207 got introduced to some cool, clean concrete, the front lifted and off the bike and I went straight out of the garage into the yard and assembled crowd! Now at this point, I need to explain the layout of my back yard in North Carolina. The garage is in line with the north end of the house. You look out the family room window, you look into the garage about forty feet away. Also, I don't have a driveway, it's all grass. So now here I am trying to hang onto this bezerk motorcycle, on grass, heading right for Bill's Suzuki. I get the throttle closed, as I ricochet off the Suzuki and pull the clutch as I'm banking left to miss the house and go up the "drive" and re-gain control of the bike. It all would have worked out well if it weren't for my Neon being parked behind the house. I hit the car a ton in the left front corner. The bike itself just glanced off of the front bumper and the left front wheel but I hit full force with my right leg into the left front fender. The bike stops instantly, I keep on going, over the car and the bike, using my shoulders to clear both mirrors off the bike and the bike and I land in a heap in front of the car. Stunned and dazed, I stagger to my buttocks and just sit there while everyone comes running. I take inventory, everything seems to work, but man am I sore, both wrists are swelling, and something's bleeding. I turn to look at the car and bike. There's the Buell laying on it's side with some bits and pieces scattered about and the Neon ain't sayin' Hi! any longer. It's been moved about a foot and has more of a smirk. I started drinking after that. My parties are usually pretty good, but I don't think I'll ever be able to top a stunt show. The grand total of damage: Buell: $200.00 It needed a front fender, both mirrors, right foot peg, right foot peg bracket mounting screws, and a rear master cylinder. Neon: $1200.00 Steering rack, left tie rod end, left hub and bearing, tweaked left front strut tower, left fender, hood, front bumper cover, 1 16" ICW wheel, front bumper support, and horn. I fixed the mechanical stuff, still driving the car with the cosmetic damage. Dave: 2 sprained wrists, several bruises, a strange bump on my right knee, and a cut in my right side. The memories I gave Mark to tide him over in Iraq................PRICELESS!!! Just wish I'd had the presence of mind to jump up and yell, "Tah-dah!!!!!" | ||
| Buellgirlie |
 OUCH my ribs hurt from laughing nice job! D |
