That's me done with bikes
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You normally come off worst on a bike but each case is individual. I got bashed up pretty good but after 12 months, when they took the last of the metal out, I was okay and almost 20 years later, although the right leg has never felt the same, it hasn't stopped me doing anything and I am not in pain (my knee protests after too long in the saddle but my fault for riding sportsbikes). In retrospect I think I got off lightly.
Friend's daughter was involved in a car accident last year. Back seat, had a seat belt on. The two in the front walked away with minor injuries but she has injured her diaphragm quite badly, is in constant pain, now faces major surgery and has been told it will take up to 12 months for the pain/discomfort to go away and she will never be quite right afterwards (she is only 21).
Sometimes with accidents it is just the luck of the draw, whether you are on a bike or in a car (or I suppose a pedestrian).
Friend's daughter was involved in a car accident last year. Back seat, had a seat belt on. The two in the front walked away with minor injuries but she has injured her diaphragm quite badly, is in constant pain, now faces major surgery and has been told it will take up to 12 months for the pain/discomfort to go away and she will never be quite right afterwards (she is only 21).
Sometimes with accidents it is just the luck of the draw, whether you are on a bike or in a car (or I suppose a pedestrian).
Rubin215 said:
Nah, I sort of get where the OP is coming from.
Over the years I've lost countless friends and acquaintances through bike accidents.
Each one, though tragic, wasn't really relevant to me as they were often "just one of those things" or "it's how he would have wanted to go."
Then, a few years ago, I lost three mates within the space of eight months and also was unfortunately at one of their deaths through my work.
Two out of three were caused by someone in a car turning across the bike's path, I don't know about the third.
At that stage I became an ex-motorcyclist.
Then, last summer, another mate (a committed biker, a bike instructor, someone I did my advanced course with, someone who had spent time trying to get me back onto a bike) was killed in an accident where, again, it appears to have been another road user's stupidity.
Coinciding with major stress at home, major stress at work and a lifestyle based on caffeine and alcohol, I had a bit of a breakdown.
Thankfully, I have been able to access a centre specialising in post traumatic stress and cognitive behaviour therapy, and I have slowly been putting back together again.
Don't get me wrong, I still have bikes, I still ride short trips here and there, but I'm no longer a 24/7 biker like I used to be.
Give it time OP, you might not feel like another bike yet, but you just never know.
Sorry to hear you're struggling but if you've lost countless friends then maybe they were doing something wrong. Over the years I've lost countless friends and acquaintances through bike accidents.
Each one, though tragic, wasn't really relevant to me as they were often "just one of those things" or "it's how he would have wanted to go."
Then, a few years ago, I lost three mates within the space of eight months and also was unfortunately at one of their deaths through my work.
Two out of three were caused by someone in a car turning across the bike's path, I don't know about the third.
At that stage I became an ex-motorcyclist.
Then, last summer, another mate (a committed biker, a bike instructor, someone I did my advanced course with, someone who had spent time trying to get me back onto a bike) was killed in an accident where, again, it appears to have been another road user's stupidity.
Coinciding with major stress at home, major stress at work and a lifestyle based on caffeine and alcohol, I had a bit of a breakdown.
Thankfully, I have been able to access a centre specialising in post traumatic stress and cognitive behaviour therapy, and I have slowly been putting back together again.
Don't get me wrong, I still have bikes, I still ride short trips here and there, but I'm no longer a 24/7 biker like I used to be.
Give it time OP, you might not feel like another bike yet, but you just never know.
In 35 years of Riding I have lost one friend and that's because he did something stupid.
I've had more near misses in cars than bikes and all but one of my bike accidents (touch wood - none for 15 years) were my lack of preparation and planning.
Nowadays I assume they haven't seen me and they may do anything as a consequence, so far it's worked.
LosingGrip said:
I've been riding for five years. I've had two bikes and around 30,000 miles in that time. I started with a Yamaha XJ6. It was boring but OK as a first bike. My second was a GSXR 600 K3. I loved this one, it was fun and scared me in a good way.
A couple of weeks ago I decided to sell it and see what else I could get. It wasn't practical to just have a bike, and it was the worst bike to have as the only form of transport! At 6ft 4 it was a bit too small as well. Deep down I didn't want to sell it, but knew in my head it was the right thing to do.
I stuck it on Gumtree/PH/eBay fairly high priced for what it was. It needed some work doing to it. I was hoping it wouldn't sell I guess. I decided that any offers over £1,500 I would be happy with.
I got the normal s
tty offers (900 cash today etc). I ignored these and got a offer of £1,600 on eBay. This was on Friday I think. I was a little sad when I accepted the offer.
Sunday and Monday was spent cleaning it. It's used daily and my girlfriend lives 40 miles away in the arse end of nowhere. It was filthy.
Tuesday I was planning to do a few little bits to it, the gear lever was broken after I fell off it last year and I hadn't got around to changing it. I was thinking of getting a car and then in a little while get another bike.
However, coming back from the barbers I end up getting t-boned in my mums car. I won't go into too much as its being investigated by the police (I'm not at fault though). I end up getting cut out and bleeding all over my new fleece and jeans...I've never seen so much blood, heads bleed a lot it seems. Annoying it wasn't worth getting my haircut :rollseyes:. Three stitches later, lots of bruising and a lot of pain from the sodding seat belt.
Phone my parents and girlfriend to let them know and pretty much decide there and then that I'm not getting another bike. I wouldn't be here now if I was on my bike. I always wear the right kit, I ride sensibly (and drive sensibly), but you can't take into account other idiots on the road.
I know some on here have been in much worse RTCs, but its not for me. I've loved the last five years, I had an amazing trip to North Wales by myself for a few days.
I've still got my headache, I ache like mad when I wake up and in the evening and bit of a limp from my ankle being a bit sore.
I know come the summer I'm going to be itching to get a bike and get out on it. I think my parents and girlfriend would kill me though!
I fully expect some of you to take the piss ha.
You have only posted this because you're hoping people here will rationalise your accident, issue sage advice and ultimately talk you out of it. Anyone really done with anything doesn't write 300 words on how done with it they are, at midnight. A couple of weeks ago I decided to sell it and see what else I could get. It wasn't practical to just have a bike, and it was the worst bike to have as the only form of transport! At 6ft 4 it was a bit too small as well. Deep down I didn't want to sell it, but knew in my head it was the right thing to do.
I stuck it on Gumtree/PH/eBay fairly high priced for what it was. It needed some work doing to it. I was hoping it wouldn't sell I guess. I decided that any offers over £1,500 I would be happy with.
I got the normal s
tty offers (900 cash today etc). I ignored these and got a offer of £1,600 on eBay. This was on Friday I think. I was a little sad when I accepted the offer. Sunday and Monday was spent cleaning it. It's used daily and my girlfriend lives 40 miles away in the arse end of nowhere. It was filthy.
Tuesday I was planning to do a few little bits to it, the gear lever was broken after I fell off it last year and I hadn't got around to changing it. I was thinking of getting a car and then in a little while get another bike.
However, coming back from the barbers I end up getting t-boned in my mums car. I won't go into too much as its being investigated by the police (I'm not at fault though). I end up getting cut out and bleeding all over my new fleece and jeans...I've never seen so much blood, heads bleed a lot it seems. Annoying it wasn't worth getting my haircut :rollseyes:. Three stitches later, lots of bruising and a lot of pain from the sodding seat belt.
Phone my parents and girlfriend to let them know and pretty much decide there and then that I'm not getting another bike. I wouldn't be here now if I was on my bike. I always wear the right kit, I ride sensibly (and drive sensibly), but you can't take into account other idiots on the road.
I know some on here have been in much worse RTCs, but its not for me. I've loved the last five years, I had an amazing trip to North Wales by myself for a few days.
I've still got my headache, I ache like mad when I wake up and in the evening and bit of a limp from my ankle being a bit sore.
I know come the summer I'm going to be itching to get a bike and get out on it. I think my parents and girlfriend would kill me though!
I fully expect some of you to take the piss ha.
Put it this way, had you walked you wouldn't not have been t-boned. But you'll buy another car, right?
If anything, the accident has probably given you a valuable lesson for next time you get on your bike. Like look both ways as you cross an intersection, even if you're on a green light, as some people run reds - or whatever.
Have a cup of concrete and harden up.
When I had a motorbike accident I decided there and then I would never ride again, that lasted about twenty minutes. Once you've got over the shock you'll probably feel like riding again.
I'd rather die on a bike than in a nursing home in a puddle of my own wee trying to remember who my children are...
I'd rather die on a bike than in a nursing home in a puddle of my own wee trying to remember who my children are...
I ride every workday through a city to work. The only accident I've had in the last 20 years was getting t-boned when I was in my car, FFS.
But I think if you are unsure about riding, that is the time to stop. I think there is something unsafe about riding if you are not 100% committed - maybe you start to ride too passively or something, I don't know.
Follow your gut instinct, even if that means stopping riding.
But I think if you are unsure about riding, that is the time to stop. I think there is something unsafe about riding if you are not 100% committed - maybe you start to ride too passively or something, I don't know.
Follow your gut instinct, even if that means stopping riding.
- I was a bit confused about the time-line of selling your bike, then cleaning your bike, then repairing your bike.
Rubin215 said:
Nah, I sort of get where the OP is coming from.
Over the years I've lost countless friends and acquaintances through bike accidents.
Each one, though tragic, wasn't really relevant to me as they were often "just one of those things" or "it's how he would have wanted to go."
Then, a few years ago, I lost three mates within the space of eight months and also was unfortunately at one of their deaths through my work.
Two out of three were caused by someone in a car turning across the bike's path, I don't know about the third.
At that stage I became an ex-motorcyclist.
Then, last summer, another mate (a committed biker, a bike instructor, someone I did my advanced course with, someone who had spent time trying to get me back onto a bike) was killed in an accident where, again, it appears to have been another road user's stupidity.
Coinciding with major stress at home, major stress at work and a lifestyle based on caffeine and alcohol, I had a bit of a breakdown.
Thankfully, I have been able to access a centre specialising in post traumatic stress and cognitive behaviour therapy, and I have slowly been putting back together again.
Don't get me wrong, I still have bikes, I still ride short trips here and there, but I'm no longer a 24/7 biker like I used to be.
Give it time OP, you might not feel like another bike yet, but you just never know.
Sorry to hear about this Rubin but pleased to hear you're getting the help that you needed.Over the years I've lost countless friends and acquaintances through bike accidents.
Each one, though tragic, wasn't really relevant to me as they were often "just one of those things" or "it's how he would have wanted to go."
Then, a few years ago, I lost three mates within the space of eight months and also was unfortunately at one of their deaths through my work.
Two out of three were caused by someone in a car turning across the bike's path, I don't know about the third.
At that stage I became an ex-motorcyclist.
Then, last summer, another mate (a committed biker, a bike instructor, someone I did my advanced course with, someone who had spent time trying to get me back onto a bike) was killed in an accident where, again, it appears to have been another road user's stupidity.
Coinciding with major stress at home, major stress at work and a lifestyle based on caffeine and alcohol, I had a bit of a breakdown.
Thankfully, I have been able to access a centre specialising in post traumatic stress and cognitive behaviour therapy, and I have slowly been putting back together again.
Don't get me wrong, I still have bikes, I still ride short trips here and there, but I'm no longer a 24/7 biker like I used to be.
Give it time OP, you might not feel like another bike yet, but you just never know.
I was wondering were that perverted sweaty firefighter was.
lindrup119 said:
Biker's Nemesis said:
I had my hair cut yesterday (true) for the first time in 5 months.
I feel cold and it's made my ears look even bigger.
You might be cold but at least you survived the journey home.I feel cold and it's made my ears look even bigger.
.#blessed
To be fair it sounds like you’d have better off on a bike.
You’d have been wearing a helmet so wouldn’t have cut your head. That’s a win right there for your new clothes that got ruined.
I don’t recall anyone getting stuck in a bike either so you wouldn’t have had to be cut out of it either. You’d definitely have got to hospital quicker as they could just scrape you off the road and put you in the ambulance.
Again, no seatbelts to get hurt on.
If you were on the bike the journey would have been quicker so you wouldn’t have been at the same place as the moron that hit you. That’s like cheating death on every journey.
That’s just 4 reasons you shouldn’t drive.
You’d have been wearing a helmet so wouldn’t have cut your head. That’s a win right there for your new clothes that got ruined.
I don’t recall anyone getting stuck in a bike either so you wouldn’t have had to be cut out of it either. You’d definitely have got to hospital quicker as they could just scrape you off the road and put you in the ambulance.
Again, no seatbelts to get hurt on.
If you were on the bike the journey would have been quicker so you wouldn’t have been at the same place as the moron that hit you. That’s like cheating death on every journey.
That’s just 4 reasons you shouldn’t drive.
. I had just done my CBT and thought I'd hire a 125cc for a couple of days before I take my MOD1.
About 25 mins after I picked it up I got knocked off by a guy looking left as he was turning right and I was waiting to turn right at a T-Junction. Still, I rode the next day and passed all my tests. If there was ever a case to give up it was then. Did it cross my mind? No. Is the driver get a new arse chewed? Yes.
About 25 mins after I picked it up I got knocked off by a guy looking left as he was turning right and I was waiting to turn right at a T-Junction. Still, I rode the next day and passed all my tests. If there was ever a case to give up it was then. Did it cross my mind? No. Is the driver get a new arse chewed? Yes.
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