GoStupid things to make you look silly....Own up time!
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Ok, apart from the usual falling off/abandon bike moments.
In my early days, I was riding to Mersea (Essex camp site) to meet up with a few bods. Going a long behind a horse box (I think) waiting to fly past...The moment came and I was in 2nd, doing about 30....the moment came and I nailed it..lovely bit of straight road...Got up to about 12ish revs (R6) and went to change gear.......but actually changed DOWN! Feck me did it make a noise. The rear was all over the place and keeping the thing in a straight lie was an issue. Pull in clutch and coast for a bit whilst trying to work out which way the gears wet!
On the track...My mate (KIWI_UK) was teaching me how to get more speed through the corners by "hanging off" the bike. Looks simple enough...so I try it and it's ok...gingerly at first, but after a lap of two I'm ready for Motogp... Until I come up to the end of the straight (Snetts I think)a big group...must be 10 riders all around...a few in front a few behind. No worries, I'll just brake a fraction later, hang off and over I go.....However, I moved the wrong way and "hung off" the wrong side of the bike! How much of an idiot I must have looked....went round at about 8mph!
Come on, admit it...we've all done it......haven't we?!
In my early days, I was riding to Mersea (Essex camp site) to meet up with a few bods. Going a long behind a horse box (I think) waiting to fly past...The moment came and I was in 2nd, doing about 30....the moment came and I nailed it..lovely bit of straight road...Got up to about 12ish revs (R6) and went to change gear.......but actually changed DOWN! Feck me did it make a noise. The rear was all over the place and keeping the thing in a straight lie was an issue. Pull in clutch and coast for a bit whilst trying to work out which way the gears wet!
On the track...My mate (KIWI_UK) was teaching me how to get more speed through the corners by "hanging off" the bike. Looks simple enough...so I try it and it's ok...gingerly at first, but after a lap of two I'm ready for Motogp... Until I come up to the end of the straight (Snetts I think)a big group...must be 10 riders all around...a few in front a few behind. No worries, I'll just brake a fraction later, hang off and over I go.....However, I moved the wrong way and "hung off" the wrong side of the bike! How much of an idiot I must have looked....went round at about 8mph!
Come on, admit it...we've all done it......haven't we?!
Haha Chili you make me s***...
Iv done silly things, like going into a chicane in the road through the first corner too quick and not being able to make the second corner, absoloutly poo myself sit it up while stareing at the curb, when i probebly could of made it, but my brain went into panic, kept on the front brake and somehow just made it literally rubbing the kurb, not fun.
Over confidence for the loss
Iv done silly things, like going into a chicane in the road through the first corner too quick and not being able to make the second corner, absoloutly poo myself sit it up while stareing at the curb, when i probebly could of made it, but my brain went into panic, kept on the front brake and somehow just made it literally rubbing the kurb, not fun.
Over confidence for the loss
Chilli said:
Ok, apart from the usual falling off/abandon bike moments.
In my early days, I was riding to Mersea (Essex camp site) to meet up with a few bods. Going a long behind a horse box (I think) waiting to fly past...The moment came and I was in 2nd, doing about 30....the moment came and I nailed it..lovely bit of straight road...Got up to about 12ish revs (R6) and went to change gear.......but actually changed DOWN! Feck me did it make a noise. The rear was all over the place and keeping the thing in a straight lie was an issue. Pull in clutch and coast for a bit whilst trying to work out which way the gears wet!
On the track...My mate (KIWI_UK) was teaching me how to get more speed through the corners by "hanging off" the bike. Looks simple enough...so I try it and it's ok...gingerly at first, but after a lap of two I'm ready for Motogp... Until I come up to the end of the straight (Snetts I think)a big group...must be 10 riders all around...a few in front a few behind. No worries, I'll just brake a fraction later, hang off and over I go.....However, I moved the wrong way and "hung off" the wrong side of the bike! How much of an idiot I must have looked....went round at about 8mph!
Come on, admit it...we've all done it......haven't we?!
Haha Nick - I think on occasion my mind's gone blank and I've gone the wrong way on the box, but not the hanging off - did you think you were doing a u-turn or something, so trying to balance the bike?!In my early days, I was riding to Mersea (Essex camp site) to meet up with a few bods. Going a long behind a horse box (I think) waiting to fly past...The moment came and I was in 2nd, doing about 30....the moment came and I nailed it..lovely bit of straight road...Got up to about 12ish revs (R6) and went to change gear.......but actually changed DOWN! Feck me did it make a noise. The rear was all over the place and keeping the thing in a straight lie was an issue. Pull in clutch and coast for a bit whilst trying to work out which way the gears wet!
On the track...My mate (KIWI_UK) was teaching me how to get more speed through the corners by "hanging off" the bike. Looks simple enough...so I try it and it's ok...gingerly at first, but after a lap of two I'm ready for Motogp... Until I come up to the end of the straight (Snetts I think)a big group...must be 10 riders all around...a few in front a few behind. No worries, I'll just brake a fraction later, hang off and over I go.....However, I moved the wrong way and "hung off" the wrong side of the bike! How much of an idiot I must have looked....went round at about 8mph!
Come on, admit it...we've all done it......haven't we?!
My most embarrassing moment is sitting at lights next to another bike, lights go green, we both go for it, but in all the excitement i forgot to put it in first. Pulled away veeeeery slowly in 2nd as the other bloke disappears feeling like a hero.
Dam that chav on his 50cc moped... humiliating me.
Dam that chav on his 50cc moped... humiliating me.
I was 'following' at a speed I can't quite recall (officer) an F40 up the A1 from Huntingdon to Peterborough, sitting behind it and listening to the lovely sound of it but then noticing I was getting covered in a fine mist with a distinctive smell. I mean, I'd heard that F40s tend to run a bit rich when they're being hoofed but this was silly and after a few second of being covered in unburnt fuel I decided it'd be safer to ride alongside it than behind it.
So I get to Peterborough and need a nice relaxing break to come down from the fun of playing around with the world's greatest supercar. There's no better way to relax than to enjoy the smooth, smooth taste of a Marlboro Light. I actually had the cigarette in my mouth and lighter in hand before I thought about what I was about to do.
So I get to Peterborough and need a nice relaxing break to come down from the fun of playing around with the world's greatest supercar. There's no better way to relax than to enjoy the smooth, smooth taste of a Marlboro Light. I actually had the cigarette in my mouth and lighter in hand before I thought about what I was about to do.
My stupidest moment was, (living in Italy) after school many of us students used to go to a local bar to hang out and in nice weather many would sit outside, this bar was on a large busy roundabout/city gate.
I, in my adolescent, testosterone-fuelled wisdom, decided that upon my arrival a big wheelie in front of the bar would impress all the girls and that this would make them think I was some sort of sex God and that they would want to sleep with me.
So I pull said wheelie, only it goes a 'bit wrong' and I go way past the balance point and in what seemed like slow-motion I fall off the back of the bike but still holding on to the handle bars I try to run behind it, holding it up in the hope that I might somehow save it, inevitably it ends up with me and the bike crashing to the floor amidst quite heavy traffic, fortunately no serious injury or damage to the bike but hardly the desired outcome with all the girls laughing at me, and although some showed some initial concern over my well being the 'stunt' didn't quite have them throwing their knickers at me.
I, in my adolescent, testosterone-fuelled wisdom, decided that upon my arrival a big wheelie in front of the bar would impress all the girls and that this would make them think I was some sort of sex God and that they would want to sleep with me.
So I pull said wheelie, only it goes a 'bit wrong' and I go way past the balance point and in what seemed like slow-motion I fall off the back of the bike but still holding on to the handle bars I try to run behind it, holding it up in the hope that I might somehow save it, inevitably it ends up with me and the bike crashing to the floor amidst quite heavy traffic, fortunately no serious injury or damage to the bike but hardly the desired outcome with all the girls laughing at me, and although some showed some initial concern over my well being the 'stunt' didn't quite have them throwing their knickers at me.
hmmm well, I've only been at it for a few weeks but here goes:
- coming to a halt at my house and chatting to my neighbour (who is thinking of buying a bike) engine is still running and I'm still in first. Let go of the clutch and leap forward about a foot. (didn't drop it though)
- trying to start the bike in first with the clutch in and the footrest down
- trying to start the bike whilst the immobiliser was active
- trying to swing my leg over with the top box on. kicked the box and nearly fell on my arse.
and many more to come
- coming to a halt at my house and chatting to my neighbour (who is thinking of buying a bike) engine is still running and I'm still in first. Let go of the clutch and leap forward about a foot. (didn't drop it though)
- trying to start the bike in first with the clutch in and the footrest down
- trying to start the bike whilst the immobiliser was active
- trying to swing my leg over with the top box on. kicked the box and nearly fell on my arse.
and many more to come
Edited by Ruttager on Sunday 6th July 21:27
Many years back, giving a mate a lift on my DT125R, pulled out of the pub carpark, saw some nice lasses watching, gave it a fistful to show off (more than it usually requires to get a derestricted 125 off the line anyway..) just as the back wheel catches some gravel.
Now, visualise the usual accident situation, everythings in slow motion...
We get a second or so of minor wheel spin before the knobbly rear tyre finds contact with tarmac, then what felt like a year as the front wheel lifts skyward.. I dip the clutch but can't find my rear brake (the angle of the bike was so acute now that the brake lever was waaay above my toe )... the next thing I notice is this wierd sensation in my armpits as my mate has rolled backwards, legs flying vertically upwards to counterbalance himself... and catching me right in the pits! Somehow, adrenaline I guess, I keep hold of it all and the bike crashes down onto the front wheel and we wobble off at 4mph to a list of expletives from said passenger. Not my finest hour shall we say. The amusing thing at the time was, he always thought I was the sensible one out of our group....
Now, visualise the usual accident situation, everythings in slow motion...
We get a second or so of minor wheel spin before the knobbly rear tyre finds contact with tarmac, then what felt like a year as the front wheel lifts skyward.. I dip the clutch but can't find my rear brake (the angle of the bike was so acute now that the brake lever was waaay above my toe )... the next thing I notice is this wierd sensation in my armpits as my mate has rolled backwards, legs flying vertically upwards to counterbalance himself... and catching me right in the pits! Somehow, adrenaline I guess, I keep hold of it all and the bike crashes down onto the front wheel and we wobble off at 4mph to a list of expletives from said passenger. Not my finest hour shall we say. The amusing thing at the time was, he always thought I was the sensible one out of our group....
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