willc - 02 April 2009 12:07 AM
Ever since my best friend from childhood died from being thrown off his bike when the chain came off as he rounded a curve and was slammed into a guardrail, I swore off motorcycles.
I could see how that could put you off, will. I’m sure that left quite an impression and i sure am sorry to hear about it. A couple of things, though….
The chain coming off is a maintenance error. Chain tension and lubrication should be checked fairly frequently (if you have a chain….some bikes use a belt or shaft drive), as should a long list of things. Taking care of the bike is a major responsibility that quite a few people shirk. People are just as negligent with cars, but there’s a lot more room for error.
If you ride a motorcycle for any length of time, you WILL put it down. Don’t care who you are or what you ride. That’s a piece of info that you have to accept when you ride. I, personally, have never broken any bones. I always wear long, durable pants, boots, an armored jacket, gloves, and a helmet. Even if i don’t have to. I’ve cracked two helmets and gotten some road rash, but that’s it. it makes me cringe to see some 20 year old kid on a suped up Hayabusa wearing shorts, flip-flops, and no shirt…
But i honestly feel safer on a bike. I know, sounds crazy. But the fact is i, and others, have a tendency to zone out in a car. We can literally do it in our sleep. On a bike i am constantly checking the status, and possible future status, of EVERYTHING around me….other vehicles, animals, trees, the hot girl on the corner….i don’t have the protection of metal all around me, but at least i’m actually AWARE on a bike.
Won’t ever let my kids ride one either.
It might be worth revisiting my original post…. Sometimes flat-out denying your kids something is a surefire way to make sure they do it when they’re older….
My mom never let me have one growing up, so one of the first things I did when I got outta the house was buy one. A Honda Nighthawk 250. It was black and beautiful and all mine. But I didn’t know how to ride it. A buddy of mine rode it home for me and I proceeded to crash it all over the neighborhood teaching myself how to use the clutch, shifter, and brakes. It didn’t take long for me to out grow it….
Wouldn’t ever tell you how to raise your kids, but i sure am jealous of Bobaloo for getting to ride when he was a kid….