Public Service Announcement

[NMCA_Ron]

Hey guys and gals, would you please take heed what happened to my buddy?

Sunday was a beautiful day around here and my buddy Scott decided to take his motorcycle out for a ride. As he was enjoying the bright, sunshine-filled day, a dog ran out in front of his motorcycle and he collided with it. The bike was sent into a nasty skid, appoximately 150 feet, with Scott being thrown from the bike. Scott took a nasty hit on the curb and is lumped up and scraped pretty badly. Sadly, the dog was killed on impact.

Stuff like this does not have to happen. Please keep your dogs under control, preferably on a leash. Scott and I would greatly appreciate it.


Thanks!


Ron

[RedFeather]

Same thing happened to a bicycle rider on the Yellow who was traveling through a residential neighborhood when a scrappy little mutt came yapping his way.  He tried to shove it off with his foot and somehow ended up flipping the bike, landing on his back.  The owner came out to see what was the matter, as well as neighbors.  No one asked if he were OK or anything.  Yet you do something wrong in their neighborhood and you'll never hear the end of it.

[TCups]

Can't argue with keeping dogs on a leash.  I would hope that if Scott did a 150-ft skid that he wasn't crusin' through a residential neighborhood, though.  God's speed for Scott's recovery.  No room for errors on a MC, though.  Let the rider beware.

[gene_sc]

Same thing happened to a bicycle rider on the Yellow who was traveling through a residential neighborhood when a scrappy little mutt came yapping his way.  He tried to shove it off with his foot and somehow ended up flipping the bike, landing on his back.  The owner came out to see what was the matter, as well as neighbors.  No one asked if he were OK or anything.  Yet you do something wrong in their neighborhood and you'll never hear the end of it.

Gee Red I hope the dog was ok... hehe  Did not mean any disrespect but could not pass this up.. Call me nuts...

[VINNY]

If it happened once, I would probably let it go. Things happen. If it happened twice the dog would end up missing....

[North Pack]

Sorry to hear that Ron, - lucky it was only the dog that got killed. Years ago, back in Maine, I knew a couple that had a deer run out in front of them while on a motorcycle , - nearly all died, one VERY close call.

[TCups]

Years ago, one fine fall Saturday morning, I just barely caught a glimpse of a deer bounding in front of my Honda ST 1100.  In a flash, there was just time to form the thought "don't lock up the breaks -- not going to hit it", this as the second deer bounded in front of the cycle.  I passed between the 2nd and 3rd deer at about 50 mph, close enough that I thought I felt something brush my right elbow.  When I stopped down the road a bit (still shaking and trying to gather my wits), the nice lady who riding on the back with me that morning seemed very excited to have seen some deer while on our ride.  It was, fortunately, the only time I have had that instantaneous "death terror" sensation -- that instant something in your subconscious knows you are about to die.  Thank you, God, for steering for me through it.  Never take anything for granted when you ride a motorcycle.  If you don't see enough dry, empty pavement in front of you to stop safely under any circumstances, then you are 1) going too fast, and 2) risking life and limb.  

Best wishes for a speedy recovery to Scott. Glad it wasn't worse.

[RedFeather]

Guy I used to work told a similar story.  He was living in Texas and working a late shift, riding his bike back and forth.  Coming home in the wee hours of the morning, he's driving down one of those long, lonely Texas roads and the jack rabbits are sitting at the blacktop's edge where it's nice and warm, when one jumps straight into his front wheel.  Wheel locks up and down he goes.  Picks himself up, dusts off but the bike won't start and his leg is aching like the devil.  Ends up pushing it to the next town, several miles down the road, where it's still buttoned up tight for the night.  Waits til morning for the gas station to open, then goes to the hospital where they tell him he has a broken leg.  I think he might have quit riding after that.  Was a colorful fellow.