Ever Dreamed Of Crashing?
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SVsick50
Well-known member
BARF has been/is very crash’centric. If it isn’t about a rider crashing, there’s videos of crashes, threads about gear then evolves into a thread about crashing, COVID19 threads that relates to crashing, riders dying, crash analysis, crashing, crashing and more crashing.
The less I’m on BARF or the less I read about crashing, I don’t crash. I haven’t crashed in many, many, many years on the street - maybe like 15 years. In dirt, it’s been a decade. I also don’t get caught up in talk about crashing.
I believe all this talk about crashing makes riders less confident and puts them into white knuckle mode all the time. Potential to crashing is there, but equally, the potential to ride and not crash is there too. I used to ride prepared for the crash - and I wasn’t confident. I don’t think like that anymore. I don’t ride YOLO, but there is a threshold when safety dilutes confidence and can actually make a rider more dangerous to themselves.
The less I’m on BARF or the less I read about crashing, I don’t crash. I haven’t crashed in many, many, many years on the street - maybe like 15 years. In dirt, it’s been a decade. I also don’t get caught up in talk about crashing.
I believe all this talk about crashing makes riders less confident and puts them into white knuckle mode all the time. Potential to crashing is there, but equally, the potential to ride and not crash is there too. I used to ride prepared for the crash - and I wasn’t confident. I don’t think like that anymore. I don’t ride YOLO, but there is a threshold when safety dilutes confidence and can actually make a rider more dangerous to themselves.
Marcoose
50-50
And 9 out of 10 crashes and fatalities is always a new thread by the same guy. It’s bloody morbid.
m0t0_ryder
RYD!
From HERE...
I posted this on Dec 19'th 2005...
I was riding my Vstrom 1000, commuting into work this morning.
I was on a 4 lane divided highway, 2 lanes each way.
I was in the #1 (left) lane.
I was approaching 2 other motorcycles who were riding close in a staggered formation in the #2 (right) lane.
I recognized one of the riders from my frequent commute. I see him rather regularly on the way into work.
Being kind of early in the morning yet still light out there were no cars around us at the time.
As I was going about 60-65 and they were doing about 55 I went ahead and made my pass in the # 1 (left) lane and we gave each other the low howdy wave.
This was just as we were going into a fairly tight left hand sweeper of a corner of the highway.
I was leaning pretty good on the dry pavement to make the left hand sweeper when, just after passing the other riders, I hit a standing puddle and my front end went away and I went down.
I separated from the bike and started sliding.
As I was sliding down the road I watched in fascination and what seemed like slow motion as the other two riders rode into the dirt on the right side to avoid my sliding bike.
The two other riders somehow avoided my sliding bike and each other, although they were very close to each other as they tried braking to a stop. It almost looked like they were bumping shoulders.
There was about a 4 foot high embankment after the 4 to 5 foot of dirt shoulder.
One of the riders went up the embankment, rode it for a short period, and then laid it down.
The other rider soon thereafter also laid it down in the dirt of the shoulder.
When I came to a stop I jumped up and ran to the biker who was down in the dirt of the shoulder.
He was just getting up.
We both walked/ran back to the other biker who was just getting up in the dirt on top of the embankment.
As we were going back to the other rider I asked the first rider (shoulder drop) if he was OK.
He said yeah and was asking “where’s my glasses”.
Then the other rider, who was getting up and brushing the dirt off of himself, also asked where his glasses were.
As we walked back towards the one riders bike that was laying in the dirt on the shoulder we found both of the riders glasses.
The bike that went up the embankment had somehow slid under a chain link fence. The rider didn’t.
I helped the rider whose bike had gone down on the shoulder pick his bike up.
He helped me pick my bike up.
Then we both helped the third rider get his bike back under the chain link fence and down the embankment to the road.
We were just starting to evaluate the damage to the bikes, which surprisingly appeared to be kind of minor, when it happened.
My dog (Cooper) jumped up on the bed and woke me up.
IT WAS A DREAM!
OMG, why didn’t I realize that because I was riding my Vstrom which doesn’t yet have the replacement forks on it.
Or, why didn’t I realize that I don’t currently have a job to be commuting to?
I guess such is the nature of dreams. Anything being possible.
As I sat grinning to myself in bed and trying NOT to wake up the wife and tell her what just happened I petted Cooper and quietly thanked him for saving me.
Then I went immediately to the computer to save this very clear dream memory.
WHEW!
Gotta love it when a crash turns out not to be a crash after all!
I’m also glad the dream ended at 6am instead of 2am cause I could not get back to sleep.
Ride safe out there!
Sweet dreams.
I posted this on Dec 19'th 2005...
I was riding my Vstrom 1000, commuting into work this morning.
I was on a 4 lane divided highway, 2 lanes each way.
I was in the #1 (left) lane.
I was approaching 2 other motorcycles who were riding close in a staggered formation in the #2 (right) lane.
I recognized one of the riders from my frequent commute. I see him rather regularly on the way into work.
Being kind of early in the morning yet still light out there were no cars around us at the time.
As I was going about 60-65 and they were doing about 55 I went ahead and made my pass in the # 1 (left) lane and we gave each other the low howdy wave.
This was just as we were going into a fairly tight left hand sweeper of a corner of the highway.
I was leaning pretty good on the dry pavement to make the left hand sweeper when, just after passing the other riders, I hit a standing puddle and my front end went away and I went down.
I separated from the bike and started sliding.
As I was sliding down the road I watched in fascination and what seemed like slow motion as the other two riders rode into the dirt on the right side to avoid my sliding bike.
The two other riders somehow avoided my sliding bike and each other, although they were very close to each other as they tried braking to a stop. It almost looked like they were bumping shoulders.
There was about a 4 foot high embankment after the 4 to 5 foot of dirt shoulder.
One of the riders went up the embankment, rode it for a short period, and then laid it down.
The other rider soon thereafter also laid it down in the dirt of the shoulder.
When I came to a stop I jumped up and ran to the biker who was down in the dirt of the shoulder.
He was just getting up.
We both walked/ran back to the other biker who was just getting up in the dirt on top of the embankment.
As we were going back to the other rider I asked the first rider (shoulder drop) if he was OK.
He said yeah and was asking “where’s my glasses”.
Then the other rider, who was getting up and brushing the dirt off of himself, also asked where his glasses were.
As we walked back towards the one riders bike that was laying in the dirt on the shoulder we found both of the riders glasses.
The bike that went up the embankment had somehow slid under a chain link fence. The rider didn’t.
I helped the rider whose bike had gone down on the shoulder pick his bike up.
He helped me pick my bike up.
Then we both helped the third rider get his bike back under the chain link fence and down the embankment to the road.
We were just starting to evaluate the damage to the bikes, which surprisingly appeared to be kind of minor, when it happened.
My dog (Cooper) jumped up on the bed and woke me up.
IT WAS A DREAM!
OMG, why didn’t I realize that because I was riding my Vstrom which doesn’t yet have the replacement forks on it.
Or, why didn’t I realize that I don’t currently have a job to be commuting to?
I guess such is the nature of dreams. Anything being possible.
As I sat grinning to myself in bed and trying NOT to wake up the wife and tell her what just happened I petted Cooper and quietly thanked him for saving me.
Then I went immediately to the computer to save this very clear dream memory.
WHEW!
Gotta love it when a crash turns out not to be a crash after all!
I’m also glad the dream ended at 6am instead of 2am cause I could not get back to sleep.
Ride safe out there!
Sweet dreams.
SFMCjohn
13
still throw it down the road irl all the time, myself ... :laughing:facepalm
dreamed last night I was bombing down a dirt road when a left-hander caught me out and I careened through a rusty barbed wire fence.
in the logic-of-dreams, I jumped up and pushed the KLR back down through the fence without looking first, and of course the road was was gone, replaced by a huge kamikaze hill-climb descent ... woke myself up thinking, oh sh#t, what ami gonna do now ...? :toothless
when I used to clubrace, would dream of losing the front end ... always woke up with a start just before the low-side ... have not had that dream in years. :angel
dreamed last night I was bombing down a dirt road when a left-hander caught me out and I careened through a rusty barbed wire fence.
in the logic-of-dreams, I jumped up and pushed the KLR back down through the fence without looking first, and of course the road was was gone, replaced by a huge kamikaze hill-climb descent ... woke myself up thinking, oh sh#t, what ami gonna do now ...? :toothless
when I used to clubrace, would dream of losing the front end ... always woke up with a start just before the low-side ... have not had that dream in years. :angel
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SFMCjohn
13
:laughing:thumbup
Dream Logic, forever, ftw! :teeth
be interesting when I start dreaming about our little ol’ pup-dog ...
stangmx13
not Stan
I probably jerk wake myself awake from a crash dream once every race weekend. they are probably most common Sunday night. if its a low-side dream, I wake up when I smack the ground. if its a high-side dream, I wake up when tossed from the bike before hitting the ground.
I forget about the dreams once my helmet goes on IRL.
I forget about the dreams once my helmet goes on IRL.
East Bay Mike
Well-known member
A couple years ago I had a dream I rolled over in my SUV and after the crash from the 3rd person I could see my body all mangled up hanging from a tree, dead. I think some limbs were chopped off.
That dream disturbed me for months, the only death dream I can ever remember.
That dream disturbed me for months, the only death dream I can ever remember.
Kurosaki
Akai Suisei - 赤い彗星
I've only had crashing dreams about crashes that have happened in the past.:laughing
I'm curious to hear about your life experiences that led you to believe this.
That's not some weird passive aggressive slight. Genuine interest.
I'm curious to hear about your life experiences that led you to believe this.
That's not some weird passive aggressive slight. Genuine interest.
VicTim
VMCSF
I'm just having fun. No harm intended.
Kurosaki
Akai Suisei - 赤い彗星
Oh. Dang. :laughing
I was preparing myself to jump down a rabbit hole!
Don't tease me, man!