but did you DIIIIIIIE!?

[Godsdarling]

I was 9 and living in a little copper town called kearny, AZ. There is a wash there that I rode my Honda 100, I had long legs but still didn't fit it good but it was mine :laughing I was riding the wash after the storm, Jumped off the ledge like I usually did. landed in some weird sinking sand. Gunned the bike and shoved it out, Couldn't pull my feet out. I was completely stuck. Waited for my back tire to stop spinning, Grabbed it and pulled myself out. lost my right shoe. Picked up the bike and rode the few miles back home without a shoe. I was shaking, it was scary! Mom was mad about the shoe but that is the first time that I realized that quick sand didn't just exist in the jungle. Freaked me out. I never jumped off that ledge into the wash again :laughing

 

[Akira-R]

When i was a kid, i used to ride on the back of our old Yanmar tractor which had a big roto attachement. I'd usually sit on roto attachemnt. It was a big box with the spikey stuff underneath. It was completely boxed in, so that part was safe.

Well one day i'm sitting on it as usual and for some reason my dad decided to lift the til higher off the ground. Well my legs were in between the tractor and the box. I notice that my legs are about to be crushed and jump out just in time. I got a nice scrape/cut along the length of my thigh as it barely squeaked out. 1 second later and my leg would have been crush to about 2 inches.

Probably would have bled out seeing as we were pretty far from any hospital.

 

[wannabe]

I was flying my 172 North through the San Jose localizer. (The area where planes line up to land at SJC. I was talking to the Monterrey Approach controllers at the time, and one of the controllers told me that there was a King Air in the area descending through my altitude. I told her that I was looking for it.

A few minutes later, she calls me again and asks if I see the King Air yet. I told her no, still looking. (They want you to confirm sighting because if you can see the other plane, they can assume that you're not going to hit it.)

Not long after that, the controller called me kinda frantic and told me to turn right "without delay." I did immediately and repeated the order over the radio. As I was half way to saying, "Turn right zero niner zero, without delay...." I looked to my left and see a twin engine plane descending through the exact spot where I would have been had I not turned right immediately.

That almost sucked.

 

[Climber]

Was riding back to a party my senior year on my 72 CB350 and was approaching a long sweeping turn at about 60mph and slowed to around 45mph, some dumb-ass decided to pass me in his souped up car leading up to the curve, came along side but couldn't hold the inside line and pushed me all the way out into the grass around the curve. There were 4 ft diameter oak trees all the way around the curve about 10 feet apart, it was touch and go with both tires drifting through the turn. It would have been lights out, into one of the oak trees if I hadn't kept the bike up on that turn.

When I got to the party, I was totally amped up, I found out who was driving and threw him off the balcony onto a large shrub, his arms had large bruises on them for a week from where I'd grabbed him.

 

[Entoptic]

I went to wuhan and licked six door knobs.

 

[Sharxfan]

Went to Hot August Nights with my future wife and a friend. On the way back got kinda sidetracekd and went the wrong way somewhere and wound up near Incline Village. Passed up some super slow asshole on the road totally legally. I assume at this point he got mad I passed him up and he took his big ass suburban and tried to pass me and in the middle of the pass thought it would be funny to run my Nissan 200sx off the road. Came to a stop finally and looked at the car and it was about 6inches from going off the edge of the road and down into a ravine.

Travelling to CA from LA in a Honda. Tried to do it non-stop I drove from my house to somewhere in west TX can't remember the place I switched with the other driver who had been asleep all night. We ate breakfast and then got back on the road. I went to sleep in the passenger seat and then woke up sometime later to the car going from the fast lane at 80MPH into the center median. In that part of TX it is a 6 in deep sand gravel mix. The cruise control was on and the car wasn't slowing down. I reached over to try and keep the steering well straight but the soft median grabbed the wheels and the car slewed sideways for a bit and then it started to roll. It went over a few times eyewitnesses say 3 I blacked out so don't know for sure. Came to rest right-side up. I was the most fucked up person in the car won't even list all the injuries I had at the time. Took the ambulance an hour to get there from Pecos and hour to get back and a helicopter ride to a trauma center in Midland/Odessa. Not fun at all whole trip with a dislocated shoulder and no drugs. The insurance adjuster was amazed that no one died when they looked at the car. Left trauma center in 1.5 days to get home to the family via airplane. fucking cab company would not stop for me to get prescribed drugs so I had to use Advil once hospital meds wore off. worst 4 days of my life.

 

[Biga]

tell a story where you did something really stupid and miraculously escaped injury.

I tried put on my underwear standing up today without falling.
Boy that was a close call... :rolleyes

 

[madsen203]

https://bayarearidersforum.com/forums/showthread.php?t=348492

I’ll leave this right here.

 

[Eldritch]

tell a story where you did something really stupid and miraculously escaped injury.

include pictures, if you want. Lies are acceptable as well

you are being judged, winners will receive motorcycle parts to bikes they don't own from my PERSONAL COLLECTION of parts to bikes I DON'T OWN

i'll start, can't find the pictures

I fell out of the raft while rafting on a really touristy, aka easy, half day white water trip. i fell into an eddy, where the photographers hang out so they can sell pictures to the idiots... well we bought them of course because you can only see my feet and my hands holding the paddle as i finish submerging into the abyss. it was scary as fuck

:laughing

Define, "escaped injury?"

 

[littlebeast]

was on a business trip in a somewhat remote (read: god forsaken end-of-the-earth) location - had a free day between meetings. a couple of colleagues and i decided to do a little sightseeing. i volunteered to set something up. so i go down to the hotel concierge and inquire on possible tours. what da ya know - there is a volcano a couple of hours away. very scenic. a guide can be arranged. we pay the fee and set off to what we expect will be an awesome adventure. we are excited. yay!

we arrive at the site and are deposited at the edge of a lake, where the driver tells us ‘i no go any more’. ??? there was no mention of this by the hotel dude, and we are confused. we muddle around for a bit evaluating our non-existent options, when a small gentleman wanders up and smiles toothlessly at us - points to the volcano (an island in the middle of the lake), and says ‘i take you’, and holds out his hand expectantly. we dig a few coins out of our pockets and hand them to him. satisfied, he leads us to a small boat - we climb in and are soon off. him rowing like crazy - us happy to be headed to the volcano.

it was during the crossing of the lake that i texted my SO to tell where i was and about this exciting adventure. a few minutes pass and he replies ‘YOU IDIOT! that fucking lake is sulfuric acid!!!! - and that volcano is ACTIVE!’

wait. what?

now i’m looking at the water and noticing for the first time the angry bubbles forming along edge of the boat on the waterline. and i swear to god it felt like we were getting lower in the water.

holy shit! where’s the shore - close. far. close. far. i swear my vision blurred at that point. i glance furtively at my colleagues. they are smiling and enjoying the ride - and i’m freaking the fuck out. do i tell them? it seemed like an eternity, but within moments the little dude hoisted us up on shore. relief.

until i saw the sign that greeted us... ‘you are entering an active danger zone’. WTF?!?! i most emphatically did not include ‘active danger zone’ in the list of criteria i provided to the concierge. :rolleyes

what followed was a strenuous hike up a path through orifices beltching toxic gases. a visit with a very large and fearless toad - and a heart attack inducing boat ride back across the acid lake while a plume of ash rose behind us as if to say...

you lived to tell the tale. try that again and you won’t be so lucky...

 

[295566]

that boat must have been made of plastic!

 

[Maddevill]

When I was a young tyke, we used to sit on our skateboards down a hill. Well, I guess I got into Ludicrous Speed because I was still going when I crossed a VERY busy street at the bottom of the hill, right between 2 cars.
( and I still haven't won the Lotto)

Mad

 

[Climber]

When I was a young tyke, we used to sit on our skateboards down a hill. Well, I guess I got into Ludicrous Speed because I was still going when I crossed a VERY busy street at the bottom of the hill, right between 2 cars.
( and I still haven't won the Lotto)

Mad

That 'you should buy a lotto ticket' has never made sense to me, it's kind of like saying 'Oh, you just got hit with huge hospital bills? I guess you're buying!'. When you get super lucky you've just used up all of your luck, you don't have any left to win the lotto.

Not aimed at you, just that whole backwards saying.

 

[berth]

Well over 125mph for at least five minutes just enthralled by the stupendous level of fear and excitement.

"Faster, faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death" -- HST

 

[mean dad]

Sausage monsters unite!

 

[Butch]

This is good party game I have done a couple times.
"What is the stupidest thing you have done where you could have died but you didn't?"

 

[norcalAF]

I was backpacking through a slot canyon in Arizona (east Clear Creek). It was 26 miles of hell. We had to strap innertubes to our packs and swim a fair chunk of it. We were in college so completely unprepared. We had heard it was a fisherman's paradise so didn't bring much food. We thought "It's Arizona. It's hot" so didn't pack wetsuits or warm gear. We didn't account for the thousand-foot cliffs and complete lack of sun (the water was like 45-50 degrees).

This was about two weeks after I broke my back in a mtn bike crash too. So we were climbing this cliff about halfway through, trying to get to a cave. My buddy was above me and just as I lunged ot the left to grab a handhold, he knocked a boulder loose. It rolled right where my head had been a half second earlier. Had I not moved exactly when I did, I would be dead. No doubt in my mind. There was no way out. Period.

In fact, the only people we saw during our 26 mile adventure was a group of boyscouts being helivacked out. They started at the halfway point and did the lower half (or half of it anyways). They were absolutely amazed at where we came in and how far we went. Best and worst trip of my life.

I was backpacking through a slot canyon in Arizona (east Clear Creek). It was 26 miles of hell. We had to strap innertubes to our packs and swim a fair chunk of it. We were in college so completely unprepared. We had heard it was a fisherman's paradise so didn't bring much food. We thought "It's Arizona. It's hot" so didn't pack wetsuits or warm gear. We didn't account for the thousand-foot cliffs and complete lack of sun (the water was like 45-50 degrees).

This was about two weeks after I broke my back in a mtn bike crash too. So we were climbing this cliff about halfway through, trying to get to a cave. My buddy was above me and just as I lunged ot the left to grab a handhold, he knocked a boulder loose. It rolled right where my head had been a half second earlier. Had I not moved exactly when I did, I would be dead. No doubt in my mind. There was no way out. Period.

In fact, the only people we saw during our 26 mile adventure was a group of boyscouts being helivacked out. They started at the halfway point and did the lower half (or half of it anyways). They were absolutely amazed at where we came in and how far we went. Best and worst trip of my life.

Holy crap, you did the same dangerous hike twice?

 

[norcalAF]

I fell through some ice into a creek one time in the middle of winter when I was about 10. My friend and I were a couple miles from the house, thank goodness the creek was low then, but being soaking wet up to my chest in 20 degree weather was not pleasant walkinh all the way back. Had the water been deeper or my friend not able to pull me out, who knows what could have happened.

 

[Bowling4Bikes]

don't know if this fits with the theme, but...

went to Maui with the fam. Drove the road to Hana. stopped at some amazing 3 waterfalls thing (forgot the name). To get there, you have to climb down off the road and onto a muddy trail about 8 feet down. It looked totally sketchy, and I told my wife that, but she wasn't about to turn around.

So I went first. The climb down was wet and not a lot of room for mistake. there was a large drop (100feet? 200? not sure) on the other side of the dirt/mud trail after you get down, and the landing wasn't very wide. I told my wife it's really, really sketchy but she insisted we continue.

Next we sent our 10 y/o daughter down. she was doing ok, up until the last ~3 feet. her foot slipped and she came down the last bit pretty fast. I was ready to grab her, but as she hit my body I felt both of us rocking backwards towards the cliff. Instincts took over and I kicked my feet out to land on my knees, and linebacker-tackled her into the side of the hill. My daughter was very upset with me, saying "you hurt me!" I didn't want to tell her that both of us almost died right there!

I got my son and wife down, and basically bottled up all that fear and anger I had so I didn't completely lose it on her near the kids. We talked about it calmly shortly after, but I haven't quite got that feeling of leaning backwards towards impending death out of my head since then. :shiver

the waterfalls were amazing, btw

 

[Archimedes]

I spaced out riding on Skyline from 9 to Alice's one beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon and rode right off the road at 60mph. There I was riding a 600RR at 60mph in the grass, 6" below the road trying to slow the bike without losing the front when up in front of me approaching rapidly was a big drainage pipe crossing my path. No choice but to steer right up at the edge of the road and see what happens. I have no idea how, but the bike leapt up the little side hill and I flew back up onto the road. Didn't shit my pants but certainly took some life out of my heart that day. I have no idea how I didn't crash, but I have never, ever fucking spaced out on a motorcycle since.