Mike Noface
Active member
Well...I've heard that every rider goes down eventually. I guess it was my turn. So many strange events that led up to it. Full moon..etc. My baby mama sent me a text earlier in the day "motorcycle down on the altamont, looks like he's ok". My response was "Well it wasn't me...but I hope the rider is ok". (heal up other rider!).
I went to the chiropractor to get an adjustment. Off my normal commute route home. Adjustment was great. I felt great. I waited a few minutes before getting back on the bike. I pulled over a second time to adjust something in my jacket and went on my way.
I was driving 75-ish most of the way. Traffic on 680 and then 580 was moving well and I was in no rush. Many other bikes passed me and I waved. I was just feeling happy and taking my time. As I got to the Altamont traffic was moving slow so I stayed in the #1 and #2 lane making forward progress going no more than 30-35 (keeping my delta within 5mph of traffic). I kept thinking about that text from earlier in the day and thinking "It's not my day to go down..."
As I came down the other side of the Altamont, I didn't see a stalled vehicle in the #1 lane (just before that weird overpass/bridge thing where it's always a little wet on the ground?). I glanced over my left shoulder to merge back into #1 and when I looked back up the vehicle in front of me (white PT cruiser) moved right towards #2 (but didn't cross the dots) and slammed on their brakes. I grabbed front brake and applied rear brake, went into a slide, and probably target fixated on the rear end of the PT. Like "Oh shit I'm gonna hit this car!". I rear ended the PT and flipped over my bars. Landed on my left shoulder and left knee pretty hard. Gear did its job. Bike did a pirouette and took a beating. Probably totaled. The car I hit did not stop. This all happened in like 5 seconds.
This is where I get into the "what ifs". What if I had just moved back into #2 lane? I didn't really know what was next to me at that moment. I felt like an idiot. I felt bad for slowing down everyone else's commute. I felt bad for having a bunch of firefighters show up ... just felt like a jackass.
The good news is no broken bones or anything. I was feeling pretty terrible last night but already have some movement back in my shoulder. Ice and rest. As many ER workers and the EMS workers said to me last night... It could have been worse.
And now begins the soul searching about getting back out there etc...
Ride safe all.
I went to the chiropractor to get an adjustment. Off my normal commute route home. Adjustment was great. I felt great. I waited a few minutes before getting back on the bike. I pulled over a second time to adjust something in my jacket and went on my way.
I was driving 75-ish most of the way. Traffic on 680 and then 580 was moving well and I was in no rush. Many other bikes passed me and I waved. I was just feeling happy and taking my time. As I got to the Altamont traffic was moving slow so I stayed in the #1 and #2 lane making forward progress going no more than 30-35 (keeping my delta within 5mph of traffic). I kept thinking about that text from earlier in the day and thinking "It's not my day to go down..."
As I came down the other side of the Altamont, I didn't see a stalled vehicle in the #1 lane (just before that weird overpass/bridge thing where it's always a little wet on the ground?). I glanced over my left shoulder to merge back into #1 and when I looked back up the vehicle in front of me (white PT cruiser) moved right towards #2 (but didn't cross the dots) and slammed on their brakes. I grabbed front brake and applied rear brake, went into a slide, and probably target fixated on the rear end of the PT. Like "Oh shit I'm gonna hit this car!". I rear ended the PT and flipped over my bars. Landed on my left shoulder and left knee pretty hard. Gear did its job. Bike did a pirouette and took a beating. Probably totaled. The car I hit did not stop. This all happened in like 5 seconds.
This is where I get into the "what ifs". What if I had just moved back into #2 lane? I didn't really know what was next to me at that moment. I felt like an idiot. I felt bad for slowing down everyone else's commute. I felt bad for having a bunch of firefighters show up ... just felt like a jackass.
The good news is no broken bones or anything. I was feeling pretty terrible last night but already have some movement back in my shoulder. Ice and rest. As many ER workers and the EMS workers said to me last night... It could have been worse.
And now begins the soul searching about getting back out there etc...
Ride safe all.