The title sums it up. I never would have dreamed in a million years that it could happen like it did. I was riding with a new aquaintance today. We had met, and talked, and rode on together after taking a break at a common resting place, the tunnel on the Silver Comet. We were cruising along, about 18 or 20 mph, when for some reason, my front wheel went off the concrete path. I was on the left side, I immediately came back up on the path, and veered right in front of my friend, Buster, and he t-boned me so fast that I could not blink. It was surreal, we went down, and rolled a couple of times, and came to rest. I was laying on his side of the path, looking up at the sky, and he was laying face down, on the left side of the path. Our bikes were both about six feet behind us. One of my shoes came off.
After a few minutes, he said are you allright? Yeah, I'm alive, you? Thank the Lord we had no broken bones, though I am still not sure about my left ribs. I landed on them when he hit me. I took some meat off my elbow, and my left calf has some road rash. He didn't really have any scratches, he more or less hit, landed on, and rolled over me. I don't know why, but I bust out laughing when I think about it. I am 40, and he is 42. I know we will both be very sore tomorrow.
His seat was destroyed, my wheels were both taco'd, but not too bad to ride. We were about a mile from his home, which is located along the path. He insisted on taking me to his garage, where he had an amazing mini-bike shop set up. Truing stand, bike rack, a complete set of Park tools, the works. He trued my wheels, and refused to let me buy him a new seat. My new friends name is Buster, and here is a link to his web site, http://www.trailexpress.com/sct_maniac_forum.shtml He and his very lovely wife own the site now. What a way to meet such a nice guy. Oh, yeah, we both had on helmets, and thankfully so. It was his first crash, and mine also. His wife has had a crash also.
I am amazed, you just never know what a day will bring. I was worried about the weather when I left, I had a very nice, slow sprinkle the whole time. I was bothered because I have not been able to ride in 4 days, this being the 4th day, due to the rain. I am not glad I crashed, but I am glad that I met a nice guy, and his nice wife. Sometimes a good thing comes out of a bad mishap. Best -