Vooommmm Skid Ouch was the Order of the day.
Hi All,
After I left Rayong with my new Visa and Bike entry papers, I did about 60k and then it started to get wet, so I pulled over and donned my rain kit.
The winds picking up so I think right at the next bus shelt thing I'm pulling in for a brew, so off I go. It's raining it's windy and I'm still new to the whole riding thing so I'm taking it nice and slow about 50k. Bikes got great tyres on so grips good, kits balanced well on the back, I'm not tired hungry or wet and as it's only been 60k or so I'm wide awake.
There's a blind right hand corner approaching so I let out a handful of gas even the bikes weight up on the entry to the corner and I'm well LEFT.
So..........
I start to take the corner leaning a little over when along comes this filthy huge freaking truck on my side of the road, hey no problems I'm well left going slow lights on, so I lean a little more over and I know I'm going to make it with about a meter to spare.
When fate points it's boney finger at me and says it's your turn monkey boy. The shitty old flithy smelly trucks got a flappy rear tarp just as I'm about to go by, it comes away and about 4 feet of it goes right under my bike.
I don't have time to do anything the tarp finds my chain and my rear sprocket thingy, and decides it wants to cling to my ride. The next thing I knew I was pulled abruptly to the right thw weight of my bike me and my kit rips the tarp, I'm now on my right side doing a wet road slide for the next 25 meters.
My leg is pinned and I feel it POP, opps. The bike comes to rest and my first thought is what was behind so I kick out at the bike to free my pinned leg, it hurts but the bike comes away, I roll military style and roll and roll. I feel something floppy but dont care to look, I manage to find safe ground at the roadside. So I take a second to look down, my leg pointing in a strangly wrong direction hmmm that's not good.
SO I try to make it straigh and almost shit my pants, then I know I'm screwed, so I manage to stand to wave at the passing traffic. 1 car 2 cars 3 cars 4 cars all go by and so does 4 minutes before a Great Thai man stops for me.
So there's me waving and flopping about shouting choi doi
(help me) once the guys stopped he kind of stands there brain freezed on him I think. Well then some more nice Thai's stop and they all wait for a bit, WTF I'm thinking why aint they helping me?
Hi All,
After I left Rayong with my new Visa and Bike entry papers, I did about 60k and then it started to get wet, so I pulled over and donned my rain kit.
The winds picking up so I think right at the next bus shelt thing I'm pulling in for a brew, so off I go. It's raining it's windy and I'm still new to the whole riding thing so I'm taking it nice and slow about 50k. Bikes got great tyres on so grips good, kits balanced well on the back, I'm not tired hungry or wet and as it's only been 60k or so I'm wide awake.
There's a blind right hand corner approaching so I let out a handful of gas even the bikes weight up on the entry to the corner and I'm well LEFT.
So..........
I start to take the corner leaning a little over when along comes this filthy huge freaking truck on my side of the road, hey no problems I'm well left going slow lights on, so I lean a little more over and I know I'm going to make it with about a meter to spare.
When fate points it's boney finger at me and says it's your turn monkey boy. The shitty old flithy smelly trucks got a flappy rear tarp just as I'm about to go by, it comes away and about 4 feet of it goes right under my bike.
I don't have time to do anything the tarp finds my chain and my rear sprocket thingy, and decides it wants to cling to my ride. The next thing I knew I was pulled abruptly to the right thw weight of my bike me and my kit rips the tarp, I'm now on my right side doing a wet road slide for the next 25 meters.
My leg is pinned and I feel it POP, opps. The bike comes to rest and my first thought is what was behind so I kick out at the bike to free my pinned leg, it hurts but the bike comes away, I roll military style and roll and roll. I feel something floppy but dont care to look, I manage to find safe ground at the roadside. So I take a second to look down, my leg pointing in a strangly wrong direction hmmm that's not good.
SO I try to make it straigh and almost shit my pants, then I know I'm screwed, so I manage to stand to wave at the passing traffic. 1 car 2 cars 3 cars 4 cars all go by and so does 4 minutes before a Great Thai man stops for me.
So there's me waving and flopping about shouting choi doi
(help me) once the guys stopped he kind of stands there brain freezed on him I think. Well then some more nice Thai's stop and they all wait for a bit, WTF I'm thinking why aint they helping me?