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Yesterday morning about 11am, on the way to my friend's wedding, I was taking a curve. It wasn't a particularly tough curve, or anything of that nature. However, I hit a slick spot, possibly oil or something and the bike starts to fall out from under me, so I pick it back up.
Only to widen my curve, which brings me dangerously close to the curb of the grassy median in the road. And a split second later, I'm over the curb.
I manage to keep the bike up, as I was doing 40 or thereabouts, as I go over the curb. However, this median has saplings planted in it. I miss the first one, only to hit the next one straight on. The bike is still upright, even after the impact until it hits the second curb, and then flips, throwing me off.
I fly into the oncoming traffic lane. According to the friend following me, the bike flew probably 2-3 feet in the air and I was a good 5 or 6 feet off the ground for probably 10 feet. I land on my left shoulder and roll a few times and then I slide. Realizing I'm in the path of oncoming traffic, I hop up and run to the side of the road. I have a burning pain in my back that's not letting me breathe. After the adrenaline seemingly subsides, I realize that my ankle can no longer support me any longer and pretty much collapse backwards in the grass. I try to get back up, but can't manage it.
There were two off-duty police officers, and an off-duty ER nurse there, almost immediately. The authorities are notified, and less than 30 minutes later, I'm in a trauma ward, being x-rayed.
Luckily, nothing is broken. I have torn ligaments in my left shoulder, right knee (which hit the sapling as well), and my left ankle has a chipped bone. I also have roadrash all up and down both arms. I remained conscious and suffered no head or spine injuries.
The bike is pretty messed up, and here comes awesome picture time (I apologize to all you 56kers):
The first few were taken by my friend as I was being whisked away by ambulance on his camera phone.
The following were after it was returned to my apartment.
Now, as you can see, everything in front of the triple trees is toast. Possibly the triple trees as well. I haven't been able to get a good look at it since I can't walk very well. The seat is torn, the megaphone is destroyed (although the headers are okay). The engine/transmission, driveshaft, carburetors, and all that good stuff survived unscathed. The tank was punctured. As far as I could tell, the frame still looked straight.
Anyhow, my friends helped my dad load it up into his truck to take back to store there while I figure out what to do with it. While my parents were taking it back, they stopped for gas and were approached by a guy who used to drag race Yamaha bikes in California and is moving to this area. He's extremely interested in purchasing it and wanted to know what I would want for it.
I was wondering what you guys think would be fair.
Only to widen my curve, which brings me dangerously close to the curb of the grassy median in the road. And a split second later, I'm over the curb.
I manage to keep the bike up, as I was doing 40 or thereabouts, as I go over the curb. However, this median has saplings planted in it. I miss the first one, only to hit the next one straight on. The bike is still upright, even after the impact until it hits the second curb, and then flips, throwing me off.
I fly into the oncoming traffic lane. According to the friend following me, the bike flew probably 2-3 feet in the air and I was a good 5 or 6 feet off the ground for probably 10 feet. I land on my left shoulder and roll a few times and then I slide. Realizing I'm in the path of oncoming traffic, I hop up and run to the side of the road. I have a burning pain in my back that's not letting me breathe. After the adrenaline seemingly subsides, I realize that my ankle can no longer support me any longer and pretty much collapse backwards in the grass. I try to get back up, but can't manage it.
There were two off-duty police officers, and an off-duty ER nurse there, almost immediately. The authorities are notified, and less than 30 minutes later, I'm in a trauma ward, being x-rayed.
Luckily, nothing is broken. I have torn ligaments in my left shoulder, right knee (which hit the sapling as well), and my left ankle has a chipped bone. I also have roadrash all up and down both arms. I remained conscious and suffered no head or spine injuries.
The bike is pretty messed up, and here comes awesome picture time (I apologize to all you 56kers):
The first few were taken by my friend as I was being whisked away by ambulance on his camera phone.
The following were after it was returned to my apartment.
Now, as you can see, everything in front of the triple trees is toast. Possibly the triple trees as well. I haven't been able to get a good look at it since I can't walk very well. The seat is torn, the megaphone is destroyed (although the headers are okay). The engine/transmission, driveshaft, carburetors, and all that good stuff survived unscathed. The tank was punctured. As far as I could tell, the frame still looked straight.
Anyhow, my friends helped my dad load it up into his truck to take back to store there while I figure out what to do with it. While my parents were taking it back, they stopped for gas and were approached by a guy who used to drag race Yamaha bikes in California and is moving to this area. He's extremely interested in purchasing it and wanted to know what I would want for it.
I was wondering what you guys think would be fair.
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