First (hopefully, last) spill
Yesterday, in my third week of my 85 mile round trip commute I had the tires slip out from under me in a turn. Not the bike's fault, I had decided to take a road I hadn't taken before and halfway into the turn while leaning I realized that the black top suddenly turned to gravel and a bunch of gravel had been scattered on the hard surface. Dropped me like a bad habit. Wearing long pants and a jacket, so just a couple of skinned places on right knee and elbow. Sprained or pulled shoulder and back muscle, but for an out of shape 57 year old I'm very thankful to be able to type today. Also a scratch on the right fairing of the bike, but no other damage. A young man (angel, perhaps) in a pickup truck stopped to check on me as I was sprawled on the road. As I got up he asked, "Are you ok?" I told him I was pretty sure I was going to be. I think I could have gotten the bike up on my own, but he helped me get it up, made sure I knew where I was and I rode the remaining 20 miles or so home. Said a quick "Thanks, Lord" and went on my way before I had time to think to get scared. Of course, my wife and daughter were there for the "I told you so" routine, but I ate dinner, walked the dog, took a shower and was ok until this morning, but I think it's just soreness and stiffness appropriate for my age and condition. However, as it is drizzling a bit of rain this morning I'm letting my blue 08 take a break while I drive the truck. Just to let any other inexperienced riders learn from my story, watch out for the loose rocks on a black top. I've had no other problems on the street and the couple of times I've taken it off the road in dirt, but yesterday's spill was like trying to ride on marbles! It happened so fast I couldn't even get a leg down. Luckily, I was going fairly slowly and was only in 2nd gear I think. Anyone else have this happen, or am I the only klutz out there making my wife's predictions come true?