Riding Stories!

[BDI]

This one is on a street bike but what the heck.  I was giving my buddy Mike a ride on my 87 kawasaki ZL1000, it had the same motor as the ninja 1000 only It was a shaft drive standard style bike that would boil the back tire off just by rolling the throttle on hard. Anyway I was giving Mike a ride to show off how fast the bike was we had allready pulled some wheelies and smoked the tire off a few times and were heading back to the house so Mike assumed he could relax I did not realize MIke had quit holding on and was busy sight seeing. I decided we had time for one more wheelie so at about 20mph In first gear I grabed a big hand full of throttle, the wheelie was going nicely when I noticed that something was not right, I looked down where to my surprise I had to feet sticking out of my arm pits in front of me, right away I knew their was only one thing to do so I grabed a whole bunch of brake. Mike came back up on the bike so fast he hit his head on the back of my head Mike said all he could see was the street a couple inches from the top of his head and the whole world was upside down. Can you imagine how fast the ground looks like its moving at 70mph when your eye balls are only 8 inches off the ground.

[eprovenzano]

BDI that's funny....

This is a snowmobile story... I was 15, my family including my dad's 2 brother's and all my cousins rented a cabin for a week of fun in the snow on our snowmobiles.  Our cabin was next to a golf course that we could ride as long as we stayed of the greens.  We rode (raced) the golf course mostly at night and rode the trails during the day.  After a few nights riding the gold course, my cousin and I decided to reverse direction to change things up.  I'm on my Yami 440 sled, wide open chasing my cousin?s tail light, and getting ready to make a pass.  When all of a sudden, his brake light comes on then the light from the sled disappears.  I hit the brakes...  too late.  I drop about 10 feet and land on the frozen pond.  (Right about now, my shorts needs changing).  I see my cousin trying to stop his sled from spinning on the ice and trying to get it back to the frozen ground.  I'm sliding around in circles, and am finally able to get the sled off the ice.  We slowly ride back to the cabin with this look of terror on our face.  Because we reversed our direction, we completely forgot about the pond.  Needless to say we curtailed our night riding after that.

The next day they opened the pond for ice skating.  They had to drill the ice to ensure it was thick enough?.  My cousin and I already knew it was plenty think?.

[Hillclimb#42]

 I always have fun and some near death experiences when out riding, but not too many stories that you haven't heard.

About six or seven years ago, I decided to take guys my age and ability riding where me and my hillclimb buddies used to go get some training in. It was an abandoned strip pit/coal mine in southern Indiana. Hills with turns and jumps 800 to 1000 ft high were normal trails for the area. Single track goat hills, one after another. When you pull into the area, you have to drive by several intimidating trails that resemble an ant farm from years of abuse. The scariest parts are a ways back in the woods, but you got the feel for the place just by parking.
 One of my buddies, was on an old warrior, hunting boots jeans and a jean-jacket. Another one was on a 400 honda 4 stroke bike, XR, I think. The other one was on a big 600 DRZ brand new. These guys didn't have gloves, pants, jersey's or anything. The guy on the Honda didn't even bring his helmet. Of course, I had been there before with several Hillclimbers, Pro and Amatuer. I have EVERYTHING! Complete matching gear, Sweet '96 250 with new plastic and seatcover, and fresh graphics. I am going to show these guys around like the proverbial tour guide. I can tell, they are a little nervous and maybe, or probably out of their comfort zone, if not out of their league. I reassure them that I have been there several times and could show them all they need to ride. This was a role change from the normal, where guys are usually much better than I am. Anyways, I get all my gear on as my ill-prepared buddies wait on me patiently. I roll the 250 down and start her up and my buddies are having a laugh at my overkill of safety and the color lime green on every part of my gear. I don't think they thought I could hear them, but I did. So after She was warmed up and ready to rip, I kick it into second and nail it and made my way to the trail head. The wheel never quit spinning on my way across the gravel road, so I hit third. The bike's back tire was on a mission to pass me up, and I was on a mission to keep on the gas. The wheel went left, I corrected, it went back right I corrected, It went left then as if I was in slow motion, I did a complete doughnut and dumped it right in the gravel. I never even took my feet off the pegs! Road rash within 50 feet of the truck!!! That didn't exactly quiet the heckling like I had intended. They laugh about that part of  the ride still to this day. Once I settled down, I showed them plenty of riding though, and I am sure they don't ride without gear anymore.

[KaTooMer]

This one's not mine, but still probably my favorite of all time:

Brian Jahelka's Wild Ride

[stewart]

i hit a tree stump  today that was in some tall grass and fliped 360  landed on my back  im just sore nothing broken but dented my  pc 2 pipe  i dont bounce at this age like i did at 20

[alan]

Don't worry Stewart it's all down hill from here!

[serafin]

You ever have one of those days when life flashes before your eyes?  The weather is one of those crisp clear days not a cloud in the sky no wind just perfect for a ride.  Took the man bike out for a run.  I?m having one hell of a good time out here in the desert north of Las Vegas.  Fast roads, sand washes, a few whoops, hills and lots of rocks you get the picture.  I?m cruising along in 4th gear on a rutted desert road in the middle of nowhere.  The road is getting a little narrow and eventually ends up a single track trail.  The trail ends up kind of like a kiddy roller coaster small hill after small hill followed by a bigger hill then another small hill and a bigger hill just high enough that you cant see over the top.  I?m cruising in 3rd getting a little air after cresting each hill while getting a feel for the terrain this goes on for about 5 smaller hills and then the big hill as I crested it and became airborne yep life all of a sudden life flashed before my eyes.  I?m grabbing a hand full of front brake a foot full of rear brake and oh s**t is going thru my mind.  As soon as the bike hits the ground skidding the front wheel skids and falls off a 3 foot cliff into a sand wash below.  You know how sometimes life goes into slow motion well this is what was going thru my mind.  Oh s**t, don?t hit that rock!  As the front end comes down it misses the big rock, I?m thinking man was I lucky!  By this time I?m doing one of those infamous flying W?s you know where your hands are on the handlebars but the rest of your body is flying along in the air out of control.  By this time I?m thinking this is really going to hurt. I hope the bike wont land on me.  I hope I don?t break any bones. I hope that screwdriver in my fanny pack doesn?t stab me in the back.  I hope I survive this.  When the rear tire hits the ground it starts doing the side to side dance you know when the rear end tries to pass the front end on the left side and then tries to pass again on the right side.  By now I?m stretched out hanging on like a BMX rider doing a superman seat grab but in my case it was a superman throttle grab.  Visions of my family cross my mind my mother, sister, girlfriend, aunts, uncles, cousins.   I?m hanging on with only my right hand the engine is racing the rear wheel hits the ground and bounces straight up the seat hits me in the ass and knocks me right straight into the tank, visions of grade school, high school and college and all the crazy s**t we did when we were younger.  At this point I?m hanging on like a bull rider feet forward parallel to the forks and my left hand waving in the air.  Some how when the rear wheel hits the ground and hooks up my feet land on the pegs and my left hand lands on the left grip.  As I get back in control and coast to a stop it all hits you.  You shout in the air yea yea yea.   You pulled it off and you cheated disaster.  I took it easy on the way back loaded up the bike and went home.  The only damage a slight bend in the front rim.  Didn?t ride the beast for 2 months.  Serafin

[KX500freak]

hahaha that are funny storys off riding

my story,s not that long ,more snapshot like

i,ve been jumping and by landing i got off track ,
straight in to a waterchannel .
with the water up the axles i kept luckely my bike alive.
so i didn,t had to start it with unbalance and splashing in the water.
and i drove right out



also an nearly death sensation,
it was stupid racing through an industrial zone at fridayafternoon.......
and so i drove me kx 500 sumo at full throttle till......
i came across a car wanting to turn off thereby crossing me,

i saw him stopping ,doubting,pull up a little,stop again,slightly turned in ,stopped again
i didn,t steer or brake rough ,only concentrating on the car,s movement.s
that,s how i could keep control off the kx,
and race right past him passing it on a foot distance or so at 60 mph .


_{i never will be so stupid again i hope}

ow and i saw no livecycle going on in me mind ,so it wasn,t bad enough




to go on i had some wheelie experiences ,
but the one standing right next to a perfectly vertical parked kx 5oo
desperately seeking for balance since i,m surrounded by spectators,
and i dont want to fall with that green m...f..ker coming down too...
butt i held the clutch so it didn,t stall an di could land carefully pffff
saved my ego again...



then an other one
when i bought my second kx 500 ,
the supermoto ,but not in the fine condition he,s now..
the dude selling it took off for the last spin before loading up the hauler
i didn,t gave permit for that since it was registered on my name a half hour ago
he took it out of his backyard while i was making hauler ready.
and he drove away turned and wheelied to me ,
when he landed the frontwheel slipped and he came down HARD 
his face hit the ground like a pumpkin smashed on the ground..
the bike slided through the street with him half on it .
and there,s the neighbours car too standing at side off road,
well he smacked in too the side off the car hard
costing him his trousers hands cut open headwound
jacket teared ,EGO smashed in to pieces
i was mad and said i want a piece of the money back,
he did so and i think he was very lucky afterall ,
he didn,t have his crashhat on..




next on is more a ooops moment at he gate ,it dropped for everyone
but i was sleaping and stood against the comin,gate with the fr.wheel
that,s where my ego is really hurt
but hey this year was better 
i did go off on me green rocket as well 

hope you like guys like the story,s
grtz menno
 

[BDI]

This is not exactly a riding story but this one time at band camp, just kidding this one time when I was about 15 I was sitting in my front yard when I hear a two stroke with no muffler pop to life and rev clear to the moon and stay there. I could tell it was few blocks away by the sound of it. My parents lived where two streets intersected and from my front yard I could see clear down constitution st to the end. I could hear this thing getting louder and louder so I could tell it was moving then all of a sudden three blocks down on constitution I see this bike cross the street with no rider, the bike had to be going 50 mph. In my neighborhood all the curbs were rounded, this bike hit the curb and flew atleast 10 feet into the air it did a front flip and crashed onto these peoples roof. It hit right on the edge and went flipping strait up and landed back in the middle of the front yard. Everything went silent at this point and I'm just standing their in shock of what I just saw when a group of kids go running across the street chaseing after the bike. Very few times in my life have I ever laughed so hard as that day. Adam Brimhall was trying to push start this old 250 air cooled piece of crap that he had, It was in third gear when it started and the throttle was stuck wide open.

[k5abuser]

well with the last story i remember pull starting a rm 465 . yes a real one lol . any way i was riding it while CHUCK was pulling me with a four wheeler . ( i worked with him at a kawa  dealer  ship)any way i was trying everything i could with it in 3rd gear and it hit a couple of times after 6 blocks we turn around and chuck climb's on it ( now chucks just 5'6" ) well i start pulling him about 20 mph and chuck tries a few things and nods to go faster so 30 mph then 35 . chucks got it in 4th at about 40mph and he has the wick lit wide open .  at this speed i am looking forward and i HEAR IT  booom . as i look to my right i see chuck doing a wheele 10:30  looking at me with the biggest eyes you have ever seen . i am on the gas grabing gears thinking ( is the ins. paid . do we have ins. should i just keep going and leave chuck there while i get him help .hes going to need  it at the end of the fourty foot rope ) weve done this before . word to the wise 40 feet is better than 8 . thats another story . well at about 38.5 feet the 465 locks up . solid. i go sliding past chuck and know i have begun to laugh and chucks eyes are bigger as he thinks i am going to take the bike out from under him . HE CAN'T LET THE BIKE GO . after a few mins chuck climbs back off and pushs the bike 3 blocks to the shop . customer gets bike a little rope burn but still locked up .

[k5abuser]

me and my wife were headed out to ride the quadzilla with the pertty new fenders and fresh rebuild #27 of 200 builds . i am riding in front of her down the dirt road . i pull off to go to our normal parking place  and she went on down the road to meet me . as i pull up a few mins after she arrived which i should have been there all ready she wants to know why i am now carrying one of the front fenders. A 65mph 5th gear wheele sometimes reminds you to not look around and see who is watching.we still at a good ride. 

[ericac]

the last story i got, we were out in mojave CA picking our way through chaparral on the way back to our camp which was by a dried up river bed. i could see the camp and too my left i thought i spied the end of the river bed, so i continued to make my 91' kdx200 fly as much as a 91 kdx200 can fly, and the dang river bed snuck up on me! i was a little late on the whole reacting to the terrain thing, and with both tires locked up i launched us off a good 13 foot drop. thank god i landed on the only spot in the entire river bed that wasn't occupied by a rock, i landed rolling on my back without a scratch and unburied my bike, took off like nothing happened. except all my friends saw and made fun of me no room for daydreaming out there

[n2682]

nothing more fun at the end of a hard work day other than coming home and taken the bike for a nice ride!

 So now to my story i had a old 83 honda cr 480 traded it for a old yamaha 3 wheeler that was gave to me man was this bike nice.
the bike looked to be totally restored. so i knew a guy that wanted the bike really bad and i had no use for it other than the fact it was a bike bore bike and i love the thrill of riding a bike bore. so the guy meets me at my house 530 on the dot so we go for a ride i get out the kx5 and we take off we make it back in the trials and the guy hands me the cash says no matter what i want this bike so i sat there on hill enjoying the day and the guy rides off down a hill threw a small valley and i realize man hes really halling the mail here next thing i see is him flying over the hill witch is a drop off of about 60 foot to the bottom he flys at least 30 feet straight in the air that old cr480 would run bout 120 next to a yzfr1 and i know the guy was on the high side of 4th gear so going prob i dunno 80 so i start my bike rush over to were hes at he is standing there holding his side dirt bike broke in half literally the only thing i could say to the guy was im gald u already paid for it..

[n2682]

i have another good story for you
 
so when i was about 15 or 16 the kid down the road had an old yamaha dirt bike an enduro or some kind i cant remember well he couldnt get it started so i made my down there to help out before he beat it to death with a hammer i tell him let me see this bike i usually can get anything running so there is two hill on the road i live on one going north one goign south and we live right on top of the hill so i push it down the hill going north and it fires so im like im gonna ride it and see what it has so i turn around and start grabbin gears well the throttle stuck wide open it was either grab more gears or blow it the kill switch didnt work no brakes what so ever so at the end of the road is a jog and a woods with a cross street two cars were coming one from each direction just like outta a movie well i cleared both cars hit the side of the lil hill basically backfliped off the bike it lands in the trees and catches fire there was about 6 people standing on top of the hill looking down the road at me i couldnt feel my legs for about 30 mins everyone walked down the road and stood there looking at me and was like are you alright im like yup just figured id set here and see how long it would take for you guys to come check on me. turns out the kid painted the bike including the carb with no filter on it go figure the throttle stuck wide open and the brakes yeah he took the shoes out for some unknown reason i guess the moral of this story is dont just get on a bike and ride check the throttle and brakes out first i learned the hard way but it was one heck of a ride. nick from michigan

[KX500freak]

   woow how lucky can you be 

i had a same sort of situation with my '81 yammi 125
we had a homemade track in our hood
there were big jumps made with tractor and sure we jumped them hard
till one jump ended up in a fall ,
that putted half the right side in to the soil.
leaving the throttle fully opened burried deep in the mud
it now laid there totally gone wild ...
only thing left to do was rip the cap off the plug
if done so at full rev,s the voltage is huge but not lethal
but sure my arm was paralized for several minutes and very painfull too

did this action cross your mind ,or didn,t it ?
i my case it killed the engine lucky me