19 September - The trees are going
brown
Just got back from a
jolly jaunt around the Elan Valley, as organised by DarylB. Very nice
too. I saw this as the last rideout of the year for me. The September
weather in Shropshire has been pretty good so far, nearly an Indian
summer. So this seemed like a good opportunity to enjoy what's last of
the good conditions.
Confession time now.
I had a bit of an RTA last week. RTA is probably a massive
overstatement, but I'll expand. As you are probably aware there
are some drivers who know the difference between 'give way' and 'stop'
and those that don't. I can usually spot these by their driving
style and if not then I make sure I'm not in a position to find out the
hard way. I was on the way to work and travelling down the lane
that leads out of the village where I live. At the bottom is a T
junction onto a dual carriageway. You can only turn left. It's a give
way junction. I was third in the queue. First car pulls away as
the main road is empty, second car moves forward as do I. Second car
looks like it's going to pull out as the road is still empty. I start to
look right to check that I'm also clear (this is at walking speed), it
is so I roll on the throttle and turn my head back only to find the car
in front has stopped dead. I managed to swerve clipping the car with my
indicator and boot.
I didn't get a chance to
brake, and I didn't need to as there was still no cars on the main road,
just as well as I was now stopped in the middle of it. So I pulls
over by the curb next to some safety railings and park the bike on it's
stand. I start to remove gloves and walk back to the car driver
when there's a crunch behind me. Yep the bike has fell of it's stand
onto the railings. Smashed the fairing, grazed the screen, snapped
the wing mirror and put a small dent in the tank. I wasn't sure whether
I should laugh or cry. So what was the initial damage caused to the
bike, nothing that I can see, just a bruised little finger and some
silver paint on my boots.
So I calmly ask the car
driver why she stopped but I don't recall getting a sensible answer.
I've no idea why the stand collapsed. It was parked on the level. I
guess it's just one of those things you have to put down to fate and
experience. As my father told me 30 odd years ago when I jumped on my
first bike, 'treat every driver as a complete idiot'. It's still good
advice, always expect the unexpected.
John
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