zirconx
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A few weeks ago I was riding around in Arkansas. Beautiful back country roads. I was riding around a curve, blinked, and then there was an SUV right in front of me, in my lane. Coming at me from the opposite direction.
I was helicoptered to a hospital about an hour away (drive time. About a 10 minute flight). After 4 nights in the hospital I was released. I am very lucky, I will probably be able to start trying to walk again 10 weeks after the accident. I might have some minor life long effects, not sure yet. I am still unable to use crutches, but I get around a little with a special walker.
My NC700x was totaled. At first I was immediately ready to get back on the bike, I couldn't wait, I was shopping for a replacement. But the more I think about how close to death I was, the more I consider giving it up. But it's been my favorite pastime for my entire adult life. I have so many great memories from many motorcycle trips. So I am unsure what I will do. With my careful riding style, my training, my full gear all the time (ok I used to sometimes wear jeans but not anymore), I know that I am in the safer demographic among motorcycle riders. But if I can't count on other drivers to respect the sanctity of the center line, then none of that matters.
To top it off, the other driver shirked responsibility and left the scene. Thankfully we were able to get the vehicle and insurance information. It's complicated.
I was helicoptered to a hospital about an hour away (drive time. About a 10 minute flight). After 4 nights in the hospital I was released. I am very lucky, I will probably be able to start trying to walk again 10 weeks after the accident. I might have some minor life long effects, not sure yet. I am still unable to use crutches, but I get around a little with a special walker.
My NC700x was totaled. At first I was immediately ready to get back on the bike, I couldn't wait, I was shopping for a replacement. But the more I think about how close to death I was, the more I consider giving it up. But it's been my favorite pastime for my entire adult life. I have so many great memories from many motorcycle trips. So I am unsure what I will do. With my careful riding style, my training, my full gear all the time (ok I used to sometimes wear jeans but not anymore), I know that I am in the safer demographic among motorcycle riders. But if I can't count on other drivers to respect the sanctity of the center line, then none of that matters.
To top it off, the other driver shirked responsibility and left the scene. Thankfully we were able to get the vehicle and insurance information. It's complicated.
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