Come gather round children from wherever you roam....
Today, I proved that once again I too can and obviously with great ease be enticed into stupid!
Spirit Mountain In Duluth Minnesota, a Ski Hill, and I'll leave it there...it's a SKI HILL!
I run up there on Blue to watch my son riding in a Trials competition. I get there and the boy is out on the Loop. One of the riders says, you drive the loop trail, there is a guy up there on a Venture!
Well, I am on a Triumph and he may be on the loop trail, but after eyeballing it...I can go up that trail. Again, let me paint the picture...a SKI HILL!
I putter and Blue pulls. I am going nice and easy, don't want to find an unexpected slip in the grass going up (THE SKI HILL!) Now imagine a grade (OF A SKI HILL) and I see a spot that seems a bit wet, I see an off camber slope, and choose to go up and around the low spot. I go easily as not to loose traction but you know what, it didn't work. GO FIGURE!
So guess what happens on the side of a (SKI HILL) Rear wheel slips, and over she goes on top of my leg. Caught me by laying right on top of my calf right behind my knee with the exhaust pipe. It was on me because the bike is now all the way over on a downward slope, wheels are no longer on the ground because the bike is now resting on my saddlebags and lightbar!
All alone on the side of a SKI HILL, I pull my leg out forcefully (and quite painfully) free and try righting the bike. Again, righting a bike on a level surface is tough in an of itself, now add the incline of a SKI HILL to it and it felt as if I was lifting the fullness of 500 lbs!
It took me three grunts to make it, and I got it up right. Now I am resiting gravity and the bikes desire to ride down the SKI HILL with all that I have with in me!
I get it upright and on a level spot where I can straighten out the the front brake lever that yielded to the pressure (Trials trick never cinch your levers tight, allows them to roll when the hit the ground) Turn signal was a whisker from dinging the tank!
As you might guess with my new found education relating to gravity and street bikes on the side of a SKI HILL, I promptly, but cautiously made my way down.
Survey revealed lightbar end tweaked but straightened, bent light visor on bar, but straightened. This likely saved my gas tank form receiving a mortal wound. Dirt scratch on windshield, but brackets took the impact with no bending or moving!
As for me, my 50 year old body is groaning, no burn on my leg but black and blue and scrapes from top of calf to ankle . I may be strong like bull, I remain, smart like tractor. I once again can say and proclaim that DUMB HURTS! (on the side of a SKI HILL!)
And I share my adventure with you for your entertainment at my expense!
eddy
