Pterodactyl_imp
Road warrior
Good yarn. Now that you have seen how easy it is (to drop) there is nothing to worry about.
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Confessions of a born again noob
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Blockhead_imp
Been there
A few weeks ago I attempted to park the CB in my garage without the side stand or the center stand down....it didn't stay upright very long. It fell onto the backs of my legs as I was removing my gloves, which sent me tumbling into the wall storage unit face first while the bike rested against my backside. I was able to crawl out from under the bike while it leaned unharmed against a case of Pepsi that was being stored.
I was able to laugh at my stupidity, while grateful that the only damage was two destroyed cans of soda....and a nasty welt on my back.
I was able to laugh at my stupidity, while grateful that the only damage was two destroyed cans of soda....and a nasty welt on my back.
Pterodactyl_imp
Road warrior
^^^^^. And my Dad used to say "It can't fall over, there's nothing to stop it". 
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Novice_imp
Been there
I feel your pain. I dropped a KLR650 on a small hill (more like a low mound) trying to do a U-turn. It was not one of my finer moments.
ClassicVW_imp
Road warrior
I dropped my Harley police bike twice when I was just starting as a motor cop. (Part time riding with my other duties) but thankfully no one saw! First time I foolishly tried to do a quick u-turn on an uphill portion of road. Second time was a cold December at our local Christmas tree lighting ceremony. A crowd of about 400 were facing the trees and after I was done with my traffic control, I pulled into a dirt parking lot behind the crowd and put the side stand down. The lot had recently been made, a temporary lot, and it was sand and pebbles. The side stand kept disappearing into the loose sand I and the bike just kept going down, down, down. In an effort to avoid being spotted, adrenaline kicked in and I lift the bike upright in only 3/4 of a second. No lie.
Ack-CB11_imp
Road warrior
It happens....... 1 month so far, dropped mine on both sides. 
My cylinders keep the bike from going all the way down, so a bar grab dead-lift upright isn't that hard.
My cylinders keep the bike from going all the way down, so a bar grab dead-lift upright isn't that hard.
I can relate. When I bought my Hawk GT, it looked good cosmetically, but was in need of some work. After I got the carbs cleaned up and working, I could finally get it on the road for some short test rides. I would notice that sometimes the brake lever would get very stiff and on one ride in particular it became practically rock hard (I later discovered that the tiny return orifice had become clogged with old brake fluid at some point, preventing the system from allowing for expansion due to heat.) Fortunately, or unfortunately as the case may be, I was just around the block from my house and I could tell that things were not right. I cruised very slowly near the curb in an attempt to get the bike home without having to push it. However, as the master cylinder wasn't allowing for expansion of the brake fluid, that expansion was transferred to the front disc calipers. Finally the front brake completely locked up, only I didn't notice it right away as the tires were old enough to be quite hard — and as it turned out rather slick.
Fortunately I wasn't tossed over the handlebars. But at that point with the front tire sliding along the road the bike began what seemed like a super slo-mo descent for the pavement and there wasn't much that I could do. I did try my best to prevent the bike from being damaged, wrestling to keep it upright and from hitting the ground too hard. in the end this resulted in a rather awkward, yet somewhat bizarrely graceful sliding dismount starting with my shoulder and rolling completely over on my back and then sitting upright (picture a cowboy at the rodeo trying to wrestle a calf to the ground without the use of a rope an you might get the idea). I sat there briefly in disbelief at what had just happened. Then I realized that this had all played out in front of my neighbors but I looked around and didn't see so much as a single person outside. Getting the bike upright was easy enough as the Hawk is light as a feather (relatively speaking), but moving the bike was next to impossible with the front wheel locked up. Still I managed to drag the bike as close to the curb as possible as I was not going to be able to get it home. Another scan of the neighborhood indicated that still no one was outside. By now I was convinced that everyone on the block was watching from inside of their housed, peeping out from behind their curtains, fixated on my misadventure. Fortunately, the bike suffered minimal damage — a bent shift lever and a scraped bar end. I suffered nothing more than a damaged ego which worsened as I made the walk home carrying my helmet to get some tools. Even my leather jacket looked untouched.
To this day, I've yet to have any of my neighbors mention to this to me, but I remain convinced that they swap stories of my saga at their yearly block party or other gatherings. And if they don't, they should because I had to have been incredibly entertaining during my total lapse of grace and dignity. On the bright side, I did learn how to rebuild the Hawk's master cylinder, and I can now utter the phrase "I've taken the bike to the outer limits of it's handling capabilities (and beyond)".
Fortunately I wasn't tossed over the handlebars. But at that point with the front tire sliding along the road the bike began what seemed like a super slo-mo descent for the pavement and there wasn't much that I could do. I did try my best to prevent the bike from being damaged, wrestling to keep it upright and from hitting the ground too hard. in the end this resulted in a rather awkward, yet somewhat bizarrely graceful sliding dismount starting with my shoulder and rolling completely over on my back and then sitting upright (picture a cowboy at the rodeo trying to wrestle a calf to the ground without the use of a rope an you might get the idea). I sat there briefly in disbelief at what had just happened. Then I realized that this had all played out in front of my neighbors but I looked around and didn't see so much as a single person outside. Getting the bike upright was easy enough as the Hawk is light as a feather (relatively speaking), but moving the bike was next to impossible with the front wheel locked up. Still I managed to drag the bike as close to the curb as possible as I was not going to be able to get it home. Another scan of the neighborhood indicated that still no one was outside. By now I was convinced that everyone on the block was watching from inside of their housed, peeping out from behind their curtains, fixated on my misadventure. Fortunately, the bike suffered minimal damage — a bent shift lever and a scraped bar end. I suffered nothing more than a damaged ego which worsened as I made the walk home carrying my helmet to get some tools. Even my leather jacket looked untouched.
To this day, I've yet to have any of my neighbors mention to this to me, but I remain convinced that they swap stories of my saga at their yearly block party or other gatherings. And if they don't, they should because I had to have been incredibly entertaining during my total lapse of grace and dignity. On the bright side, I did learn how to rebuild the Hawk's master cylinder, and I can now utter the phrase "I've taken the bike to the outer limits of it's handling capabilities (and beyond)".
The Spaceman_imp
Road warrior
Heck, I rode over 1,500 miles FL to NC in 2 days without incident, got home and pulled into my garage, and stepped off the bike without putting the kickstand down. Luckily the saddlebags (VStrom) took the hit, but damn did I feel stupid.
Maybe we should start a "cuss Stunts" thread and see what else we've got to share.
Maybe we should start a "cuss Stunts" thread and see what else we've got to share.
grover_imp
Been there
Marvelous. Simply marvelous.Insolentsquid_imp said:
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Great thread and Insolentsquid you sure can write well .
But I just have to throw one of my falls in.
By the time we had moved our store 3 times we had moved into
a building where we could sell bikes. I tried to sell a lot consignment
bikes to start. We had very nice Honda XR50 for sale and a customer
wanted to hear it run. I pushed it out side with customer in tow on
to the cement right in front the door. I kicked the little thing a couple
of times and then just as it caught I sort of slipped and I had my
hand on the throttle so the darn bike jump forward and I did not
let go - Yes it pulled me right down - face down on the cement .
Glad they didn't have smart phones back then
But I just have to throw one of my falls in.
By the time we had moved our store 3 times we had moved into
a building where we could sell bikes. I tried to sell a lot consignment
bikes to start. We had very nice Honda XR50 for sale and a customer
wanted to hear it run. I pushed it out side with customer in tow on
to the cement right in front the door. I kicked the little thing a couple
of times and then just as it caught I sort of slipped and I had my
hand on the throttle so the darn bike jump forward and I did not
let go - Yes it pulled me right down - face down on the cement .
Glad they didn't have smart phones back then
ClassicVW_imp
Road warrior
I hear that same story on other forums too. Not that uncommon. I guess we're so tired from the trip our mind is zoned out. Either that, or we are forcing ourselves to be so focused on the trip, knowing we are tired, that we arrive home and relax a little too soon- pulling into our driveway and saying: "Ahhh... I made it!"The Spaceman_imp said:
Insolentsquid_imp
Running like a top
Thread starter
Confession, they say, is good for the soul.
Yours are doing far more for my mine than mine ever could!
Loving your replies.
Yours are doing far more for my mine than mine ever could!
Loving your replies.
PowderToastMan_imp
Been there
Don't feel bad, OP.
I just slipped on some pine needles going 5 or 10 mph around the corner trying to leave my apartment parking lot this morning. They were not even wet at all, so I was totally complacent about it.
Got some small battle scars on the bike now, but still went out for my morning ride. Not gonna let that one deal any damage to my pride. Stuff happens.
I just slipped on some pine needles going 5 or 10 mph around the corner trying to leave my apartment parking lot this morning. They were not even wet at all, so I was totally complacent about it.
Got some small battle scars on the bike now, but still went out for my morning ride. Not gonna let that one deal any damage to my pride. Stuff happens.
Chucky_imp
First service completed
'Gonads in the slipstream'...:rofl:
ZenBiker_imp
First service completed
As the old saying goes, if you ask 100 motorcyclists if they've ever dropped a bike, 50 will say, "Yes," and the other 50 will lie.
I dropped my Deluxe two weeks after I took delivery, but I was glad I did. A nice (really, she was) middle-aged lady driving a silver Malibu pulled out of a gas station and turned left towards the cross street. I was traveling in the same direction, to the same intersection. Of course, she "never even saw me!"
We both approached the stop line at the same speed, with the same destination in mind; the light was red in our direction, and she was on track for a full broadside. I banked right but I couldn't turn onto the crossing street due to thru-traffic. The shoulder fell away steeply to the inside of the turn, with a gravel-covered ditch at the bottom.
I decided stopping on the incline and putting my right foot down on the slope was better than getting creamed on the left. But of course, my stubby little 29-inch inseam legs weren't even close to adequate for the task. Inexorably, gravity took control of the situation and my bike and I hit the ground with a sickening crunch. Fortunately, that sound wasn't my leg but the gravel shifting as the right bar end, front brake lever, foot peg, and crankcase cover ground to a stop. But I picked it up (using the backwards-leg-lift technique) and rode it home, the nice lady's apologies drafting in my wake.
Cormanus may be right about droppage frequency. I waited three weeks for the front brake lever and foot peg frame to arrive at the dealer--those parts were on back-order.
Oh, and my bike now sports a set of Moriwaki frame sliders Takashi sent me lickety-split after my order. I had them in five days.
I dropped my Deluxe two weeks after I took delivery, but I was glad I did. A nice (really, she was) middle-aged lady driving a silver Malibu pulled out of a gas station and turned left towards the cross street. I was traveling in the same direction, to the same intersection. Of course, she "never even saw me!"
We both approached the stop line at the same speed, with the same destination in mind; the light was red in our direction, and she was on track for a full broadside. I banked right but I couldn't turn onto the crossing street due to thru-traffic. The shoulder fell away steeply to the inside of the turn, with a gravel-covered ditch at the bottom.
I decided stopping on the incline and putting my right foot down on the slope was better than getting creamed on the left. But of course, my stubby little 29-inch inseam legs weren't even close to adequate for the task. Inexorably, gravity took control of the situation and my bike and I hit the ground with a sickening crunch. Fortunately, that sound wasn't my leg but the gravel shifting as the right bar end, front brake lever, foot peg, and crankcase cover ground to a stop. But I picked it up (using the backwards-leg-lift technique) and rode it home, the nice lady's apologies drafting in my wake.
Cormanus may be right about droppage frequency. I waited three weeks for the front brake lever and foot peg frame to arrive at the dealer--those parts were on back-order.
Oh, and my bike now sports a set of Moriwaki frame sliders Takashi sent me lickety-split after my order. I had them in five days.
After my dropping the VFR 5 years ago, I put R&G sliders on right away even though it meant cutting through the plastic a bit. The CB DLX now wears the same item. Luckily, I haven't had to test them yet. With the CB, actual metal engine parts touch down, so I put 'em on. I know one person from another forum who won't take delivery of a bike without frame sliders.
Randy B
Road warrior
I was wanting "crash bars" for a while, but I waited a bit too long so not that I have a "brand new" bike again they are on the way.
PowderToastMan_imp
Been there
In all seriousness, the engine gaurds (15k yen on Samurider) would have cost me about a little less than bits and pieces I'm going to have to replace (crank case cover is like 75 bucks on OEM part list online, and the plastic cover for the tacho is about the same) except for the muffler that also got a couple of little scrapes.. that's going to be the expensive one 
I kind of doubt the engine guards would have done much to stop getting scrapes there, but you never know.
Thankfully none of this stuff is showstoppers so I will replace the crankcase cover whenever I feel like it, then the other little bits and pieces similarly, and when I'm done I'll think about adding that engine guard as well!
Maybe an OEM muffler or a nice slip on will appear some time in the classifieds at a time when I am feeling frisky, too. Who knows?
I kind of doubt the engine guards would have done much to stop getting scrapes there, but you never know.
Thankfully none of this stuff is showstoppers so I will replace the crankcase cover whenever I feel like it, then the other little bits and pieces similarly, and when I'm done I'll think about adding that engine guard as well!
Maybe an OEM muffler or a nice slip on will appear some time in the classifieds at a time when I am feeling frisky, too. Who knows?
