I have this goal of my odometer reading "20,000" on New Year's Day, and I'm currently at 19,882 (118 miles to go). This morning I was at 19,753 or so.
So I planned a 100+ mile daytrip today, one I've taken before and hope to take again.
40 miles in , there's a detour, okay, and it's not well marked. Okay, just head eastish and northish and eventually I'll get where I intended to go.
I'm following an SUV down some podunk road, there's a fork in the road and the SUV goes right. Too late, I realize that the SUV is going off the podunk road onto a podunkier road, and I decide to turn left. But I'm a little too fast and past the point of no return, so partway through the attempted left, I straighten out (to follow the SUV) and I hit gravel and down I go. I fly off the bike to the left as it veers to the right and falls on its left side. Thanks to my armored jacket, I'm fine. I take my helmet off, pick the bike up, and assess the damage.
Both front turn signals are toast. Not sure how that happened, but they were crazyglued together anyway, and I have replacements that I was just waiting for the opportune moment to install. Left rear turn signal is bent a bit but otherwise undamaged. Speedo/odometer case is dented, innards are a little jumbled, but the odo still turns, and the speedo needle will probably function again with a little tweaking. The face is undamaged.
My windshield split into two large pieces and several small pieces. Oddly enough I bought a new windshield a few days ago and it should be arriving in the mail this week. Ha.
My left arm aches a bit, but I imagine it's nothing a trip to the chiropractor won't take care of.
My gear did its job, that's for sure. I'm glad I was wearing my armor today and not my leather.
Gah.
edit: I forgot to say... the SUV driver came back to see if I was okay. That was cool.
p.p.s. I continued with my "scheduled" route and rolled home some 80 miles later.
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