Deftly avoided a road kill or road hazard by maneuvering so it goes between your two front tires....only to remember at the last second that your rear tire is in the middle. :banghead::banghead:. The dead skunk smell is almost gone from yesterday. :sour:
In my case, it was a dead cat in the middle of the lane, I couldn't avoid it because of kids walking on the side of the road and incoming traffic.
Anyone who has ridden very long has had that happen, I "try" to just miss it on the inside of the front wheels if I have enough nanoseconds.
The trick is to practice placing the object to be missed between the center of the nose and the front tire of your choice.
I've done it also. Most of the time I am successful at straddeling the left or right front tire and the center tire. Hit a dead dear once coming over a blind hill. I just aimed for the smaller parts. It made quite a mess of the bike and the trailer, as I had to stop and clean all the muck off. I did catch a skunk a while back on a trip, luckily no stink.Quote:
Originally Posted by HankD
Have not have it happen with road kill but a pothole or two though for the most part have used the inside front wheel and missed it with the back. Some just come up to fast...:banghead:
Been there, done that. Skunks are not nice. I hit one with my VW Beetle long ago. It stunk skunk for over a month. :roflblack::roflblack:
With me it is potholes, hard to avoid or maneuver around.
If you can the object that you're trying to avoid, JUST to the inside edge of either of your front tires: it might just give you enough room to miss it with the rear... :thumbup:
I try not to Swerve or slam on the brakes. Unless it is bigger than what you can eat at one sitting
:agree: depending upon the object location, use the inside edge of the tire that won't carry you into the opposing traffic lane. DaleQuote:
Originally Posted by Bob Denman
seems much of the roadkill around here is taller than the bottom of the Spyder
avoiding takes some work
Yup. Dead squirrel with its 4 legs straignt up and flung it on my dad. He smelled bad and I felt bad. Lesson learned.
Yes, but after the first couple of potholes, I've become fairly proficient at threading the needle.
When you're following the 2 second rule at 55 mph and a chunk of firewood appears out from under the vehicle you're following, the 2 seconds doesn't seem like 2 seconds. It seems more or less like one tenth of one tenth of one tenth of one millisecond. And, if your in the middle a turn it's even shorter. As wide as a spyder is and if your traveling on a country road with on coming traffic and a rocky gutter on the right side, you'll soon after be following the 10 second rule; whether or not you miss the chunk of firewood. Well I clipped the chunk of firewood with the outside of my left front tire. The only damage was to my, you know, my under garment.
"Situational Awareness"; my friends... :thumbup:
This summer we were riding up out of Hell's Canyon and I hit some very fresh cow pies and flung them all over my lovely bride who was riding a little to close . When I found a campground that had a water pump and stopped to wash her and the bike off the first thing she said was " I look like crap" I could not stop laughing which did not help matters.
Thank god she had full face helmet and her face shield was down or I might not have made it out of Hell's Canyon!
On the way to Red Rocks Rally we avoided the snow, but had cold rain going over Wolf Creek Pass on 160 thru SW Colorado. Rounding a curve we saw a significant amount of rockfall of various sizes on our two lanes, but thankfully the outside of the curve was clear and the four Spyders were able to slow and swing wide around the rocks and boulders. The signs for Falling Rocks are especially apt after a rain and during spring thaw in the mountains. The clearance of 4 1/2 inches doesn't allow you to straddle much of a rock:pray:
And thus was born the old saying: "Hell's Canyon hath no fury like a woman cow-pied".....or something like thatQuote:
Originally Posted by easysuper
As others have said just to the inside of front tires:thumbup: in dodge maneuvers however just ain't so ez:p so under mirrors/foot pegs or floorboards whatever you may have adds good comfort zone between all tires & fits lil more padding room than "just". :2thumbs:
Ez practice routine find an empty parking lot to play on & randomly litter dixi cups. Make few in planned laps in various directions. & PLZ pick up you trash when done. I say Dixie cups because they are cheap,small & not gonna damage anything if you do crush one. Some may say tennis balls & they work too but can get pinched like a watermelon seed & shoot out , not to mention possible attraction of random dogs. (May just be a local thing?) My safety class instructor also recommended them just for mini cones when practicing the trading course described in owners manual :coffee:
This forum NEEDS an "LOL" button along with "Thank" and "Like."Quote:
Originally Posted by HankD
I totally agree. I read that remark and still chuckle about it.Quote:
Originally Posted by mark4Jesus
Identify the obstacle but focus on the safest route around it. :thumbup:Quote:
Originally Posted by Bob Denman
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Originally Posted by Triple B
It's called "Hank Humor"....you either like it or think I'm disturbed, sometimes both. :thumbup:
Yeah, old thread, but interesting. There is a place in upstate NY, Mohawk Valley, called Stone Arabia. There are Amish farms up and down the highway for 40 miles. The black buggies are 1 or 2 horsepower and they leave meadow muffins all over the highway. During the day, if you are paying attention, you can miss most of them. If it is drizzling rain and the kids in the buggies are waving at you, and you are laughing because the father is slapping them side of the head for waving at some long hair, bearded biker on a Harley chopper, and you are running through the rain melted meadow muffins on the highway. The front tire is throwing them on the front of the engine and the pipe coming out of the front cylinder. They are cooking on there. You don't notice anything until you get to a small town and stop at a red light. Then the smell comes up and just about chokes you.
Yes, I always waved back at the kids in the black buggies.