Monday, 25 June 2012

Bikers

The old saying goes:

There are 2 types of biker, those that have fallen and those that will fall.

Another old saying says you aren't a biker until you've fallen.

I follow the first more than the second, but the second allows me to underscore an important moment for my eldest. She fell off the GN yesterday ... all by herself. No real damage to her or the bike, count one bruise, one indicator lens, and the mirror.

Of course it was her own fault, of course it was because she was going too fast, of course she had all her gear on, and of course she fault like an idiot afterwards. Moving on, she won't do that again.

That being: she climbed on, and gunned it quite a bit harder than she should have. I gestured for her to slow down, and um, she didn't. To be fair she did, just not enough. The fall happened under 5km/h, as the finest falls do.

We live and learn, and now the young rider has a decent amount of respect for the machine and speeds involved. Be grateful for gear, helmets and gloves and thick jackets ... dad is an **** when it comes to gear but he's right, even slow falls can get you hurt.

Welcome to bikerhood bikermouse ... no more of this falling business ok?

;-)

5 comments:

K said...

Her adventure has now truly begun.............

david said...

Yes ... adventure, just the right word.
:)
peace and love K

Aquila ka Hecate said...

My first fall was at age 16, on my first bike, a Suzi A80, lime green...I was prectising in the garden (we had a huge garden in Salisbury) by lifting the "maid" on the back.
One fall in the dirt -also one broken indicator and a side mirror, but my dirt-scrape required a tetanus shot. I still have the scar.

Love,
T in J

david said...

*smile*
And look at you now ...
*wink*

Aaah falling off machines ... ain't we all daft?
Hahahaha

peace and love to you too T :)

Aquila ka Hecate said...

Oh yeah, forgot to add..my Dad taught me to ride, too.I am forever grateful.
Love
T in J