Showing posts with label scooter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scooter. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Slowly feeling better...
Tomorrow, it will have been two weeks since I wrecked on my scooter. For having managed to not break any bones, it's certainly taking long enough for me to heal! I am finally feeling better though. I guess at 44 years old, you don't bounce back as quickly as you did at 18! And I did bounce pretty good on the pavement. :)
I went out to the shed yesterday for the first time since the accident, and got into the seat storage compartment on the scooter to get my jacket out of it. Since I was feeling much better compared to the day I last put the scooter away, I checked it out, and found that it wasn't too badly damaged at all. The wind-screen was busted in half, (no big deal there, the rest just needs to be unscrewed and it can go away). The right hand mirror is broken in half, and there are some small scratches down the right-hand rear side. It seems I came out of the accident worse than it did. Everything electrical seemed to be working fine, didn't even bust a tail-light. I didn't feel up to starting it, but I did ride it home about six miles after the crash, so I'm sure it still runs just fine as well.
I should be able to get close to what I paid for it this summer when i put it up for sale. I hate the thought of putting it up for sale, I've put less than 50 miles on it, and have yet to ride it in decent weather. Even though I'd been riding it in 30 some degree weather, it was still a lot of fun. I haven't even been able to just go out on a fun jaunt on it. My experience with healing though has made it obvious to me that I'd be better off leaving scooter riding to those younger than me. I felt really bad that night in the E.R. watching my wife sit worriedly next to me for 5 hours. She deserves better than to have to worry each time I'd go out on it. Funny thing is though, she's the one that's always wanting to have these "wild adventures". Thing is, wild adventures end up badly about as often as they do well!
I went out to the shed yesterday for the first time since the accident, and got into the seat storage compartment on the scooter to get my jacket out of it. Since I was feeling much better compared to the day I last put the scooter away, I checked it out, and found that it wasn't too badly damaged at all. The wind-screen was busted in half, (no big deal there, the rest just needs to be unscrewed and it can go away). The right hand mirror is broken in half, and there are some small scratches down the right-hand rear side. It seems I came out of the accident worse than it did. Everything electrical seemed to be working fine, didn't even bust a tail-light. I didn't feel up to starting it, but I did ride it home about six miles after the crash, so I'm sure it still runs just fine as well.
I should be able to get close to what I paid for it this summer when i put it up for sale. I hate the thought of putting it up for sale, I've put less than 50 miles on it, and have yet to ride it in decent weather. Even though I'd been riding it in 30 some degree weather, it was still a lot of fun. I haven't even been able to just go out on a fun jaunt on it. My experience with healing though has made it obvious to me that I'd be better off leaving scooter riding to those younger than me. I felt really bad that night in the E.R. watching my wife sit worriedly next to me for 5 hours. She deserves better than to have to worry each time I'd go out on it. Funny thing is though, she's the one that's always wanting to have these "wild adventures". Thing is, wild adventures end up badly about as often as they do well!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
My new ride...not so new now!
Well, I don't have a picture of it to show you, but I managed to have a wreck on my new scooter Sunday afternoon. I'm just now feeling well enough to sit at the computer and type this up. I lucked out and didn't break anything, or worse yet, die! I did get pretty banged up, and my scooter isn't in such mint condition anymore.
I was going around a corner that I'd negotiated four or five times in the past week with no problem. I swung out a little wide to avoid a depression in the intersection and wound up losing control on some loose gravel left behind by snow-melt. I hit the curb, the scooter flipped around 180 degrees and I flew off and slid about five feet along the ground. Thank GOD, there were several wonderful people in the traffic around me. One gentleman stopped, got out of his car and after checking to see if I was all right, helped me get the scooter out of the street. Several other motorists and one policeman stopped and asked if I was ok. I'm really grateful to each of these people who took time out from their commutes to help me / check up on me, I didn't think people would do that anymore.
I was hurting badly, but was able to pick up all the pieces lying along the street, get back on the scooter (after assuring myself it was safe enough to ride) and continued on home. My wife was none too happy with me (she didn't like the fact I'd got the scooter in the first place), but she was more concerned about my health. After a couple hours at home, I decided that my wife was right and that I should go to the E.R. and get checked out. Long story short, I had no serious damage, but it was going to be a couple of rough days while recuperating. I feel better enough now, I should be back to work tomorrow, (minus the scooter). I guess I'm going to buff the scratches out of it the best I can, and put it up on the market. I promised the wife that I'd not ride it anymore, it's not worth the worry and pain I'd be putting her through, just to ride the scooter back and forth to work.
I was going around a corner that I'd negotiated four or five times in the past week with no problem. I swung out a little wide to avoid a depression in the intersection and wound up losing control on some loose gravel left behind by snow-melt. I hit the curb, the scooter flipped around 180 degrees and I flew off and slid about five feet along the ground. Thank GOD, there were several wonderful people in the traffic around me. One gentleman stopped, got out of his car and after checking to see if I was all right, helped me get the scooter out of the street. Several other motorists and one policeman stopped and asked if I was ok. I'm really grateful to each of these people who took time out from their commutes to help me / check up on me, I didn't think people would do that anymore.
I was hurting badly, but was able to pick up all the pieces lying along the street, get back on the scooter (after assuring myself it was safe enough to ride) and continued on home. My wife was none too happy with me (she didn't like the fact I'd got the scooter in the first place), but she was more concerned about my health. After a couple hours at home, I decided that my wife was right and that I should go to the E.R. and get checked out. Long story short, I had no serious damage, but it was going to be a couple of rough days while recuperating. I feel better enough now, I should be back to work tomorrow, (minus the scooter). I guess I'm going to buff the scratches out of it the best I can, and put it up on the market. I promised the wife that I'd not ride it anymore, it's not worth the worry and pain I'd be putting her through, just to ride the scooter back and forth to work.
Friday, March 14, 2008
My new ride
Well, with the price of gas soaring through the roof, and the break-down of my old vehicle I got back to forth to work in, I've opted for a new style of transport...behold my new ride which I've named "Git-Git".
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