Did a (Laugh In) the other nite!

[Vulcan Bob]

Remember the show "Laugh In" with the guy on the tricycle? Well the other nite returning home on my XR1200, stopped at a stop sign and went to put my right foot down at the stop. My trouser cuff caught on the rear master cyl. shield and I couldent put my foot down and couldent get it loose. Was already leaned over to the right and couldent right myself, well over I went and there I was on my side wth the bike on my leg provideing amusement for the folks across the street sitting on thier front porch! Well no real damage to the bike other than a bent brake lever and my ego, my leg cushioned the impact I guess. The last time I was down was in 1986 when a front brake caliper seized up on me unexpectedly with bad results. Guess I was due!

 

[ingmansinc]

You should change your name to Arte Johnson. BTW they call that pulling an Arte Johnson.

 

[morsecode]

Sounds like a good time!

I did likewise once with an old Suzuki, waiting to pull out from a 7-11. Put my foot down on an oil patch, flipped horizontal, hung in the air sideways for a second ala Wiley Coyote, and body slammed with my leg pinned beneath the carnage. The woman behind me started beeping, like I was intentionally making her late for a hair appointment or something.

 

[Smith357]

I have had a few of those inadvertent dumps, generally they happen during a mental lapse and I'll put my foot down on an oil slick or some pea gravel. Thankfully the only thing to get hurt during these episodes are ones pride.

 

[DeathGrip]

"Veeeery intersting,but stupid"

Arte Johnson

 

[Bib]

I did that on a Yamaha street/trail bike that I had when I got out of high school. The 'ol pant-leg-over-the-kick-starter trick. yep.....it was the early 70's.....bell-bottom jeans!

 

[jed]

Arte Johnson

Velly intellesting! I'm sure!

jed

 

[TNDixieGirl]

I did something similar on a Honda Shadow years ago. We'd pulled into a parking lot made of gravel, and when I put my foot down, the rocks moved underneath my foot, and over I went. Didn't hurt me or the bike though as I knew I couldn't recover it, so I simply stepped off and laid it down rather gently.

My Dad made fun of me a little by commenting "I can't believe you haven't had one incident in this 8 hour ride, but once we get to our destination, you lay it over just like you planned it that way".

 

[winchester1]

Bob,
I'm glad you weren't hurt, you're lucky the pipes didn't burn the crap out of your leg!

 

[Vulcan Bob]

Hey Jeff, I wear high top wellington boots, it got a bit warm but the leather boot tops protected my leg. Well stupid is as stupid does! I had her out today, remained upright!

 

[Spotteddog]

When I was young and immortal I once was getting off a hardtail Skirtster chopper to go in to purchase another rack of road soda's at a bait emporium/road house. I failed the field sobriety portion of the test, by not lowering the kick stand before getting off. Another time, after a grueling 80+MPH phase of a Sturgis run, I discovered the same bike had lost it's spring, retainer and pin for the kick stand elsewhere on the lonesome highway. Everywhere I parked in till I got to Hog Heaven to buy another, I had to prop the scooter up against a wall like Lee Marvin's horse in "Cat Ballou".

 

[Kanevex]

Oh man! I've done this numerous times on my Monster, on both sides of the bike. Now the clutch AND brake lever are "Road Shortened".

I would fix it but Italian bike parts are STUPID expensive.

 

[westcoast362]

It's such a helpless feeling, you can't put your foot where you want it, no matter how hard you try. You know you're going over, and there is nothing you can do about it. Try to look cool.

 

[whitecoyote]

Glad to hear your ok.
Did it look something like this?
YouTube - Pee Wee's Big Adventure - Bike Flip

 

[jlrhiner]

Back in around 1977 I was tooling down PCH and flirting with an attractive young lady in a halter driving a convertible. Being in the Navy, I was wearing my bell-bottomed dungarees. My preferred method of transport at that time was a 1958 DuoGlide, slightly raked and extended with the shifter moved to under my left arm. So, I attempt to pull off at a stop and I push in on the clutch and try to shift in to nuetral, and the shifter is bound and wont move. I try depressing the clutch a couple of times, but it won't come loose. In the mean time, I arrive at the stop sign. I go to put my right foot down, and, you guessed it, the bell bottom went over the kick start lever. So to recap, our hero is at a stop sign, (stopped!) with an attractive-well endowed target watching his every move, one foot on the clutch, the other over the kickstart lever. No one in the history of Arte Johnson's has ever performed a more perfect one. I still wake up at night with the vision of her hanging over the side of the convertible asking me if I was allright. (She was SO concerned )