Taking pictures is risky….

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Met this poor French man today in Morocco, he stopped to take a picture and forgot to put the handbrake on….😳

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If that was me messing up like that, taking a picture of me and my van would be risky too :giggle:
I’m used to that sort of reactions.
Came off my motorbike in the middle of a fast flowing river, bike disappeared, I floated off downstream-air caught in waterproofs acting like a swimming tube.
All the men with me just dived after the bike, one got his camera out and got photos!
Shame I can’t find those pics!

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I put the bike on it's side stand to dismount in my driveway.

Leant the bike over and.... the side stand wasn't fully out so the bike went uncerimoniously over. I went over with it and ended up on the wood pile.

Managed to wiggle free from under it but couldn't pick the bike up on my own as the low side was on the wood pile.

So I dragged it on it's side until I could get to the handlebars and stand it back up.

All caught on my CCTV but the footage mysteriously got deleted :whistle2:
 
Leant the bike over and.... the side stand wasn't fully out so the bike went uncerimoniously over. I went over with it and ended up on the wood pile.
Been there, done similar with a fully fuelled BMW GS1200 Adventure. You then find out how heavy they are. ;)
 
Been there, done similar with a fully fuelled BMW GS1200 Adventure. You then find out how heavy they are. ;)

Been there. In a hurry....filled up a BMW K1100T while sat on it. Finished filling, kicked the side stand down and in the same cool movement quickly leapt off the bike to pay. I didn't notice the gutter that the stand sat in. 3 steps away, I heard the crunch of panniers.
 
Lighter than a fully fuelled up R1150GS with the 40Lit Touratech tank and the shopping in the panniers I would guess....

:doh:
Probably, it only had a 33l tank and metal top box at the time.

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I'd bought my RT a few days earlier. Popped on the side stand while I went to the shop. Looked out the window just in time to see a woman quickly reverse her car towards the bike, from the side stand side.

She knocked it over, I ran out and lifted it up in one swift movement. My anger was off the scale, but at the same time I was feeling quite chuffed that I'd lift it up on my own.

It then dawned on me that I'd never mastered the art of getting on the bike by putting my LEFT leg over the seat....!
 
Around 1966 one of my first bikes was a Dot scrambler with a 250cc Villiers engine, pig to start with an 11/2 amal carb.
Anyway outside my mates and there's a couple of birds walking towards us, so I decide to do a wheely, rev the engine, drop to the back on the seat and haul on the handle bars and up she comes, unfortunately she kept going and I end up in the road with the bike on top me me.
Girls where certainly impressed, but not in the way I hoped.
 
The front tells a different story, it’s up over some big rocks, it’s going to cause a lot of damage if they just pull it out…🤔
If it ran down the road and hit another vehicle it could be way more expensive. I wonder if he's used to driving a car with an automatic hand brake both ours have now using a handbrake would not be a habit anymore
 
Been there. In a hurry....filled up a BMW K1100T while sat on it. Finished filling, kicked the side stand down and in the same cool movement quickly leapt off the bike to pay. I didn't notice the gutter that the stand sat in. 3 steps away, I heard the crunch of panniers.
I did something similar on a K100RT outside Rockys fried chicken on the Bath Road at Heathrow where there was an audience, the side stand went down a pothole and over we went, all the blokes in the queue were laughing but didn't come over to help, presumably because they didn’t want to loose their place, but a very nice Indian lady helped me pick it up, bless her.

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I did something similar on a K100RT outside Rockys fried chicken on the Bath Road at Heathrow where there was an audience, the side stand went down a pothole and over we went, all the blokes in the queue were laughing but didn't come over to help, presumably because they didn’t want to loose their place, but a very nice Indian lady helped me pick it up, bless her.

One time, I was in Crawley to quickly pick up some printing. I parked opposite the printers, in a bus stop, but I was only going to be a minute. The job was ready, but I hadn't accounted for one small detail: the printing was in two four-foot-long, 6-inch-thick bloody tubes

With the entire bus queue as my audience, I wrestled to attach these unwieldy tubes to my bike. Eventually, I managed it; one end perched on the rear pillion, the others sticking three feet into the air, secured with a bungee around the top box. Not the most elegant solution, but it held.

Even though the tubes were now firmly in place, I could tell some in the queue weren't done being entertained. They'd figured out that my next challenge; actually getting onto the bike; might be worth watching. And to be fair, they weren't wrong.

Back then, I was thin and fit, so I channelled my inner martial artist. With a display of core strength that would've made Mr. Miyagi proud, I lifted my knee to my chest, extended my leg forward, and executed what can only be described as a perfect Crane Kick onto the seat. A flourish. A triumph.

I could sense the crowd's disappointment, I had pulled it off. Not one to let a moment like this go to waste, I fired up the engine, gave a few celebratory BERP BLURPS on the throttle, looked over my shoulder and pulled away with style.

I travelled exactly eight inches. The disc lock bit into my calliper, and I violently dropped it.
 
Come on. We've all done it at some time haven't we.
In my case I had a very narrow escape from disaster on one occasion.....Phew, that was close.
 
I travelled exactly eight inches. The disc lock bit into my calliper, and I violently dropped it.
Sorry to laugh, but there, but for the grace of God have so many of us been. I've lost count of the zero mph tumbles i've taken, yesterday my bike had one when I was trying to get it on the paddock stand by myself, luckily it fell onto the grass next to the hard standing pitch I was on and no damage was done.
 
In the late 60s I had a royal Enfield Crusader sports which the kick-start lever clevis pin had broken this did not deter me as I would do a TT start run with the bike in second gear clutch pulled in then jump on the bike and let the clutch out and away we would go.
Anyway this particular day I ran with the bike jumped on and instead of landing on the footrest I landed on the rear brake pedal and was catapulted over the handle bars.
I then soon replaced the Kickstart with a new clevis pin.
 
I travelled exactly eight inches. The disc lock bit into my calliper, and I violently dropped it.

I did that on my MZ ETZ 125 outside Tesco....

I still remember the split second change from total confusion and surprise to realising what a stupid fool I'd been to 'ouch'.

No harm done thankfully.

I also had a shoelace come undone and wrap itself to the footpeg on the MZ. That was also a surprise when coming to a stop and finding my foot firmly tied to the peg. "TIMBER!!!"

Then there was the time I popped my K100RT on it's centre stand to fill up petrol only to discover it had one of the early centre stands that were hollow and after over twenty years of filling up with water it had finally rusted through from the inside....

New wing mirror and a battle scar to the fairing. Could have been worse.

Then there was the time my good lady wife reversed into my 1150 and knocked it over, the time I stopped at a red light in London when the minicab behind me didn't, the time I hit some rocks that were buried in the sand in the Sahara, the time when....

Fair to say that my bike is far from 'showroom' now :D
 
Think I have only ever had one clanger caught on video. Skiing is not my forte!




My brother had his wall demolished by an American couple in a motorhome on holiday. Late and lost at night, they stopped to look at a map and hadn’t realised they had started to roll till they hit his wall. :-(

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