Thought I'd post up here for my FZ6-Forum friends.
Well, I have now had my first get-off up in the Santa Monica mountains yesterday. It was the last hairpin turn on Piuma (the one that's so tight it has that convex mirror near that fire road that lets out there) before you get to Las Virgenes / Malibu Canyon Road.
malibu ca - Google Maps
or malibu ca - Google Maps
That link should take you to the "street view" of the berm where my bike ended up.
Here are my pictures of it:
Damage to the bike:
Also the bar end and the mirror are a bit scuffed up, but not too bad. The shifter was also bent back some, but I tweaked it back after I got home.
I am completely unharmed. The 1-piece Teknik is a little scuffed on the left hip and ass, but that's about it. My left cheap-ass Teknik gauntlet is pretty shredded in the palm, on one of the thinnest parts. It will definitely need to be replaced and I am kind of shocked at how badly it fared compared to my leathers and boots, which are scuffed but really not bad looking at all.
I was coming down Piuma (having gone up from Las Flores Canyon) and was going quite slow, at or below the posted limit. It's a very tight turn and that silty sand must have blended in with the asphalt with the light the way that it was. I didn't see it at all until I went back to look for it.
I was making the turn, and about mid corner (not applying too much gas, just enough to carry the momentum) suddenly I am looking at the exit of the turn sideways, and the bike is skidding in front of me towards that dirt hillside. I slid just a little and hopped right up, ran over to the bike and shut off the key (it had quit running). I was able to pick up the bike, move it out of the crash zone a ways, and give it a once over before anyone else even came by (another group of bikes).
So, it was a rather short ride (in the mountains at least). I did pull over in that park off of Las Virgenes to take the fairings off, check everything out (brake lines, coolant hoses, the frame, tires, etc.) and clean it up, which gave me a while to get my head straight before riding home. Thankfully I am fine except for my damn crash-damaged bike. I think I will probably try to sand down the case a little bit and rattle-can it black with that bar-b-que paint I have. I may paint little black "wings" or accents on the upper fairing (I'd do both sides so that it matches) where it was ground down.
What a bummer. I turned 8,000 miles on my way home too.
Well, I have now had my first get-off up in the Santa Monica mountains yesterday. It was the last hairpin turn on Piuma (the one that's so tight it has that convex mirror near that fire road that lets out there) before you get to Las Virgenes / Malibu Canyon Road.
malibu ca - Google Maps
or malibu ca - Google Maps
That link should take you to the "street view" of the berm where my bike ended up.
Here are my pictures of it:
Damage to the bike:
Also the bar end and the mirror are a bit scuffed up, but not too bad. The shifter was also bent back some, but I tweaked it back after I got home.
I am completely unharmed. The 1-piece Teknik is a little scuffed on the left hip and ass, but that's about it. My left cheap-ass Teknik gauntlet is pretty shredded in the palm, on one of the thinnest parts. It will definitely need to be replaced and I am kind of shocked at how badly it fared compared to my leathers and boots, which are scuffed but really not bad looking at all.
I was coming down Piuma (having gone up from Las Flores Canyon) and was going quite slow, at or below the posted limit. It's a very tight turn and that silty sand must have blended in with the asphalt with the light the way that it was. I didn't see it at all until I went back to look for it.
I was making the turn, and about mid corner (not applying too much gas, just enough to carry the momentum) suddenly I am looking at the exit of the turn sideways, and the bike is skidding in front of me towards that dirt hillside. I slid just a little and hopped right up, ran over to the bike and shut off the key (it had quit running). I was able to pick up the bike, move it out of the crash zone a ways, and give it a once over before anyone else even came by (another group of bikes).
So, it was a rather short ride (in the mountains at least). I did pull over in that park off of Las Virgenes to take the fairings off, check everything out (brake lines, coolant hoses, the frame, tires, etc.) and clean it up, which gave me a while to get my head straight before riding home. Thankfully I am fine except for my damn crash-damaged bike. I think I will probably try to sand down the case a little bit and rattle-can it black with that bar-b-que paint I have. I may paint little black "wings" or accents on the upper fairing (I'd do both sides so that it matches) where it was ground down.
What a bummer. I turned 8,000 miles on my way home too.
Glad you're ok!:thumbup:
