RockyRoads
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- Aug 28, 2003
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One of the critical factors for me in deciding what new bike to get recently was whether the bike was “user friendly” (by my definition: easy to start, my feet can touch the ground, and easy to maneuver at varying speeds). I am starting to ride a lot by myself, and one of my worst fears was the thought of crashing on a hill and not being able to pick my bike up or get it started again. Well, the “hill crash” happened last week when I was out riding by myself--I did manage to finally get back down the hill. I thought I’d share my experience with others who might have had similar fears:
The crash happened at Carnegie as I was making my way up a fairly steep grade that was rutted and rocky, with an up-hill, left-hand hairpin at the end; the months of no rain had caused the piles of loose dirt to feel like powdery silt. I’d ridden around that hairpin a dozen times before with no problems. As I was coming up to the corner, however, I downshifted from third gear into second, only to hit a false neutral. Oops! I tried to slow down by using both front and rear brakes, but I also pulled in the clutch and tried to kick the shifter down; my weight wasn’t over the front of the bike enough, and the bike lost momentum and flipped over backwards. When the dust settled, I was on the ground on my left side, with the bike on top, and the front wheel pointing at an angle downhill. I was a bit stunned, but got out from under the bike quickly. Then I noticed that gas was trickling out of the tank drain tube due to the downhill angle of the front end (I had a full tank). I wanted to turn the bike around from facing downhill so that I could stop the gas leak; so I grabbed the rear tire to pull it downward along the ground. I was a bit flustered from the crash and almost burned myself on the hot pipe--Yeow! I managed to pull the rear tire around so that the bike was now lying on its left side facing uphill, and the gas leak stopped.
Picking the bike up was fairly simple—I squatted, then grabbed the left handle with my left hand and the rear subframe with my right hand, and lifted the bike up using the power of my legs. My bike, a CRF230F, supposedly weighs 238 pounds dry, and I’m not sure how much when it’s fully loaded with liquids, as mine was that day--Honda did a good job with the balance of bike parts, because the weight was not unbearable.
So there I was, trying to maintain solid footing on the slippery surface, holding the bike upright, facing uphill, and thinking, “Okay, what do I do now?” The bike was still in gear, so at least it wasn’t rolling down the hill. Considering all of my options, I decided that the best thing would be to get the bike turned around and then go back down the hill. The trail wasn’t too narrow but had a steep drop-off on one side and a ditch against the hillside on the other. Using the clutch and brake, I inched the bike backwards (and heaved it forwards when necessary) until it was finally perpendicular to the trail, with me holding it up on the downward side. I thought about trying to get back on the bike at this point, but I was concerned about still having to turn the bike downhill with my left foot not being able to touch the ground on the sloped side. And I had to move quickly because I was blocking the trail and concerned about being T-boned by someone coming downhill around the corner (there weren’t very many riders out that day, but I kept listening for other bikes). So I continued to use the clutch and brake to inch the bike forwards (and heave it backwards) and turn the front wheel down the hill. Finally, I had the bike so that I was facing downhill. I thought I would easily be able to get on the bike, but trying to balance the bike on the slippery ground and throw my leg over the seat didn’t work—the rear of the bike was uphill, and I couldn’t swing my leg high enough to get it over the tail section (believe me, I tried and tried). I even tried putting the kickstand down to try to get some leverage, but the slope of the hill caused the stand to immediately slip backward and the bike to roll forward (not a good thing).
At this point, I was hot and sweaty. I looked downhill and was discouraged at the long stretch of ruts and loose soil. I used the clutch and front brake to slowly inch my way down the hill, slipping and sliding along the way. About 2/3 of the way down, I came across a slight whoop, where I was able to get the front end level so that I could finally swing my leg over the seat. Woo hoo! With a push of the electric start button (thank you, Honda), I was off down the hill!
I’d like to say that I turned around and tried that hill and corner again that day, but I didn’t. However, the crash really bugged me, as I had done that corner so many times previously. So, I did go back the next day. As I was shifting down to go into that same corner, I hate to admit it but I absolutely froze. My mind convinced me that I had shifted into a false neutral again. So I stopped the bike dead with both brakes, this time weighting the front of the bike so as to not flip over. So there I was—upright this time, sitting on my bike, but staring at that *@#! corner, thinking, “Okay, now what do I do?” I decided that since I was almost at the corner, I could start my bike and give it enough throttle to continue up the hill. Ha! First, I had to get the bike in neutral to start it; and every time I tried pulling in the clutch (so that I could try to shift into neutral), the bike started sliding down the hill on top of the loose soil (like skiing), no matter how tightly I squeezed the front brake. I was persistent. I finally managed to get the bike in neutral and was trying to push the electric starter, with a death grip on the front brake, but the bike slid backwards down the hill about fifteen feet before I finally went down. Boom—right on the same hip with the three baseball size bruises from the day before. It was so absurd that I had to laugh! At least I kindof knew what to do at this point. I picked the bike up, used the brake and clutch to inch the bike backwards until it was straight across the trail, but this time I had turned the bike so that I was on the uphill side of the bike (unlike the day before when I was on the downside)—that really made a difference. I then balanced the bike and, struggling to maintain a grip with my left foot, swung my right leg over the bike. Yeah! I then started the bike and managed to maneuver the bike forwards and backwards until I finally had it pointed down the hill. And off I went. At least it only took about a quarter of the time the second day to get the bike down the hill, compared to the first day.
I am going to go back to that blasted corner this Friday. I know that I have to overcome the block in my mind and stay relaxed but focused. And, whatever happens, "It's all good!"
The whole process was such a learning experience for me on how to maneuver my bike while holding it up, using balance, the clutch and front brake, dealing with slippery terrain, and also trying to figure out which side of the bike to be on, when (and how) to try to climb back on, when to start the bike again, etc. Things would definitely have been a lot more complicated if I hadn’t had my electric start.
Thanks for listening!!!
Does anyone have any stories to share or advice to give in what they learned about getting their bike back down a hill after getting stuck or crashing?
The crash happened at Carnegie as I was making my way up a fairly steep grade that was rutted and rocky, with an up-hill, left-hand hairpin at the end; the months of no rain had caused the piles of loose dirt to feel like powdery silt. I’d ridden around that hairpin a dozen times before with no problems. As I was coming up to the corner, however, I downshifted from third gear into second, only to hit a false neutral. Oops! I tried to slow down by using both front and rear brakes, but I also pulled in the clutch and tried to kick the shifter down; my weight wasn’t over the front of the bike enough, and the bike lost momentum and flipped over backwards. When the dust settled, I was on the ground on my left side, with the bike on top, and the front wheel pointing at an angle downhill. I was a bit stunned, but got out from under the bike quickly. Then I noticed that gas was trickling out of the tank drain tube due to the downhill angle of the front end (I had a full tank). I wanted to turn the bike around from facing downhill so that I could stop the gas leak; so I grabbed the rear tire to pull it downward along the ground. I was a bit flustered from the crash and almost burned myself on the hot pipe--Yeow! I managed to pull the rear tire around so that the bike was now lying on its left side facing uphill, and the gas leak stopped.
Picking the bike up was fairly simple—I squatted, then grabbed the left handle with my left hand and the rear subframe with my right hand, and lifted the bike up using the power of my legs. My bike, a CRF230F, supposedly weighs 238 pounds dry, and I’m not sure how much when it’s fully loaded with liquids, as mine was that day--Honda did a good job with the balance of bike parts, because the weight was not unbearable.
So there I was, trying to maintain solid footing on the slippery surface, holding the bike upright, facing uphill, and thinking, “Okay, what do I do now?” The bike was still in gear, so at least it wasn’t rolling down the hill. Considering all of my options, I decided that the best thing would be to get the bike turned around and then go back down the hill. The trail wasn’t too narrow but had a steep drop-off on one side and a ditch against the hillside on the other. Using the clutch and brake, I inched the bike backwards (and heaved it forwards when necessary) until it was finally perpendicular to the trail, with me holding it up on the downward side. I thought about trying to get back on the bike at this point, but I was concerned about still having to turn the bike downhill with my left foot not being able to touch the ground on the sloped side. And I had to move quickly because I was blocking the trail and concerned about being T-boned by someone coming downhill around the corner (there weren’t very many riders out that day, but I kept listening for other bikes). So I continued to use the clutch and brake to inch the bike forwards (and heave it backwards) and turn the front wheel down the hill. Finally, I had the bike so that I was facing downhill. I thought I would easily be able to get on the bike, but trying to balance the bike on the slippery ground and throw my leg over the seat didn’t work—the rear of the bike was uphill, and I couldn’t swing my leg high enough to get it over the tail section (believe me, I tried and tried). I even tried putting the kickstand down to try to get some leverage, but the slope of the hill caused the stand to immediately slip backward and the bike to roll forward (not a good thing).
At this point, I was hot and sweaty. I looked downhill and was discouraged at the long stretch of ruts and loose soil. I used the clutch and front brake to slowly inch my way down the hill, slipping and sliding along the way. About 2/3 of the way down, I came across a slight whoop, where I was able to get the front end level so that I could finally swing my leg over the seat. Woo hoo! With a push of the electric start button (thank you, Honda), I was off down the hill!
I’d like to say that I turned around and tried that hill and corner again that day, but I didn’t. However, the crash really bugged me, as I had done that corner so many times previously. So, I did go back the next day. As I was shifting down to go into that same corner, I hate to admit it but I absolutely froze. My mind convinced me that I had shifted into a false neutral again. So I stopped the bike dead with both brakes, this time weighting the front of the bike so as to not flip over. So there I was—upright this time, sitting on my bike, but staring at that *@#! corner, thinking, “Okay, now what do I do?” I decided that since I was almost at the corner, I could start my bike and give it enough throttle to continue up the hill. Ha! First, I had to get the bike in neutral to start it; and every time I tried pulling in the clutch (so that I could try to shift into neutral), the bike started sliding down the hill on top of the loose soil (like skiing), no matter how tightly I squeezed the front brake. I was persistent. I finally managed to get the bike in neutral and was trying to push the electric starter, with a death grip on the front brake, but the bike slid backwards down the hill about fifteen feet before I finally went down. Boom—right on the same hip with the three baseball size bruises from the day before. It was so absurd that I had to laugh! At least I kindof knew what to do at this point. I picked the bike up, used the brake and clutch to inch the bike backwards until it was straight across the trail, but this time I had turned the bike so that I was on the uphill side of the bike (unlike the day before when I was on the downside)—that really made a difference. I then balanced the bike and, struggling to maintain a grip with my left foot, swung my right leg over the bike. Yeah! I then started the bike and managed to maneuver the bike forwards and backwards until I finally had it pointed down the hill. And off I went. At least it only took about a quarter of the time the second day to get the bike down the hill, compared to the first day.
I am going to go back to that blasted corner this Friday. I know that I have to overcome the block in my mind and stay relaxed but focused. And, whatever happens, "It's all good!"
The whole process was such a learning experience for me on how to maneuver my bike while holding it up, using balance, the clutch and front brake, dealing with slippery terrain, and also trying to figure out which side of the bike to be on, when (and how) to try to climb back on, when to start the bike again, etc. Things would definitely have been a lot more complicated if I hadn’t had my electric start.
Thanks for listening!!!
Does anyone have any stories to share or advice to give in what they learned about getting their bike back down a hill after getting stuck or crashing?
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