Son down (mildly)

As he set off this morning on his newly-legal (for him) 250, I warned
him: the roads are going to be icy and slippery.

Five miles later, too hard a handful of front brake, and goodbye front
wheel, hello nicely bloody knee, goodbye windscreen.

Other damage limited, amazingly, to really minor scrapes on headlight
rim and the ball end of the brake lever. Cheap naked 250s[1] rock.

[1] Honda CD250, in this case.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, The Older

Put a fatherly arm around his shoulder, give him a paternal hug, and
whisper small words of encouragement in his ear.

"Clumsy ****" would do nicely.

 

Oops. GWS.

 

In

Rite of passage GWS that lad


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(The Older Gentleman) wrote in

Tell him I've got a first aid certificate and a couple of days off work.
I'm sure he will feel better pretty rapidly...

 

They all do that, sir.

But how the **** does someone grab too much front brake on THAT?

 

Or "While you've been crashing, platy's daughter has been partying in
Berlin. You need to raise your game."

 

I thought that 'down (mildly)' was going to be like
'As virtuous men passe mildly away.'
Fortunately it isn't.

 

I managed to lock the front wheel (okay, in the wet) on my CG125
(makes Sign of Holy Pushrods) and lunch the thing. The bars were a
good few degrees out from true afterwards; Dad kicked it straight for
me though.

 

That's what did it. GWS TOG junior.

 

C'est le métier qui rentre, as we say here.

 

I managed to ride both my bikes today without incident. This may be a
record. They're both clean(ish), too.

The RGV could do with some less-wanky brakes - for something that only
weighs 140kg or so (dry), it takes a good handful to get any effect,
whereas even glancing in the general direction of the front brake lever
on the SV is like hitting a brick wall.

Between that and what might be the iffy choke, I foresee some serious
time spent fucking things up in the garage.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Ofnuts

SPEAK FUCKING ENGLISH, YOU WOG **** as we say here.

 

If I were to attempt such a thing, "fucking things up" would be the
only possible outcome, which is why I don't...

 

Eeek, I suppose a mild one early one is a learning experience but ABS would
be a good next move!

 

BTDT because I didn't take note of warnings from others first either.

 

Oh yes, luckily it was a landrover so I slid some distance underneath
without incident.

 

Tandem piston front caliper, believe it or not. None of your old Benly
single leading shoe drum front brakes on this baby.

 

It's not something I've grown out of.

 

Yeah - hearing the slidy ssssssss noise from behind is *much* worse then
hearing the rubber squealing noise from behind[1].

BTD both, although it is seriously wierd to be pushed along the ice by
the car behind at walking speed.

[1] Cured by more lube, normally.