My Final Ride


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rodee71
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My Final Ride

Post by rodee71 » Tue Aug 13, 2019 4:05 pm



Well, after a couple of days of naps and shopping/banking excursions, I thought I'd tell you guys a little about what happened to my motorcycle. Karen and I are retired, but we decided to keep active by working 30 or so hours a week 6 months a year as campground hosts for American Land and Leisure, a contractor who supplies manpower to the National Forestry Service to run the campgrounds in eleven different states. We started at Seneca Shadows campground in Seneca Rocks, WV, about 2 hours from home June 4th. On July 1st, Karen went home to take care of business and I decided to take a ride down to another of our campgrounds to see if we might want to work at that campground next year. I had done around 250 miles and was 30 miles from our campground on my way back when I pulled over in Franklin, WV on Hwy 33 around 9:00 pm to take a break and add a jacket under my Joe Rocket MC jacket due to the dropping temps. When I pulled out to go, my headlight went out. No problem, I had enough street light to safely pull over at an Exxon station. I could not find the problem and decided that the bulb had blown. I called the area manager who stays at our campground to bring a trailer and pick me up. At around 9:45 the fun began. When he arrives, I start the bike up to load it and the headlight COMES ON! Well, us riders know what a pain it is to load up and strap down a bike safely, and, because I had the same trailer at home, I knew the bike was a little longer than the trailer by about 4" which would prevent us from latching the ramp in place. We could have thrown the ramp in the back of his pickup, but we didn't. So, I decided to ride it on in and he would lead the way and keep an eye on my headlight. A mile north and brother, the whole thing fell apart. I hit what had to be fog or low clouds at the same time that I hit gravel that had washed onto the road due to an earlier shower passing thru, while approaching a 25 mph switchback curve that I knew was there and was slowing down for. The perfect storm! I was totally disoriented because of the reflection of the headlight on the fog. Fred said he was watching in the rearview as the bike swapped ends. He said all he saw was taillights and I was doing about 40 mph backwards. I vaguely remember trying to lay the bike down, tires in front and that's all I remember about that. I was apparently thrown off and landed on my head, smashing my helmet, which then flew off, leaving my face clear to polish the asphalt. As I regained consciousness, I saw Fred and my bike 30 feet away on the other side of the road. The bike was stuck between the guardrail and the gravel and he was calling my name looking down a 100 foot dropoff, thinking I had flown over the rail. He finally heard me moaning and ran to help me. I was laying in a rock-lined side ditch and passed out again. When I woke up a few minutes later, I saw the headlights of a car pulling over. A woman runs over to me and begins to comfort me. She tells me to lie still, she is going to hold my head in her lap. She then tells me that she's a nurse! My angel. Fred takes her car back to Franklin and calls for help since there was no service there. A few minutes later, the rescue squad is transporting me to a heli-pad and after a 45 min ride, I'm being operated on at UVA by a wonderful group of doctors, inserting a rod and some screws and wires to repair the broken 5th disc in my neck, and the rest is history. I came home Sunday July 14th, after 13/14 days. Caring Angels stopped in to set up my home rehab, but decided that none was necessary and released me to Karen.Tomorrow, the staples on the surgery incision are being removed at UVA, and then it's up to the Higher Power to complete my recovery. I am blessed. I know that your prayers for me were heard and I thank you all for that. I know now that God hears your prayers, even when you don't have time to say them. I owe Him everything. I am Blessed.
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AZgl1800
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Re: My Final Ride

Post by AZgl1800 » Tue Aug 13, 2019 8:08 pm

Glad you are going to be okay, suspect your riding days are over now.


We attended the Seneca Rocks Goldwing NASSIR rally there 2 years ago.
My daughter had an incident with a deer nearing the next town north of there.
That deer totalled her car.

Like you, no cell service, a woman who witnessed the deer flying over the bushes and colliding with her car, stopped, and then drove on north to call 911...

she was safe, the car protected her, but we left it in Seneca Rocks and rented a truck to pull our trailer home.

Hwy 33 has a nasty way of messing with GPS units.... we found that out the hard way.
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rodee71
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1993 1500 Aspencade

Re: My Final Ride

Post by rodee71 » Wed Aug 14, 2019 2:22 am

So glad your daughter is safe. Rt. 33 is bad enough during the day, but stay off of it at night. Yes, 3 months ago we had 2 GW's, sold one, and now this, and my neck is in a metal cage, fused in 4 places, so my riding days are over. Just glad to be alive.

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Re: My Final Ride

Post by WingAdmin » Wed Aug 14, 2019 9:48 am

Very glad you're here to tell us the story! Here's hoping you heal up quickly.

What kind of helmet is that, that gave up its life protecting yours?

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Re: My Final Ride

Post by brettchallenger » Thu Aug 15, 2019 6:07 am

That gravel that washes down after a rain storm is awful stuff. It is bad enough when you encounter it in the day light - it always seems to be on bends too. Glad you came through this if not intact, at least in one piece. You have my prayers for a continued recovery.


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