06.28
My Bike Fell Over
As is becoming usual these days, my Dave-luck meter plummeted to zero yesterday morning and my shiny new BMW f650 GS fell off the kickstand in the parking lot at work. I parked it, got off, unhooked and removed the topcase from the back, took my helmet off and proceeded to take about 5 steps when I heard a sickening crunch. I turned around and saw La Muerte Negra laying on her side. I guess it was only a matter of time. Whenever you get something really nice you just grit your teeth and wait for the inevitable first oops to come along and bite you. I just wish it had happened on some kind of cool off-roading adventure or cross country trip instead of in the parking lot at work. At least then I could have saved my ego a bit. As it happened there was no cool factor at all.
Here’s the “carnage”:
The Black Death. Fear her and her broken turn signal.
The turn signal lens popped off of the signal housing and broke the inner screw peg off.
There were a couple of scratches on the grip weights and clutch lever.
Couple of scratches on the exhaust pipe heat spreader.
The fender took the worst of it. I’ll probably end up replacing it or filling it in with touchup paint.
