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Not sure if I shared this here, my memory isn’t what it used to be, but I’ll tell it anyway..
A little over a month ago my brother-in-law brought his Kawasaki Prairie 300 over to ride up in the mountains behind my house, I’m right at the foot of the Cherokee National Forest.
A good friend of mine has several hundred acres that I ride on whenever I get the chance, only about 5 miles or so from my house!
Well he and I are over there riding and everything is going great, about 2 hours into the ride we come down this trail that has a really rough and steep downhill, huge roots, rocks, and water erosion…tends to be a nasty one! This same place just about got me the first time I came down it…I was honestly looking for mine to roll when I finally nailed the gas and just hung on…I’m familiar with the place..
Well, when we get to that point I stopped and warned him to be careful, this is the place we talked about…watch what I do.
I start down this thing and when I get to the really bad parts with the drop-offs at the roots I plant both feel on the left side of the bike, let the right front go out in the air until the left is out of a place to go…then hit the gas…pretty rough stuff but it works.
When I get to the bottom and out of the way, glad to have made it again, I turn to see how he’s doing. About the time my head was looking back up the trail I hear a wreck happening quickly, I see the Kaw rolling over on him and now it’s headed straight for me…quickly!
I hit the gas and by the time his machine hit mine it really didn’t do any damage.
He’s laying up there, pretty much screaming, moaning, yelling at me to help!
I get up to him and he’s shattered his right collar bone, broken 3 ribs in his back, and broke one of his ankles…as well as the obligatory cuts and scrapes..
At this point we were down in a hole with steep grades in and out…not good. I had to just about carry him up the hill we were going to ride up, he said just let me sit here and see if you can get my bike up here.
I tried…no…the Kaw was not going to start…
I start undoing the winches on both machines and the cables still would not reach each other..now he starts with more yelling, the collarbone is coming through the skin with a pretty good amount of blood..he says leave the Kaw and get me outta here!
I wedge him between me and my cooler and try my best to take it easy…really can’t be done as this part out of there just looks like a wide and rocky river bed.
Got him home, about 6 miles or so. Already called my Wife so she called his and she was waiting to take him to the ER…they didn’t really do much and sent him home.
At this point I have to get his bike out of there before ******** find it and it leaves. One of my neighbor’s was working a field, I asked him if he’d help rescue the Kaw…YEP!
He’s got a Honda Pioneer, we load it with one of my long chains and his as well. We get up there and nobody’s been there, good deal. We hook the chain and he is pulling me up this steep climb…yep…chain slips and I go flying backwards, go it stopped about half way down before I get in trouble. He hooks the chain to me again and we get it out. Shortened the chain to about 10 or 12 feet and he pulls me all the way home.
That evening I put the battery of his bike on charge cause we killed it in the woods and now try to see why it wouldn’t start. Didn’t take long…all it did was knock the sparkplug wire off!
He said it doesn’t matter if it starts anymore…he says he ain’t riding with me anymore…or riding period…!
I told him that if had had done what I did he would have probably made it ok…I said you looked like some crazy guy on an electric scooter at Walmart flying over the top of that hill…all ya left out was “Yee Haw”!
He still hurts when he laughs..! :smile2:
A little over a month ago my brother-in-law brought his Kawasaki Prairie 300 over to ride up in the mountains behind my house, I’m right at the foot of the Cherokee National Forest.
A good friend of mine has several hundred acres that I ride on whenever I get the chance, only about 5 miles or so from my house!
Well he and I are over there riding and everything is going great, about 2 hours into the ride we come down this trail that has a really rough and steep downhill, huge roots, rocks, and water erosion…tends to be a nasty one! This same place just about got me the first time I came down it…I was honestly looking for mine to roll when I finally nailed the gas and just hung on…I’m familiar with the place..
Well, when we get to that point I stopped and warned him to be careful, this is the place we talked about…watch what I do.
I start down this thing and when I get to the really bad parts with the drop-offs at the roots I plant both feel on the left side of the bike, let the right front go out in the air until the left is out of a place to go…then hit the gas…pretty rough stuff but it works.
When I get to the bottom and out of the way, glad to have made it again, I turn to see how he’s doing. About the time my head was looking back up the trail I hear a wreck happening quickly, I see the Kaw rolling over on him and now it’s headed straight for me…quickly!
I hit the gas and by the time his machine hit mine it really didn’t do any damage.
He’s laying up there, pretty much screaming, moaning, yelling at me to help!
I get up to him and he’s shattered his right collar bone, broken 3 ribs in his back, and broke one of his ankles…as well as the obligatory cuts and scrapes..
At this point we were down in a hole with steep grades in and out…not good. I had to just about carry him up the hill we were going to ride up, he said just let me sit here and see if you can get my bike up here.
I tried…no…the Kaw was not going to start…
I start undoing the winches on both machines and the cables still would not reach each other..now he starts with more yelling, the collarbone is coming through the skin with a pretty good amount of blood..he says leave the Kaw and get me outta here!
I wedge him between me and my cooler and try my best to take it easy…really can’t be done as this part out of there just looks like a wide and rocky river bed.
Got him home, about 6 miles or so. Already called my Wife so she called his and she was waiting to take him to the ER…they didn’t really do much and sent him home.
At this point I have to get his bike out of there before ******** find it and it leaves. One of my neighbor’s was working a field, I asked him if he’d help rescue the Kaw…YEP!
He’s got a Honda Pioneer, we load it with one of my long chains and his as well. We get up there and nobody’s been there, good deal. We hook the chain and he is pulling me up this steep climb…yep…chain slips and I go flying backwards, go it stopped about half way down before I get in trouble. He hooks the chain to me again and we get it out. Shortened the chain to about 10 or 12 feet and he pulls me all the way home.
That evening I put the battery of his bike on charge cause we killed it in the woods and now try to see why it wouldn’t start. Didn’t take long…all it did was knock the sparkplug wire off!
He said it doesn’t matter if it starts anymore…he says he ain’t riding with me anymore…or riding period…!
I told him that if had had done what I did he would have probably made it ok…I said you looked like some crazy guy on an electric scooter at Walmart flying over the top of that hill…all ya left out was “Yee Haw”!
He still hurts when he laughs..! :smile2:
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