
Lucky Dog
I
went into town this afternoon on my R90/6 to mail a birthday card to my daughter
Anna who is in Barcelona, Spain. As I was just going through an intersection, a
car pulled in front of me making a left turn and I hit him on the front bumper
and went sailing over the car and landed in the road about 50 ft away. That big
black dog is dead. Fortunately this Lucky Dog is pretty much OK other than a few
hurting spots. I did go to the hospital and they took some x-rays of my right
wrist but those big Norwegian bones are OK.
The
crash somehow ripped the crotch out of my pants and I was unaware of that while
lying out there in the road while waiting for the ambulance and cops. There are
many people in this town that now know I do not wear underwear!!! You may notice
that the handle bars now point forward. Fortunately nothing was ripped off this
dog when I did that.
I
had just got back from Bob’s Motor Werks summer solstice party and was going
to head down to Nevada and roads south of here tomorrow. I guess I will have to
put that trip on hold for a few days until I heal up some.
Ride 25 thousand miles in and over some of the most dangerous roads and traffic and get nailed just downtown at 25mph!!!