We have all heard it a thousand times, “there are only two types of riders out there, those who have gone down and those who are going to go down”. I remember my mom telling me that when I wanted to buy my first motorcycle at 16 years old. When I pressed the issue with dear old mom, I got the famous, “not when you’re living under my roof” speech. My wife gave me the same discourse when I wanted to take my young son for a motorcycle trip. It’s hard to love motorcycles so much when so many people you love don’t support your passion. I believe that most Nay Sayers have good intentions but life is all about weighing Risks vs. Rewards. With every activity there is some sort of risk. A jogger must risk a physical assault every time they venture outside. Men/Women who shovel their driveway risk a heart attack or back injury with every snowfall. Every person who eats out to dinner risks food poison or the flu through germ contamination of their favorite foods. Life is a risky proposition but we continue down the path of life with our pants on fire hoping for the best with a goal of keeping a smile on our face and supporting those we love along the way.
I have no statistical data but I have to assume that not every biker goes down. There has to be a few riders who traveled on two wheels for a matter of time who have met their maker without taking a spill on their beloved cycle. Personally I assume that it is just a matter of time that I have my first accident on my cycle. “Absent Minded” is my most prominent attribute, so it seems very unlikely to survive a life time of riding without going down. Let’s be honest, I am not the most skilled rider, and there are a ton of riders with amazing riding abilities who have gone down for one reason or another. So it’s out of respect for them that I prepare for the worst but never stop hoping for the best.
I will end this dialogue with a quote from Dejan Stojanovic, “Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time.”