riverc0il
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I always figured it might happen eventually. I always thought it would be when I rode through downtowns of suburban cities in which doors open every which way out into the road with no shoulder. Or getting side swiped on a busy road with no shoulder. But instead, it was a car taken a right hand turn in front of me without using a turn signal.
The ride itself had been going incredible for the first 3/4. This was a clockwise loop around Squam from my home in Ashland. A 48 mile loop with something like 2800' vert. It was a loop I had been working up to and when all was said and done (including the crash and riding away from it), I averaged 17.9. Only bummed that I could have maintained 18 had I not crashed.
I was cooking around the northern and eastern parts of the lake and had an 18 MPH average through the hilliest part of the ride. My gearing was really stepped up and I was carrying speed much better than normal. Temp was a little hot but the speed kept me reasonably coolish even working the ups and downs.
Along the southern end, I hooked up with 25 instead of looping up and over 25B. 25 eastbound is a long uphill but good grade so it is easy to maintain 18-20 despite the constant uphill. Downtown Meredith was a shit show of tourists trying to leave town for the weekend. I need to find an alternate route from 25 to 3 without going towards the light at the intersection of 3/25.
North on 3 was good but my legs were fading as the hills picked up again. Alternative route up and over College Road was a killer. But soon enough, I was heading into downtown Holderness on 3 North (a road I can hold 20+ MPH on when I am really going after it) and I knew I was home free, this ride was in the bag and I was super happy about it.
As I entered the downtown section, the speed limit drops to 30. Somewhere around this point, a car pulled out into the road about 100 feet in front of me. I didn't think much of it but I continued to gain on him. I must have entered town doing about 22 or so and the limit is 25) so I was surprised he was not picking up speed. I should have known something was up... but I figured it was an old driver or something.
Soon enough, I am down to about 15ish MPH and just behind the guy on his right. At this point, I should have taken the lane and assumed what was going to happen. But I was tired and probably not paying enough attention to the developing situation. I never saw a blinker but the next thing I know the car turns right. Right in front of me.
Slammed on my breaks as I had absolutely no where and no time to do anything else. I must have been leaning right because my back wheel fishtailed left. This threw me into the car which slowed me down considerably and dropped me to the pavement. After a quick moment to collect myself, I was walking around taking an inventory of body parts. No sooner did someone ask me if I was okay than I picked up my bike and said "yea, I am fine, I am more worried about my bike!" LOL :lol:
Two other drivers stopped. And folks in the parking lot came over to assist. Guy that hit me was the last of a half dozen people to come over and ask if I was okay. He might have been shaken up too, I guess. He had no idea what happened. I suggested either he didn't use a turn signal or he did and I didn't see it. After I reconstructed the accident for him and he did not offer that he had used a turn signal, I am fairly confident that he did not and had he done so, I would have been able to stop in time.
Regardless, I should have braked and given him more room and I should have taken the lane since I was going as fast as he was. Hind sight is 20/20.
My left butt check is black and blue up top and red down lower. Otherwise, I am fine. The bike seems okay. Nothing broken or damaged aside from one of my handlebar caps popping off (popped right back on). I might take the bike into the shop for a quick tune up though, just to be safe.
Despite offers of assistance to drive me home (I had a phone and someone that could have gotten me any ways), I hopped right back on and kept going. I would have been really disappointed if I had not been able to complete the route and record my full mileage and time for this ride.

So I can finally say thank goodness for the cushioning I got there and I am glad I have not worked it all away quite yet. It was a good ride despite the crash and it certainly could have been much worse. The fact that I rode away from it is about as good as I could hope for. Now I have an ice pack on my ass as I type. Can't wait to see what sitting at work tomorrow is going to feel like. :-o
The ride itself had been going incredible for the first 3/4. This was a clockwise loop around Squam from my home in Ashland. A 48 mile loop with something like 2800' vert. It was a loop I had been working up to and when all was said and done (including the crash and riding away from it), I averaged 17.9. Only bummed that I could have maintained 18 had I not crashed.
I was cooking around the northern and eastern parts of the lake and had an 18 MPH average through the hilliest part of the ride. My gearing was really stepped up and I was carrying speed much better than normal. Temp was a little hot but the speed kept me reasonably coolish even working the ups and downs.
Along the southern end, I hooked up with 25 instead of looping up and over 25B. 25 eastbound is a long uphill but good grade so it is easy to maintain 18-20 despite the constant uphill. Downtown Meredith was a shit show of tourists trying to leave town for the weekend. I need to find an alternate route from 25 to 3 without going towards the light at the intersection of 3/25.
North on 3 was good but my legs were fading as the hills picked up again. Alternative route up and over College Road was a killer. But soon enough, I was heading into downtown Holderness on 3 North (a road I can hold 20+ MPH on when I am really going after it) and I knew I was home free, this ride was in the bag and I was super happy about it.
As I entered the downtown section, the speed limit drops to 30. Somewhere around this point, a car pulled out into the road about 100 feet in front of me. I didn't think much of it but I continued to gain on him. I must have entered town doing about 22 or so and the limit is 25) so I was surprised he was not picking up speed. I should have known something was up... but I figured it was an old driver or something.
Soon enough, I am down to about 15ish MPH and just behind the guy on his right. At this point, I should have taken the lane and assumed what was going to happen. But I was tired and probably not paying enough attention to the developing situation. I never saw a blinker but the next thing I know the car turns right. Right in front of me.
Slammed on my breaks as I had absolutely no where and no time to do anything else. I must have been leaning right because my back wheel fishtailed left. This threw me into the car which slowed me down considerably and dropped me to the pavement. After a quick moment to collect myself, I was walking around taking an inventory of body parts. No sooner did someone ask me if I was okay than I picked up my bike and said "yea, I am fine, I am more worried about my bike!" LOL :lol:
Two other drivers stopped. And folks in the parking lot came over to assist. Guy that hit me was the last of a half dozen people to come over and ask if I was okay. He might have been shaken up too, I guess. He had no idea what happened. I suggested either he didn't use a turn signal or he did and I didn't see it. After I reconstructed the accident for him and he did not offer that he had used a turn signal, I am fairly confident that he did not and had he done so, I would have been able to stop in time.
Regardless, I should have braked and given him more room and I should have taken the lane since I was going as fast as he was. Hind sight is 20/20.
My left butt check is black and blue up top and red down lower. Otherwise, I am fine. The bike seems okay. Nothing broken or damaged aside from one of my handlebar caps popping off (popped right back on). I might take the bike into the shop for a quick tune up though, just to be safe.
Despite offers of assistance to drive me home (I had a phone and someone that could have gotten me any ways), I hopped right back on and kept going. I would have been really disappointed if I had not been able to complete the route and record my full mileage and time for this ride.

So I can finally say thank goodness for the cushioning I got there and I am glad I have not worked it all away quite yet. It was a good ride despite the crash and it certainly could have been much worse. The fact that I rode away from it is about as good as I could hope for. Now I have an ice pack on my ass as I type. Can't wait to see what sitting at work tomorrow is going to feel like. :-o