So this gigantic hole caught me by surprise on my way home tonight. I’d gotten stopped by a train that was going nowhere fast, and got the brilliant idea to turn around on a back road in the industrial part of town. Unbeknownst to me, this ginormous and deep hole (photo taken looking back the way I’d come – I was set up to cross the tracks nearly perpendicularly) was just waiting to eat a motorbike. Between the dark (no real lights except on the nearby buildings) and the wet ground, I just didn’t see the hole. I was on the ground before I knew what happened.
It took me three tries to pick my bike up – what can I say? I’m a weakling 🙂 It looks like the only damage is a broken clutch lever and my pride. I’m glad nobody saw me topple over, and that I didn’t have to call Scott to have him come help me pick my bike up 🙂
Bad roads are worse than off road!