BorgBiker
Well-Known Member
I've had my Max for almost 2 months now, and loved every minute of it! I've put almost 3000 miles on it so far, and really got my riding chops back. Nothing shows that to me more than the number of crisis's I've averted while riding in Los Angeles area traffic. Amazing how some people in cars seems to spend less than 1% of their ability driving.
Last night while riding home, traffic through the first half of my commute was lighter than normal. As the flow was 45-60 mph, I saw no need for lane splitting. The second half begins after the freeway I am riding eastbound on crosses over another freeway traveling north and south. This is usually where traffic slows down a lot, with the merging and splitting off taking place.
After around 5 minutes, I had slowly come up on another motorcyclist lane splitting ahead of me. He was very skilled, having an Adventure-Tourer with large rectangular boxes mounted. They stuck out at least as wide as handlebars, and he maintained a speed that was near that of my much narrower bike. He sometimes had less than an inch to spare on both sides at once, something I don't know if I could pull off regularly.
So when I was down to about 4 car lengths behind him, I had a thought that drivers usually aren't paying attention to what's behind them in heavy freeway traffic, and we lane splitters often surprise the drivers. At least I can say that has been the case when I've been in the driver's position. And after one bike, another coming through quickly after is even rarer. No sooner had I had this thought, when a car in the lane to the right of me (going maybe 10-15mph moves over to his left while I'm just coming up on him! Before I could react, I hit him. It was a glanced blow, as I was trying to remain calm and smooth while avoiding a crash. It happened fast, the events aren't 100% clear, but it seems that I hit that car to my right which had moved over, and then I assume I bounced a bit to the left, coming in contact with the car on my left. My left mirror was rotated back at this point - proving SOME kind of left car contact.
Everything happened so fast, at this point I was waiting for the crash that never came. I found myself rolling along, everything seeming normal except for a tremendous pain in my right ankle/foot. The bumper for the car on my right knocked it off the peg and back a bit, the way it was throbbing I thought it was mangled up.
Technically, I should have stopped. But I was thinking about not clogging the freeway with a jam that would last for hours no doubt, so I calmly changed lanes until I could get to the next exit. The cars that were involved with me stayed driving in their lanes,so I proceeded to pull into a gas station to see if my foot was still functioning. Amazingly enough, the pain got no worse when I stood on it. When I got home it was a bit swollen, and I somehow bruised the back of my right heel (very odd pain). The Max is worse for wear with only 1 small scratch on the rt muffler, nothing else I could find - even the mirror was simply swung back on it's adjustment threads.
I called the non-emergency 911 after I got home to inform them of what happened. Didn't feel like being a hit-and-run driver. No one had called in, so there probably won't be any investigation.
To my knowledge, I did nothing wrong, wasn't speeding, was following the legal guidelines for lane splitting, etc... I survived due to not being excessive in my actions, and I like to think that my previous 100,000 miles of riding had something to do with that. If you live in an area where lane splitting is allowed, or ever do - always remember that cars drivers are beyond oblivious to us. They won't even know it was their fault in a situation like this.
As for me, I chalk this up as the ultimate close call. I will be fine, the bike is great - as I rode home on it - and whatever I might have done to the cars I encountered wasn't enough to warrant them reporting it. The only downside is that I won't be riding for a few days.
Last night while riding home, traffic through the first half of my commute was lighter than normal. As the flow was 45-60 mph, I saw no need for lane splitting. The second half begins after the freeway I am riding eastbound on crosses over another freeway traveling north and south. This is usually where traffic slows down a lot, with the merging and splitting off taking place.
After around 5 minutes, I had slowly come up on another motorcyclist lane splitting ahead of me. He was very skilled, having an Adventure-Tourer with large rectangular boxes mounted. They stuck out at least as wide as handlebars, and he maintained a speed that was near that of my much narrower bike. He sometimes had less than an inch to spare on both sides at once, something I don't know if I could pull off regularly.
So when I was down to about 4 car lengths behind him, I had a thought that drivers usually aren't paying attention to what's behind them in heavy freeway traffic, and we lane splitters often surprise the drivers. At least I can say that has been the case when I've been in the driver's position. And after one bike, another coming through quickly after is even rarer. No sooner had I had this thought, when a car in the lane to the right of me (going maybe 10-15mph moves over to his left while I'm just coming up on him! Before I could react, I hit him. It was a glanced blow, as I was trying to remain calm and smooth while avoiding a crash. It happened fast, the events aren't 100% clear, but it seems that I hit that car to my right which had moved over, and then I assume I bounced a bit to the left, coming in contact with the car on my left. My left mirror was rotated back at this point - proving SOME kind of left car contact.
Everything happened so fast, at this point I was waiting for the crash that never came. I found myself rolling along, everything seeming normal except for a tremendous pain in my right ankle/foot. The bumper for the car on my right knocked it off the peg and back a bit, the way it was throbbing I thought it was mangled up.
Technically, I should have stopped. But I was thinking about not clogging the freeway with a jam that would last for hours no doubt, so I calmly changed lanes until I could get to the next exit. The cars that were involved with me stayed driving in their lanes,so I proceeded to pull into a gas station to see if my foot was still functioning. Amazingly enough, the pain got no worse when I stood on it. When I got home it was a bit swollen, and I somehow bruised the back of my right heel (very odd pain). The Max is worse for wear with only 1 small scratch on the rt muffler, nothing else I could find - even the mirror was simply swung back on it's adjustment threads.
I called the non-emergency 911 after I got home to inform them of what happened. Didn't feel like being a hit-and-run driver. No one had called in, so there probably won't be any investigation.
To my knowledge, I did nothing wrong, wasn't speeding, was following the legal guidelines for lane splitting, etc... I survived due to not being excessive in my actions, and I like to think that my previous 100,000 miles of riding had something to do with that. If you live in an area where lane splitting is allowed, or ever do - always remember that cars drivers are beyond oblivious to us. They won't even know it was their fault in a situation like this.
As for me, I chalk this up as the ultimate close call. I will be fine, the bike is great - as I rode home on it - and whatever I might have done to the cars I encountered wasn't enough to warrant them reporting it. The only downside is that I won't be riding for a few days.