jim & the blustery day--ride report
masonjs at nrtco.net
Sat Nov 20 07:36:56 PST 2010
I just had my first shower in 25 days and it felt great. I had to remove
the air cast (like a ski boot) from my roght foot and put a calf checking
glove over the cast on my left hand to keep it dry.
October 27th dawned bright & fair at 10C (50F) with a promise of 15C (60F).
Marilyn suggested I take advantage of the weather and take a last ride
before putting the bike into hibernation.
There were wind warnings for southwestern Ontario.
I packed a light lunch, water and a camera in the tail trunk. Donned
several layers of clothes and my electric vest.
I put the key in the ignition and hit the startwer button. There was a
grunt from the bike and a sound like "I don't want to go". I should have
listened to the bike. The battery was dead. I jumped started it with a
marine battery. It stalled in the driveway. I jumped it again and it
I decided to give up on the ride and renmoved the battery. I took it into
the basement to charge it and as I was doing this I remembered I had just
charged the battery for my Triumph..
I measured the Triumph battery and found it was the same lenght and width
but about 1.5" shorter. I cut a piece of 1.5" foam for the battery box and
hooked up the triumph battery. Mr. Northrop would probably agree this was
not a wise thing to do.
I took the back roads to Bancroft where I had lunch and made a decision to
run over to Haliburton then take 118 and 35 North to Dwight and come back
home through Algonquin Park rather than south to Lakefield then to WArsaw
and back home through Hastings county.
I noticed the wind getting up and riding through the odd dust devil of dirt,
twigs and leaves just before I got to Carnarvon at the intersection of 118 &
I gassed up at Carnarvon (The 1/2 way point)and should have spent the $2.00
and one minute on a lottery ticket. Going north on 35, gusts of wind
actually stood the bike up straight while I was leaning into corners. This
is a little startling having the bike stand upright heading for rock cuts,
bush and/or opposing traffic.
I stopped at Lake of Two Rivers in Algonquin park to have a drink of water
and massage my butt. I noticed there were waves over 1.5 meters (4 feet)
high rolling across the lake.
At Kilaloe I got off the main highway onto Ruby Road. I was about 300
meters from the stop sign at te end of Ruby road and was down to about 60 -
70 kph (40mph) when I was tangled in the top of a tree. A 65 foot high pin
oak growing along the fence line snapped off in the wind and landed on me.
Fortunately I was past the centre of the tree but was pulled from the bike
by the branches that caught me.. The bike and I slid about 100 meters (300
feet) along the pavement before coming to rest in the middle of the opposing
lane. Fortunately no one was coming.
I lay there for a few minutes surveying the situation and taking stock of
what parts of me hurt. I figured I had a few broken ribs, (was hoping it
was just the wind nocked out of me) , took off my left glove and knew there
were at least 2 metacarpal bones broken as the back of the hand was concave
instead of convex and it was rapidly turning blue, there was also a sharp
pain in my right foot that suggestted a broken ankle.
I got up looked around then walked about 1/4 mile to Dwyer's farm at the
other side of the stop sign to call the police. After this I thanked old
Mrs Dwyer and walked back to the bike where about 4 cars had stopped and
people were searching the ditches for the rider of the downed bike.
A guy with a trailer loaded my bike up and took it to his place at Haley
Station about 10 km from my house. 4 days later he delivered it to my
The police arrived and checked the scene. The people who had stopped had
already chainsawed the tree up and tossed it in the ditch. The police
called an ambulance and I was transported to the hospital in Pembroke.
Unfortunately the shock was wearing off durring the ambulance ride and the
pain from the 3 broken ribs and collaped lung was getting a little much.
Once in the hospital with an IV for morphine I was just fine.
The method for reinflating a colapsed lung is kind of neat. Its done with
vacuum. They punch a hole in your rib cage, insert a tube. They connect
the tube to a vacuum pump and create a vacuum in the chest cavity around the
lung. Then they make you breath deeply and Shazzam!! the lung inflates.
4 days later the tube was removed. the doctor appologized before he started
saying the tube removal would be painful. The tube was held in place and
sealed off with 1/2 an acre of tape. I have a lot of body hair. I did not
feel the tube come out as they ripped off enough hair removing the tape to
make a small dog. Then they put on a 6"x6" presure bandage that had to be
air tight. I think the doctor was standing on this and it in turn was
directly over the broken ribs.
I was panting a sweating profusly when this was completed and thankful that
it was over. My elation was short lived when I realized that pressure
bandage was going to reove another dog's worth of hair when it was removed.
And it did.
I got the bike running yesterday.
Any body know where I can get a right front signal lamp, right front foot
peg and a brake pedal for a 2003 Suzuki 1000 DL Vstrom?
On the lighter note I became a grandfather for the 3rd time on November 7th.
My son Jamie and his wife Lindsay had a boy Finn. They were about to head
to the hospital when Lindsay thoght she had to poop. When she went to sit
Jamie noticed the head crowning so he threw some towels in the bath tub and
had Lindsey lie in it. I thought this was a smart idea. I've been to a few
births and they are pretty messy. He called 911 and they talked he through
the delivery. After delivering Finn and placing him on Lindsay's belly he
answered the door to let in the lady next door who was to look after their 3
year old son Will and the paramedics who clipped the umbilical cord and then
took them to the hospital.
Th- th-th-that's all folks!!
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