I've never had a "GOOD" wreck.
By the way, there are 2 kinds of fear. Fear that holds you down and controls you, and fear that keeps you from being stupid.
Wow. Some great words of wisdom above.
Here are some other thoughts from an old guy....
There are no good wrecks. The only good ones are the ones that you don't have.
If you have a wreck, the only good thing that can come from it is the experience you gain and hopefully a more sensible attitude.
Speaking of attitude, there are not many folks who get thrown from a horse who decide that they really need to get on an even bigger horse. In your case, the biggest horse out there. I've been riding for over 30 years now and the Busa is one horse that seriously demands respect (as in Holy 5h1t!).
This bit of advice comes from the masthead of American Horizons, the internal publication of American Airlines (circa 1935):
"Aviation is not unsafe, but, like the sea, it is terribly unforgiving of any carelessness or neglect.†That applies to motorcycles as well. As we pilots say, be careful, or the ground will rise up to smite thee.
And finally...
Don't look at the obstacle - look for the path through. Look past the pothole, the curve, the off-camber turn, or whatever and focus on where you actually want to go. If you focus on the obstacle, you will head right for it. Look to where you want to go. That's actually a pretty good lesson for your life, too.
Ride safe.
I've never had a "GOOD" wreck.
By the way, there are 2 kinds of fear. Fear that holds you down and controls you, and fear that keeps you from being stupid.
The only thing I remember just after my wreck was "SHOOT I've got to call my wife and tell her"! That was the worse thing!
It took me two weeks after my wreck due to loss of clutch lever. It took me a while before I was comfortable getting back on it. Of course, I wrecked my Busa. You are going from a 600 to a 1300. Take your time before you go breaking laws. Get used to her.
Treat her like a girl you really like and not a one night stand.
Last July I destroyed my 600 Katana by losing a curve at night. I just bought a Hayabusa and it's power is awesome...but I am getting jitters. I respect the power...maybe I'm afraid of the power?
Am I playing this right? I'm thinking I learned a good lesson about speed and night riding, but at the same time it's like some post traumatic stress.
Last July I destroyed my 600 Katana by losing a curve at night. I just bought a Hayabusa and it's power is awesome...but I am getting jitters. I respect the power...maybe I'm afraid of the power?
Am I playing this right? I'm thinking I learned a good lesson about speed and night riding, but at the same time it's like some post traumatic stress.
Wow. Some great words of wisdom above.
Here are some other thoughts from an old guy....
There are no good wrecks. The only good ones are the ones that you don't have.
If you have a wreck, the only good thing that can come from it is the experience you gain and hopefully a more sensible attitude.
Speaking of attitude, there are not many folks who get thrown from a horse who decide that they really need to get on an even bigger horse. In your case, the biggest horse out there. I've been riding for over 30 years now and the Busa is one horse that seriously demands respect (as in Holy 5h1t!).
This bit of advice comes from the masthead of American Horizons, the internal publication of American Airlines (circa 1935):
"Aviation is not unsafe, but, like the sea, it is terribly unforgiving of any carelessness or neglect.†That applies to motorcycles as well. As we pilots say, be careful, or the ground will rise up to smite thee.
And finally...
Don't look at the obstacle - look for the path through. Look past the pothole, the curve, the off-camber turn, or whatever and focus on where you actually want to go. If you focus on the obstacle, you will head right for it. Look to where you want to go. That's actually a pretty good lesson for your life, too.
Ride safe.
The only real fear I have ever have ever had in life was a couple of years ago I got rear ended and I was hurt. My foot was stuck in the clutch shifter and my whole body went right and the bike went left. My leg twisted some and than I felt a POP noise and than finally my foot was loose and went down to the ground with a lady in a mini van on her cell phone pushing me forward. Not a good thing to go through. Oh, by the way the pop noise was my ACL tore from my knee. I thought the pain was because my leg was broke. After surgery the next week was over 2 weeks later I bought a brand new hayabusa. For the past 2 weeks before I got the bike, I was debating to give up riding permanently. I kept having night mares about getting hit by that dumb woman and that cell phone in her hand every night. Sometimes 2x a night I would dream this. Wake up at night all sweat and for those people that knows the "smell" of fear, there is different types of sweat people do. This was straight sweat of fear and you can smell it. After I decided that I am going to ride again and bought my busa with my knee still sore and not healed, I drove my bike to the exact same spot where I got hit from behind. That experience was scary. After I did that my nightmares ceased and I could go back to the way I was before the accident.
Take tyour time and ride with in your means.It will all come back at your own pace.[/QOTE]
Watch how you ride at night and you will solve your former problem.