Motorcycles are lethal especially after drinking. I sat and drank with my friends last night and Scheffeil, a German friend, had some police tape that said "Danger/Peligroso. I got the stupid idea to go into town and post some tape around as a joke. Well with no helmet and traveling way too fast I hit a rut in the road and lost control. I went down like a rock and my bike went over a cliff. Luckily a tree stopped it from falling about 100 feet to a most certain death of the bike below. I was luckily, albeit stupid. I landed on my face and am extremely sore this morning. As I lay in the mountain road at 1 am I realized no one was coming to help me. Every time I tried to get the bike up it slid a little more. So I decided to hike back to the village in pain. I knocked on Jorge's window. "Wake up! I crashed my bike and I need your help!". "It's 1am dude WTF?" He replied. I told him it was important. So we jumped in his Land Cruiser and headed back to the scene. I took him 3 tries to get my bike back over the edge with a tow rope. There is a huge dent in the rim and a dent where my balls hit the gass tank. Ouch! But we got it up. I rode the crippled machine back to the village with Jorge behind me in the truck.
Today I reflect what an idiot I was. And Conrad conveyed to me how it was a real let down to my friends and family to do something so selfish and stupid. For that I am sorry. I am extremely lucky it did not turn out worse. I really should be hurt more than I am if not dead. But I have been spared this time. And I truly hope I don't do something that stupid again.
So I got a bike for sale cheap!
