francoblay1
The Spaniard
Glad he is ok...
Not to mention all the Blue Hairs who can't see 2 feet in front of them and make bad decisions all the time, along with all the Illegals driving around with no license or any real form of training to begin with. I find myself being more defensive even driving a car down there than I am on my bike up here in WI.I'll vouche for the extremely dangerous riding conditions in Phoenix. Out here in NJ I'm a pretty aggressive rider, out in AZ I absolutely hate getting on the roads in the city and avoid it whenever I can. The way the streets in Scottsdale and Phx are laid out is plain dangerous, too many lanes and too much crossing traffic, people making blind lefts, etc. It's all compounded by the fact that nobody is actually from that area, so all the bad driving habits from all over the U.S. are blended together. It's really scary riding down there, you gotta keep your head on a swivel constantly. That's exactly how I got taken out 2 years ago, and my injuries were similar, glad he's ok.
He actually does ride with his high beams at all times. That's one of the first things I told him when he got down there.Glad he's ok, could have been alot worse. I don't know about all of you out there but I allways ride with the high beam on. Seems to make it alot easyer for people to see me. I know when my wife follows me and she dosen't have her high beam on in my mirrors it dosen't look like her light is on at all.
So thats what I do.![]()
Ya, tough call on that one. The Father in me says no more bike until school is over. But the rider in me says 'what would you do?' Well, I got right back on my rebuilt bike (and leg) after my accident with a car in an intersection two years ago.Glad he is ok,, we all know it could have been much worse. While that knee is healing up he can pick out a new scooter, hey just in time for Christmas!!!
My mom always said you have to get back on the horse that threw you!:flag:Ya, tough call on that one. The Father in me says no more bike until school is over. But the rider in me says 'what would you do?' Well, I got right back on my rebuilt bike (and leg) after my accident with a car in an intersection two years ago.
I would rather deal with the stress of him being mad at me for not being able to ride now, rather than the stress of knowing he's out there on two wheels on the Phoenix streets with all the idiots every day.
This really is a tough decision. You fathers and mothers out there, what would you do at this point?