Oh dear

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That'll teach to go and boast about 'fine' weather I've yet to ride through. Thanks for all the lovely support for the big Mpumalanga ride, but it sheeted with rain almost the entire time, except for the way in and then the way back, oddly enough. This curtailed our peg-scratching around some of the region's passes and forced me to watch England versus Sri Lanka on the Saturday (not a preferred pastime). The trouble was that by the time a small break in the weather came on Sunday afternooon I was too shit-faced to even swing a leg and sit up straight. Naw, back to the SBK with non volume on the set. Bummer.

I won't bore you with the details, but the Panzer (BMW R1000RS) said goodbye due to a kaput alternator in Belfast (about halfway) and my mates GPZ750's clutch decided it had had enough about 10 kays from our destination.

Only the Teacat performed faultlessly throughout.

A things I did notice however that I'd like the forum's opinion on.

I managed to work out a brim-to-brim consumption figure. At 200kms exactly (but I mean on the dot) the fuel reserve light came on and I filled up with exactly 16 litres. This works out (yes, exactly) at 8l/100kms. For moderate cruising and only mediumly loaded, does this square with the consumption figures of other Cat users in similar riding conditions?

I image that 200kms equals 160 miles in HRHspeak.


Zed

Oh dear that is terrible news. I trust you were treated in a Netcare type hospital rather than Jo'burg Gen/ Helen Joseph type, and you'll be on the mend really soon.

I'm afraid I wouldn't hold out any hope with the Police.

I thought you were very brave commuting, I hated riding around the place and hence only clocking 1 000 km's in 10 years.

T'was the notorious Joburg General, I'm afraid. They actually weren't that bad, but when they they were ready to put me under the nursing staff rushed in and claimed the gurney I was lying on for a guy who had arrived with a knife in his neck. Cue slumped back into a plastic chair with bits of tube hanging off me for another three hours wait and only a towel to cover my dignity.

I've heard from horror stories emanating from public health service in SA, but fortunately I was not one of them. In that kind of state one is generally grateful for any sign of kindness shown to one. For instance, the ambulance men were very sympathetic but highly incompetent by strapping me to a sled with a dislocated shoulder, but they did pray and sing for me. Weird, or what?

Thats terrible news zed i am so sorry to hear. Hope you mend quickly, keep us posted on the healing process.
Paul.

zedhead wrote: they did pray and sing for me. Weird, or what?

It is in Jo'burg, but not in Durban - 6am the hospitals wake up with the staff walking through the wards signing (in Zulu) and the patients joining in.

This Oh Dear post has turned into a big Oh Dear or Oh (expletive of choice)

Really sorry to hear your news and injuries.

Hope the idiot gets caught before they endanger any more bikers.

Hope you mend well and quickly.

Cheers
Rosco

Sorry to hear of your woes also of the sad demize of the classic zed.

As you say tho, it could have been so much worse.

Hope you heal well and soon. I'm sure you'll wanna cock yer leg over the cat when you're all mended.

My cat gets about 180miles on full tank even with a bit of thrashing

Get well soon, hope you are not in too much pain.

Billy