Yesterday my wife and I had gone down to a friends farm to do some target shooting. Taking the back roads home, there is a decent somewhat twisty road that we like. I come around a fairly mild turn, there are 2 pirates pulled over, with a bike in the grass about 20' off the road. There is a big splash mark of water all over the road, so you can see that one of the riders hit the turn too hot, went off the road, his bike hit a gully filled with runoff, and he went ass over hat off the bike. We stop and ask if they want help, they say no, we're good. One guy is out with the bike, trying to get grass out from the floorboard area so he can push it a hundred feet or so to a spot where the gully ends and it can come back on the road.
The other guy, who was obviously the rider of that bike, is sitting on the 2nd bike. He's all banged up, you can see where his face removed the windshield from the bike. He's got cuts and bruises all over his face, he's covered in mud where he did a faceplant after he ejected. Not a helmet in sight. Probably had a concussion. Again, we ask "are you sure you don't need any help?". "No, we're good" OK... I asked twice. I'm sure the one guy could have used a hand getting the bike out of the grass, but I'm not going to beg you. Off we went... Of course this brings back bad memories for my wife when she had her unintentional dismount last summer, another flashback for her.
