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I broke my leg on my DRZ...

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" " that I bought for myself Christmas 2004, against my wife's wishes(DEMANDS!!!). I got her the Ruckus to quell some of her anger, she saw right through me. :D

LOONNGG story shortened:

April 17th Sunday, I had a gentleman call me who also owns a DRZ and he wanted to come by and possibly "ride". He arrrived just as wife was leaving for a day out with my 8mo. old daughter. (Chase Anastasia Ressler)

This guy pulls up on an ABSOLUTELY SPOTLESS yellow 2001 DRZs with only 600 miles on it! (Did I mention it is difficult to get this guy to enjoy his bike)

I'm scraping 3lb. of mud off my DR and he suggests I show him a cool spot.

So we go...

Jump Ahead 10 min.

We arrive at the trailhead and there is a mud puddle that he won't cross to go down the trail :eek: Only because his bike will get dirty. I play to his needs.

Jump ahead 15 min.

My XR650 buddy shows up at our spot and starts making the newcomer feel like he does'nt belong with MEN who are this BOLD!

I escort him out, circumventing ANY mud :D . When we get to the head of the trail he turns and what now in memory is distorted pitched

LOW

devilish voice says " Don't break anything." :p

Of course I said " I won't." :D

Thinking "He's a :D _ussy!" in my helmet, I take off with echoes of my single thumping on and off through the tight left then right corners back to the spot.

I join my bud on the "track" and make 3 laps. Then over a 12ft long 30 deg. rise in second gear with half throttle...

My DR seemed to be drifting to the right and is airborne...

Wait!, only the bottom back end is drifting! (like a whip) "OH S"

calculating the moment in thousands of a second...

"I'll put my foot down ,like on my Mtn bike. I'll dab the left foot just

little to straiten up upon landing."

reassured in millionths of a second, THAT'S what I do...

A sharp "BAP!" is heard of the over the motor's retiring hum.

I had dabbed and stood the seriously crooked 4__ lb DRZ upright upon landing from a 4 ft. air and a searing/stabbing pain filled my left lower knee region. :D

I did not fall, the bike was there thumping idly beneath me motionless.

I called my bud over and told him to "PLEASE! Put my bike in nuetral and put my kickstand down!"

He says "lay here for an hour to see how you feel" hoping for the best, I say "OK"...

I last about 35 min and tell him to fasten a "suicide shifter" since I can't move my shift leg. He found 6mm dia. steel rod and wrapped it twice around my shift lever so I could change gears with my hands. It rose up to the gas tank and worked so I agonizingly rose my left leg over my tall DR. Once seated I felt faint and decided to gently roll off the kickstand under throttle. That worked too and I proceeded down the bumpy and rutted trail after barely standing the pain to just bend my knee and put my left foot up on the peg.

We made it back to my place parked my bike and my bud helped me in my door 1 flight up.

I could go no further and I lay in the entrance to my house breathing like I'm hyperventilating, or having a baby. Then I hear the familar roar of my sports sedan pulling into the driveway.

I tell my friend to split NOW, knowing it going to get ugly.

The wife comes through the door to see me laying prone on the floor exclaiming "I'm hurt".

She says "Um hm" and carries our daughter to bed, as she would carry her for the next 3 months while I learned to walk again from a tibial plateau fracture: 3 screws through the broken top portion, into the shaft of my tibia and a dozen "fish hooks" to sew my MCL tendon back to my bone.

Everyone I know asked what happened and told me to sell the motorcycle. :D

What would Jesus do? I asked him...

Now I ride again (with restraint for the next year while healing completely) and did find peace in the DRZ being so good at dualing for me that I knew, even through months of agony, I want to ride THAT motorcycle again. Yep, I did not sell. Thank you lord.

In summary the story is somewhat sphereical and thus has no point but to say:

This bike is soo great, I broke my leg on it (only break in my life) and I still wanted to ride it bad enough that it inspired me through my (painful!) physical therapy just to ride it again.

Update- Last weekend I reclimbed the steepest hill I ever had BEFORE i broke my leg. I looped out on my first try right at the top, but I controlled her. Second run at it was SWEET high rpm dirt flinging and wheelie off the crest. :eek:

Lastly, this forum feels like a billiards room full of beer and friends...

:eek::eek::D

and has inspired me to rejoin the flanks.

Thanks everyone. Keep on the gas and pegs!

Chris

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I feel your pain. Glad to hear that it didn't sway you to stop riding. I'm actually riding with wired up and pinned left patella that was shattered. Patella shattered when a car plowed into a group of us bicycling, not shattered on my DRZ. But I can barely bend my leg enough to get my foot on the left peg. Needless to say, I can't jump the bike very high, because the landings are too painful. Going back in for more knee surgery on Sept. 8th and the doc says that he may be able to gain me 20 more degrees of bend. I have my fingers crossed. This was my first break ever too.

Hang in there.

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Congradulations Chris ... I'm glad your story had a happy ending. We'll have to go riding sometime - and don't worry - I live for the dirt !!!

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I understand degrees in range of motion my friend.

My doctor said jokingly "I'd never kick myself in the ass again!"

"Maybe not with the left foot." is what I say.

BikeRider, Thanks for your immed. reply.

I feel like you KNOW how much anxiety there is every time you crest a rise or jump and have to absorb the motion into your legs. I'll be thinking of you on the 8th. Good luck and god bless. Where are you getting your surgery?

I admit I still send the majority of the "load" to my right leg. :D

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Anxiety and the desire to have a blast all mixed in there. I guess I'm an old fart at 46, but still like having a thrill. Before the accident I had ridden 3000 miles on my road bike last year and done several mountain bike races (Duo'ed 24 hours of Snowshoe, solo'ed 12 hrs of Lodi Farm, the Hoo-Ha, etc. etc.). Now I'm eating and getting fat waiting for enough range of motion to pedal again.

Surgery will be at MCV (Medical College of Virginia) in Richmond. That's where they took me when the car hit us. Three of us laying in the ER, chatting, while they looked us over. I had a dent where my knee cap used to be. One of my buddies had two broken arms and all the bones in his right hand compound fractured. Third buddy had a broken wrist. Lady in a Buick turned left into us. I was at point and she hit me, sending me into the air. The other guys slammed into the side of her car. She claimed she never saw us. I know how you felt when you broke your leg. Must have been some real pain having to ride back home. I just lay in the ditch, leg wouldn't respond. I don't know if I could have gotten onto a motorcycle or not. Maybe if my life depended on it. Straight leg brace for six weeks, then therapy another six. And now more surgery. It sucks for sure. Again, glad to hear that your back at it. My wife is still worried over me, but she knows there is no stopping me from doing this stuff.

On a good note, we've picked out our team name if we all get back together for mountain bike races.... "Team HIT BY BUICK".

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Oh the irony of it all. I can seriously relate to you.

I Rode yz's as a youth and loved every minute of it. Got married, had kids. Finally decided to get another dirt bike, against the wifes wishes. Chose the DRZ. What a great bike. Bought it Saturday afternoon. rode around the neighborhood that night.

Monday rolls around and a friend of mine takes me to the hills. Rode trail for about an hour getting the feel for the bike. Made it back to the truck without incident. Decided to take some small jumps near by. Small like 12 inches of air or less not trying to ride over my head since it had been a while since I was on a dirt bike.

Go off a little lip and the front wheel lands in a dried rut hard as cement. Well that rut took my wheel and anything attached and forced a hard left turn. Well my hand was not expecting it and the bars shoved my hand into my arm breaking 3 pieces off the end of my radius. :eek:

Well knowing the wife would give me the "I told you so" I waited until the last second to call her. She freaked. I had a surgery to set the bones and got a traction appliance mounted in my bones with screws then attached to hardware on the outside of my arm. Fun. :eek:

Ten days later at my first check-up the x-ray shows movement. So second surgery to pin the pieces. :D

Six weeks later my external hardware came out so I was on the mountain again. :eek: Much to my wife's dismay. A week later and I am getting my pins out (tomorrow morning) and hopefully Saturday I am back on the mountain. :D

I feel your pain. And more than just the broken bone. :D

_________

Jeff Skinner

New '04 DR-Z 400E (with slight plastic and handlebar damage now) :D

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My DRZ has broken bones twice. The dude I bought it from sold it because he broke his leg after coliding in mid air with an ATV. I don't know how he did it that is just the story I got. 3 mo ago she pitched me off in the whoops at the local MX track. Broke my left colar bone. :D Still not smart enough to sell.

These things are like drugs, constantly cost $$$, cause you pain, All for the high we get while in the saddle. :D

JL

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I broke my leg on my DRZ...

Is that when you came up with your screen name??? :D

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The wife comes through the door to see me laying prone on the floor exclaiming "I'm hurt".

She says "Um hm" and carries our daughter to bed...

That was the best part...female "compassion" :D

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Lady in a Buick turned left into us. I was at point and she hit me, sending me into the air. The other guys slammed into the side of her car. She claimed she never saw us.

Ya know, anytime a cage runs over a bicycle/motorcycle its "I didn't see him", and anytime they hit a pedestrian its "they stepped right out in front of me, came outta nowhere.....". I think its a socially programmed response.

Anyway bravo to you guys that don't throw in the towel when you get broke off. Although, learn2turn you shouldn't have a broke leg you should have a broke hand from beating the living sh :D t out of that pussbag that came over to trail ride and remain April fresh:ride:

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Great story...

Makes you realize that the trade-off for how much fun our bikes are, is that there is a relatively high degree of risk present while we ride.

This story reminded me of what happened to my friend Keith, earlier this season...

Four of us were out riding some trails, when Keith suggested we go play around in a local pit and catch some air. On his second attempt at a very steep 12 foot high bank we were all launching our bikes off, this is what happened, and which resulted in Keith wearing a cast on his leg AND a cast on his arm the next day. My buddy Lorenzo somehow managed to immortalize Keith's moment of doom with my my camera. Keith's error was in backing off the throttle at the lip of the jump on his second pass.

Welcome to Keith's world of pain...

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In the thottle up the hill, :D oh too much speed!! :D PANIC, :p BRAKES!!! :eek::eek:

I can just imagine the thought of "oh sh :censored:t, this is gunna hurt flashing though your head about right then.. :eek: From the report of the injuries, I imagine the landing wasn't very pretty.. :eek::D

It never pays to get out of the gas early.. :D:D It's a hard lesson and learning it like that doesn't reinforce it all that well.. :D I hope he heals up quick and get right back on the bike.. :D:D

:D

Don't be discuoraged by the fall.. It Happens to the best and the worse of us.. It is one of the prices we pay for enjoying this so much!! :D

By the way, that is a great picture.. I would get that made into a poster.. :D:D

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I knew there was a reason to share my story. It seems to have uncorked other great accounts and that is a killer picture as well. :D

I have a few more details to divulge:

I dragged myself around the house (literally) for a 3 days before my wife went out and bought some crutches for me. You see, I didn't have any health insurance or disability, so like an idiot I waited for almost 2 weeks before I finally couldn't stand the pain and was passing out and sweating and went to the emergency room. I had some leftover Percusset that had gotten me "by". I drove to the ER (wife would not take me) and they told me why it hurt so bad, then billed me.

The knee was just huge, no clear evidence of fracture and misalignment from the outside. (just searing, sharp, out of nowhere, stabbing pain) My wife kept saying I had just sprained it. She is hardcore when someone ELSE is hurt, even when delivered the news that it was mangled inside.

Here's the kicker: I was only engaged with her and had been together for 15years! (I'm 31) She would not marry me unless I bought her a "nice" ring.

I thought and think expensive jewlery is no "fun" after all you can't ride the damn thing! So a stalemate has been in place for many, many moons...

Until she realized that I could get on her insurance if we married.

So she begrudgingly married me in an officant's spanish basement so I could afford my needed surgery. When it comes right down to the critical moment and I'm completely beaten with no hope, my wife Kim grants me mercy.

I love her.

Later: Her arguements became even stronger when I was fired for not being able to go to work while recovering. :D

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One of My Buds was ridin his CR250 and hit a step jump to hard and hit the hill on the other side of the landing. Stuck the landing but cased so hard that he shattered his right ankle for about four inches worth of pulverised/powdered bone. Still walks with a limp five years later and they wanted to just amputate the foot at first.

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Learn2turn- Wow, now that is a story. Hey, believe me, women love diamonds. I can't explain it, but they really do. You want to earn riding credits? Many, many riding credits? .82 carots is a good start to gets you tons. They stare at the ring and think of you, is what was explained to me by the wife. Sounds good to me. I could have bought three used DRZs for what the ring cost. But she's worth it and more to me. My best friend.

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My Ex Wife and I are still Great Friends. We cant stand living together but.......... Heal Fast bro.

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