
I’m wicked new to biking - did my MSF back in December, got my brand spanking new Suzuki Dr650 last weekend, best boots, jacket, helmet, pants, gloves and even a nifty disk lock. I live in Boston so I’ve been trying to practice at night after work as much as I can when there’s minimal traffic. Last night was my first night. I actually did pretty well - a couple stalls, kind of awkward on the clutch, fumbled the turn signal, whatever I’m new at this and I can set aside my pride. Regardless I stuck to my neighborhood. I was never more than a quarter mile from my building on residential streets. Got home fine. Cool.Tonight, I took my bike out again and went out a bit farther, just to practice some more while also gaining confidence. Still working out how to come to a smooth stop using the clutch, I arrived at an intersection and stalled, trying frantically to take the turn I started her back up and came off the clutch too quickly and onto the throttle too hard and turned too widely into the path of a parked car. Put the bike down on its right side. As I was going down I swear to god the last thought I had before I hit the pavement was “thank god I’m ATGATT”. I’m on the pavement, I lift the bike back up but accidentally drop it on it’s other side. There’s gas on the pavement and my right blinker is obliterated and there’s a sneaking pain in my right shoulder. Bruised ego more than anything, but at least I’m alive.Anyway, here’s the mechanical issue: I tried to start it up again and it wouldn’t start. I tried in neutral with the kickstand up, with the choke all the way on, with reserve on the petcock, after waiting 10 minutes, after opening the throttle a little bit basically I tried everything I could think. Still wouldn’t start. I noticed that the headlight was dimming the more I tried and the dash gauges were a bit dimmer as well (neutral and lights) which led me to think battery? When I hit the starter it sputtered a bit, but eventually descended into just a clicking sound.Defeated, mechanically and mentally, I wheeled my bike home. Probably the worst walk of shame one can imagine. Anyway, mentally, I’m a little set back. I have to get the bike inspected before Tuesday and the closest place is through Boston. Whatever, I’m cool with making mistakes. Just sucks having your confidence shattered and having to learn in such a high octane high chaos environment.Love to here your guys thoughts about this both mechanically and philosophically.If anyone in the Boston area can give me and the dead bike a lift to a mechanic I’ll give ya my kidney and buy you dunks.Cheers fellas via /r/motorcycles https://www.reddit.com/r/motorcycles/comments/f74rov/my_first_drop_was_also_my_first_crash_which_is/?utm_source=ifttt
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