The Over The Bars Club.
I want to say I have been a member since around 1971 or 72 at least.
I’ve broken the same small bone in my left wrist twice landing like that.
I think it’s called the Novicular Bone.
All I know is that you can’t grab anything when it’s broken because it’s at the bottom of your thumb in the wrist where it bends.
I’m a member.. When I was first starting mountain biking, it was a hill with a ditch at the end and injudicious use of the front brake. Hilarity ensued. I didn’t break anything, but since my nuts caught the handlebars on the trip over, I wish the impact occurred elsewhere. No lasting damage, but for years I never touched the left brake lever, no matter what.
I was riding a 500 Enduro chasing jackrabbits in a sand pasture when I came across seven deep cow trails. I made it across six. Stood on the pegs and bailed and the only thing hurt was my pride. The bike survived with some grass stuck in various places.
Been riding for close to 50 years and never went over the bars, 😊👍
I rode my Yamaha 360RT for over 30 years and like Filthie I never went over the bars, off the sides and off the back many times…
Rode bikes and motorcycles and never went over the handlebars. I did however, break two ribs and dent and mangle several other parts in a not thought out ride down the side of the riverbank in a wheelbarrow when I was 8.
And I went over the ‘handlebars’ what seemed like several times.
Did the mountain bike thing after wobbling down a logging rut right up to the stmp that tacoed my front wheel at the seam.
Second Superman was at 55 mph at 6:06 AM on my Seca II when a deer played interceptor meat missile. Ended up in the same ER I just left because I didn’t have chaps and ground my knee down before rolling down the pavement.
Lucky her she didn’t jam both arms and shatter them to bits. I hope she learned from that stunt.
I never wiped out over the bars. Had a number of in idents where I fell of bikes as a kid. At least two were road debris that kicked/slid out a wheel and crashed me. One was the center nut that holds the handlebars to the fork spontaneously coming loose and losing steering control. And probably a couple just being stupid on a downhill or unstable surface like dirt of gravel. Never over the handlebars, however.
She’s fine. Try being a member of the “Attempted to go through the bars club”. I bounced off the truck (I fucking hate left-turning cagers) and went off the bike. Off the back, side, hell, I don’t know.
Her landing actually probably saved her ass.
Starting any lower and the first thing to separate would be her shoulders
That’s what happened to me the second time. I broke my left wrist and separated my right shoulder. They put a cast on the wrist and a sling for the shoulder. I basically couldn’t wipe my ass with either hand.
And you lived to tell the tale
Riding a little Honda XR-75 full blast across a field, might have been 1975 or thereabouts. Of course this was oil country and there was a 4 inch pipeline running across the field – not buried, but just laying across the top of the ground. Except where the ground eroded away and the pipe was a good foot in the air, except covered by the high grass and unseen by me. Hit it full on, me flying over the handlebars and the bike flipping through the air behind me. I locked my right arm and screwed my elbow up bad on landing. Also, landed on a fucking cactus too. Then the fucking bike landed on me. Not my best day.
That’s one of many dirt bike adventures where I earned my over the handlebars trophy.
Is the motor scooter ok?
Bwahahahahahahahahaha
About 1l2 or 13 years old, used to ride mountain bikes down a long hill to a dirt ramp, going airborne for a respectable distance. Did it many times without incident.
One day, decided to try it on my 26″ English Racer. No issue until I came off the ramp, only to watch the front wheel separate and take flight.
Now airborne, and watching the front wheel, knowing that the landing was going to hurt. Then watching the front forks bury themselves in the dirt. The bike stopped cold, I continued over the bars and across the gravel at the end of the run.
No broken bones, but lots of road rash, bruises, and a wrecked bike.
Physics is a thing…who knew?
I was 12 when I was on a downhill dirt road, ran smack dab into a good sized rock and launched over the bars. Proceeded to plow the road with my face a good 6-8 feet. I don’t remember it but my sister and brother told me what happened.
Removed a good portion of the skin off my nose/upper lip/chin. Bloodier than all get out. Good thing I was young, no scars. I was reeeeeeal careful after that. Only went over the handlebars twice after that, landed/rolled clean. I had learned by then. Paper route.
It’s called the Navicular bone AKA the Scaphoid bone. If fractured and not properly treated the results can be loss of mobility in the wrist. And I see wrist bone (there are 8 bones in the wrist ) fractures from dirt bike accidents routinely.
Thanks for the clarification. It’s been 40 years ago so even remembering what I did was a small miracle.
When you break it you can’t use your thumb to grab things. When the Doctor went to put a cast on the wrist he said, “Assume The Position”.
I held my hand up in position and he said “Looks Good”. When he got done I could drop a beer can into my hand and it fit perfectly with the cast on.