On the Idea of learning to crash, I suggest watching some MotoGp. type racing.
Watch & learn to crash @ speed from the best.
A short version story...
I warm July afternoon 1993.
5 buddies & I decide to go camping up in Tobermory, Ontario for a couple of days.
Tobermory area is one natures greats.
Like the lakefront of northern Michigan for you yanks. :wink:
We rode 2 up on a pair of motorcycles,750 virago & 500 honda, in the baking sun.
Great ride.
2 guys followed in a ole' Toyota pick-up with cap.
Canoe hanging out of the bed, a top the tailgate.
Couple days of bush drinking

later its time to head home.
This day of departure is still warm, but drizzling upon us.
My buddy and I, who were passengers on the bikes decide to crawl in the bed of the pick up.
It will be safer and more comfortable in the covered bed.
20 mins into the trip home. An hour from the closest Hospital.
Suck a la douche, falls asleep @ the wheel. Runs offroad, wakes up & does the worst possible thing.
Cranks the wheel. Digs into the soft shoulder. Gets sideways.
Then the fun begins.
Right rear tire blows.
We do 3 full rolls sideways covering both lanes @ 100+kph.
An interesting thing happened to me, as we started that first rotation.
Time slowed to a crawl.
I realized that we were rolling. Asked "God" if this was it. Calm came over me.
Suddenly visions of a motorcycle race that I watched a couple of months earlier filled my mind.
Particularly a side piece they did on techniques for "safe" crashing.
The long and short of it was.
Turtle.
Bring your knee's up, extend your bent arms so your fists are about 8"-12" from your face.
Roll a bit of speed off, then slide.
A bit of a simplification, but watch a race crash & you will see what I mean.
Vicious high sides your on your own. Low sides/slides are very "survivable".
Because I was wearing a T-shirt instead of the leather jacket I had been using as a pillow.
I skin'd my entire back. Hamburger.
But I lived and was not paralyzed.
Luck, maybe fate, was the order of the day.
The irony is that my two friends on the bikes stopped safely behind us.
Admiring the whole crash

watchin' their friends get scattered everywhere.
This is a pretty short version of the events, but no doubt feel lucky to be alive.
It was the beginning of my realization that when it's your time, it's your time.
Smile, be at ease, embrace the next journey.
