I never post here in FP, although I have had countless opportunities as I am mostly an off-road rider. My screen name, crashmaster, came from some riding buddies that over the years have been amazed at how well I seem to crash. Frankly, this forum scares me so I dont visit much. Anyway, I had a nice little 70 mph pavement slide back in September that I figured I would share with you. I had posted this in my RR, but it seems pretty appropriate to put it over here as well. Since then I have had one spectacular crash in Nicaragua when I got crossed up in some whoops, and the other day I high-sided in the rain, at night outside of Medellín and did a superman into oncoming traffic.... In all cases I was wearing full gear. The only crash that injured me was the one in the whoops. Getting fucked up in the whoops on a 500 lb. dual sport has a tendency to hurt. That one took me a few weeks to recover from. I hope this will convince folks to wear ATGATT, and maybe to drop the bucks for the good stuff as well. The long straight stretch of Mex 1 south of Chapala was virtually deserted, or so I thought. The moment I hit the pavement my brain kicked into neutral thinking, ah, this is kind of nice to riding on some long straight deserted slab for a change. Butt on the seat for once, and I relaxed. For some miles I was riding behind Miguel. In 6th gear at that speed my RPM's were a little on the low end so the motor was kind of chugging. I decided to bump up the speed to get to a smoother rpm for the motor. In order to do this I had to pass Miguel. Like I said, my brain was in neutral and I was lulled into complacency thinking that we were the only ones on the road as I had not seen another vehicle for miles. I got on the centerline and started to pass Miguel when I felt my rear end get bumped. I immediately knew what happened. There was a vehicle behind me making a pass and I was so brain dead that I didnt even check my mirror. I was instantly down, sliding with the bike for what seemed like an eternity. But in real time I separated from the bike immediately, then continued to slide down the pavement head first, on my back before I started to tumble. I was told that I tumbled around 10 times but I dont remember it. All I remember is that when I started to tumble I instinctively brought my hands and arms into my chest. I've been down at high speed numerous times off-road, and I have to say that this was a pleasant experience by comparison. When I stopped I was lying in the middle of the road and my only thought was to crawl to the side and get off the highway. After that I was simply lying there with my eyes closed taking stock of my condition. I can wiggle my toes. Good. I can move my fingers, good. But damn, I dont feel any pain, I must be really messed up. Am I alive? After a few seconds I cracked one eye open to see the guys standing above me. I looked at Miguel with one eye open and said, "I think I'm OK." Then I got up, started to walk around and realized that not only was I unhurt, but I had zero road rash, not even so much as a scratch on me. We loaded up the bike into the Dodge Ram and headed for the closest, town, Guererro Negro. My handle bars were broken in two so Ramon (the driver of the truck) took me to a welder and got the bars put back together. We then went to the Malarrimo Hotel, took stock of the situation, and decided to further evaluate the bike the next day. The bike was still rideable but needed some patching up. It fared surprisingly well because it simply slid on its right side and never tumbled, and never hit anything. CJracer will be mighty proud of how well his clutch cover held up in the crash. Soft bags dont do so well on pavement. It took me most of the day to get the bike back in shape to ride any distance. The only casualties of the day: My pride shredded backpack burst camelbak handlebars right mirror broken support frame under the headlight mask headlight mask dashboard mount throttle cables hand guards one bent fork cracked lower triple clamp at one of the pinch bolts throttle lock right tank and tank guard bent subframe bent luggage rack helmet scuffed up riding gear And finally, the front bumper of Ramon's truck. The following day I rode the bike to San Qunitin, then the next day home to San Diego. The Motoport Kevlar Mesh jacket is an amazing piece of gear. I got mine with the quad armor in it as well. This is what Motoport gear looks like after being tested sliding and tumbling across rough ass Mexican asphalt at 70 mph. This kevlar is amazingly tough stuff. Incredible actually. On top of that NONE of the stitching blew out either. The pants had a pretty good abrasion in only one area, but it didnt even go down to the inner liner. The jacket, well I think the way it looks after a crash like this is nothing short of staggering. Funny thing is that I was kind of wavering about spending 400 bucks on just an armored jacket as there are many cheaper option out there, but none nearly as good. The Quad armor pants were another 300 bucks, but well worth it. Very cheap insurance if you ask me. Helmet: Shoei Hornet. face shield and beak were gone but my head feels fine. Gloves: Motoport stretch kevlar. Except for some scuffs on the right glove knuckle plastic, they are in great shape. Boots: SIDI Crossfires, non-SRS. If I had been wearing anything less than full MX boots I'm pretty sure I would have broken an ankle or foot. FWIW, I always wear MX boots, even when street riding, you get used to them and they are well worth the protection. Like I said, I dont like visiting this forum, but I hope that my experience will at least show the value of good riding gear.