Hi there,

Not sure if anyone has made a similar post here, I couldn't find anything on the forum, but was wondering what is the one the stranger things that has happened to you while riding your bike? Not really talking about accident or wipe-out stuff (unless it was caused by something pretty strange, such as a bear or a leprechaun jumping out in front of you), just other kind of things.

For example, in regard to myself I would probably say it was getting bit by a bat, at speed: About 2 years ago, around dusk, I was flying home on my ER-6N, in a hurry because, a bit ironically, MotoGP was going to be starting soon. I was wearing finger-less leather gloves. Near the dip in the road in front of the entrance to Le Meridien Patong, out of nowhere comes a black shape faster than anything right across my front headlight and latches onto the end of my left middle finger, which as always was hanging over the clutch lever with my forefinger. A not huge but very sharp pain ensued, and while keeping my speed (was kinda too shocked to think about slowing down:) I lifted that hand off the bar and was rather surprised to see a bat hanging by his mouth from the end of my middle finger!

I tried shaking him off but the little bugger had a pretty good grip. Finally after about 5 seconds of shaking he fell or flew off. I kept going and then stopped at the first pharmacy in Karon just to get a bit of hydrogen peroxide and iodine to clean the bite, which in the light I could clearly see 2 tiny holes with just a bit of red coming out.

The next day I went to a doctor and started a rabies vaccination series just to be on the safe side (even though technically Phuket is said by authorities to be rabies-fee) but only went a couple of times because I got busy. Worse part though was that for a few days my 5-yr. old daughter was genuinely scared daddy might turn into a Vampire!

So again, would be interested to hear any other strange or weird things that any of you have experienced and care to share.

I had also an encounter with a bat. Was driving before sunset from Naiharn towards Promthep Cape when a bat came and landed on my leg. It didn't bite me or maybe it tried and failed to get through my jeans. Stayed there quite a while until I brushed it off but definitely weirded me out a good bit.

Another incident which is not so weird but still memorable: drove down the soi behind Big C near Central with open visor when a bee (or similar) stung me in my eye. Were I not so slow and no traffic behind me, this could have ended badly. Had to take a good rest with a pack of ice pressed into my face for a while.

I had also an encounter with a bat. Was driving before sunset from Naiharn towards Promthep Cape when a bat came and landed on my leg. It didn't bite me or maybe it tried and failed to get through my jeans. Stayed there quite a while until I brushed it off but definitely weirded me out a good bit.

Another incident which is not so weird but still memorable: drove down the soi behind Big C near Central with open visor when a bee (or similar) stung me in my eye. Were I not so slow and no traffic behind me, this could have ended badly. Had to take a good rest with a pack of ice pressed into my face for a while.

That's it, thx for the good stories! Sorry to hear about the bee and your face but glad that didn't happen to me -- I'm allergic to them and my head would maybe swell up and wouldn't be able to get my helmet off!

But your first story in conjunction with my own does raise the question: I wonder how many other riders here have been 'attacked' by bats in Phuket??

I got attacked by a frog... it went up my trouser leg while riding, I think it had been sitting in the footwell of the scooter, It kept going up and up! After wobbling all over the place I finally stopped and shook the thing out much to the amusement of the bar I managed to stop outside of haha. A friend of mine was in front of me in the UK, we were moving pretty quickly, a chicken run out on him and hit straight into his boot, huge explosion of feathers, thankfully he managed to stay onboard, sad day for the chicken. Sure theres many more in the memory bank that i cant remember

Just after I bought my first motorcycle, a Honda 250 Superdream, I was riding downhill in bitterly cold weather. I gently applied the back brake and wondered why the oil pressure light came on. It took me a while to realise the back wheel had locked up on ice. Mild panic as the bike went sideways and I continued down the hill at about 60mph. Somehow I stayed on and continued to the pub. About half an hour later two friends arrived telling how they had just fallen off at the same spot.

The next day I paced out the length of the slide.....150 metres and no idea how I stayed upright.

Just after I bought my first motorcycle, a Honda 250 Superdream, I was riding downhill in bitterly cold weather. I gently applied the back brake and wondered why the oil pressure light came on. It took me a while to realise the back wheel had locked up on ice. Mild panic as the bike went sideways and I continued down the hill at about 60mph. Somehow I stayed on and continued to the pub. About half an hour later two friends arrived telling how they had just fallen off at the same spot.

The next day I paced out the length of the slide.....150 metres and no idea how I stayed upright.

I'm not surprised -- what with the weather there I personally think you Brits are amongst the most innately toughest riders in the world, I think it's in your genes.

I got attacked by a frog... it went up my trouser leg while riding, I think it had been sitting in the footwell of the scooter, It kept going up and up! After wobbling all over the place I finally stopped and shook the thing out much to the amusement of the bar I managed to stop outside of haha

Good thing it wasn't one of the poisonous varieties! Anyway, "A guy and a frog walked into a bar..." -- just kidding.

Last month simultaneusly hit 2 doves, one off the bike fairing, one off the helmet.

No damage to me or the bike.

Not sure how the birds fared...hit & run.

Hit my dog when riding my mountain bike once.

Flipped over the bars, but I didn't spill my beer.

...Hit my dog when riding my mountain bike once.

Flipped over the bars, but I didn't spill my beer.

I'm sure your dog was impressed

In California I had a Kawi1000cc. & was driving from San Francisco to Los Angelos & had my bike fully dressed. It had an incredible balance to it & I ride no handed

with cruise control on & only need to hold the bars for about an hour & a half on a 10 hour ride(less gas & piss breaks) upon coming into LA is saw this glint of metal in the road. A semi unloaded a full load of guard rails onto the freeway. I must have been one of the first to see before the cops came to stop traffic. I was quick to grab the handlebars & avoid disaster.

Up here I hit a charging dog:( & wasted it upon impact. Very bummed I love dogs but it was unavoidable & I was only going 60 KPH. Worst was a bee to the forehead

Damn near knocked me off the bike & it swell up like a balloon. I wish I could find a bike that balanced like my 83 Kawasaki 1000 LTD. It was just incredible for doing stunts & I never had to worry about the balance on it.

The bike was used on a CHIPS episode with a German Shepard on the back & my buddy Scott was a pro stunt man back in the 80's. He did the no handed on the chase scene on the episode. Ahh The memories!

The bike was used on a CHIPS episode with a German Shepard on the back & my buddy Scott was a pro stunt man back in the 80's. He did the no handed on the chase scene on the episode. Ahh The memories!

Whoah, yeah that's a flashback and half -- thx, now I'm going to have to go watch some online episodes of CHIPS -- starting with this German Shepard stunt dog one!

Keep the good stories coming guys!

Got hit by a wasp right in the soft part at the bottom middle of my throat.

Thought nothing of it - about 5 minutes later felt the stings start.

The wasp was just stunned, and dropped into the neck of my t-shirt. On recovery it was Pi**ed and took it out on me.

Managed to come to a stop, slapping my chest all the time. Peeled off my jacket and shirt and saw a good half dozen spots where he got me.

Never saw him tho'

Man those wasps are furious. lucky it didn't force you off the bike!

I had 2 issues with animals...

1.Riding through Khao Yai I got stung by some huge thing that looked like a cross between a wasp and a dragonfly. It left an inch long barb in me (Insect still attached) and hurt really bad. Had to stop the bike and pull it out. My whole chest flared up red and spotty within the hour (I get really bad reactions to insect bites). I've got a picture of it somewhere before I took my revenge but never found out what it was. Still have a small scar from the puncture mark in my neck.

2. Narrowly avoided what I'm 99% sure was a cobra at the bottom of Patong Hill heading into Patong. Came slowly around the left hand bend and saw it (quite small, maybe 2-3 feet long) raise it's head in that classic pose ready to strike. Swerved a bit and gritted my teeth expecting a bite but fortunately it never struck. Got my heart racing though, not a big fan of snakes.

Two up with the wife just after dark and I see a swarm of bugs up ahead in the headlight beams. Then one much larger goes by the helmet and the wife screams in pain. Ends up it was a Tiger Hornet invading a bee nest and it went up in her visor and got her on the lip. Two nights in the hospital from that, but no complaints as one friend had an acquaintance die from a Tiger Hornet sting. I carry Benedryl all the time now.

Beer bottles thrown from cars.

Worth a re-post!

Note: Rifle exhaust and buffalo skull.

Man those wasps are furious. lucky it didn't force you off the bike!

Was close. And they say talking on a cell fone causes accidents - try this !

One time in the late 80's I was riding my SR 500 from my parents house to my college room some 90 km away.

At my parents house the roads was dry but very very close to zero deg.C so I was dressed up like the Michelin man.

15 km before I reached my destination I rode up a small hill and when I came to the top I saw to my horror that the road ahead was covered in thick snow.

I somehow managed to slow down without crashing and the bike felt very very loose in the snow whilst I slowed down.

The rest of the trip took about one hour and my hands and feet had no feeling in them.

Riding a middle size road bike in thick snow on road tires are not fun at all man and you can't use the front brake at all (if you do you go down) and rear brake only used very gentle.

I will never in my life forget that trip.

Crikey! My time riding has been uneventful compared to you blokes.

When I was 16, on my first 50cc Suzuki, I thought I looked so cool cruising downhill through the village with my right hand off the handlebar, resting on my thigh.

That was until I got near the junction at the bottom of the hill and went to lift my hand back up to the bar to apply the front brake. The stupid metal spring clip that they put on some gloves to clip them together (why is that anyway?) had got caught in a rip of my jeans. A frantic struggle ensued to get the glove unhooked from my jeans while trying to stay on the bike and negotiate the junction with one hand on the bars and without slowing down much... Not so cool after all.

Another time I was riding my GSXR on a rural road, doing about 80 mph and I just caught a glimpse of a pheasant in the verge. I swear to god that he looked at me straight in the eye and then stepped out right in front of me.

I hit it straight on, and the bird must have gone under the front wheel, made contact with the front edge of the belly pan, then got flicked up by the motion of the front wheel. It ripped the front mudguard off and dented the radiator as it went upwards, then smashed into the fairing liners under the clocks, breaking a few inner panels, then as I slowed down the corpse got wedged in the front wheel and when I finally stopped the remains were jammed between the brake callipers.

I was stood there trying to push it out with a stick, when another biker stopped, looked at it and said what a fˆˆking mess! then put his hand in and ripped it out! There was little left of the bird, but the wheel was covered in blood and there were sinews or guts hanging off the bleed nipples....

I went to Suzuki and they totalled up all the damaged parts at nearly 2,500 pounds!! The radiator on its own was 1,800 quid from memory as it was an all alloy curved rad.

In the end I got some used fairing liners and front guard and lived with a dented radiator for the remainder of my time with the bike.

I never even got to eat the pheasant.

A couple of interesting rides in Australia. Some memorable incidents below.

1. Rosella parrot glancing off of my helmet. Fortunately neither rider or parrot were going fast. So a few feathers lost and me saying a few choice words

2. Riding through a swarm of Cicadas at night. Some got in my left gauntlet, some down my jacket (those suckers bite). Fasted emergency stop I've ever done whilst disrobing. I said a lot of choice words here.

3. Hitting a small wallaby on sunrise. I survived, the wallaby didn't.

4. Getting hit in the visor at around 200kph by an Rhino Beetle (that was my speed at the time, as I was unsure of the beetles flight plan). Aftermath, came to a controlled stop. Looked like someone had through an egg at me. Gooey nasty stuff everywhere and the acknowledgement that it was a rhino beetle, as one of its horns was stuck in the visor. Better than being stuck in my face or eye.

5. Hitting black ice in the road for the first time in my life near the snow fields at Falls Creek in Victoria. Lucky I was going straight at the time. Bike slid sideways about 3' over the course of about 50'. I never came unstuck, but it was a pucker factor of 10 out of 10. My buddy on his VF1000F behind me had similar thoughts, as it was the first time for him as well (We're northerners and don't get the scary iced up roads.

I have a bunch more but that will do for the moment. There is a funny one about a GPZ750 Turbo and a Cockatoo that I must tell one day

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Not weird - but funny.

First date - girl on the back. Told her more than once to hang on ...

Came to a red light. Turned green, I took off.

Off the back she went, ending up sitting in the middle of the intersection on her a**

She says "Do you know how embarrassed I was ??"

Answer - I will buy you a dark visor.

Last date too.

Was in a car in Perth Aus. Just hit the first set of lights coming into town off the hiway. Big Harley pulled up beside me, rider was a club member with the typical leather jacket and patches, tough looking dude. He slowed down, pulled alongside and then proceded to just fall over, I guess he had been on a long ride and simply forgot to put his feet down.

Riding my Versys up in Khao Kho and a gekko climbed out from under the instrument binnacle and hung on to the speedo really enjoying the ride (it looked like) . He went back under there and might still live there to this day, my little riding buddy...only saw him the once though.

Electrical cable broke off in the street and hit the floor with a massive explosion. Must of been 5 meters away from it. The bang went through my chest.

I hit a kangaroo once. A kangaroo hit me once - jumped straight into my leg.

Mate hit a camel - luckily it was sitting down. In the middle of the Nullabor Plain in Oz when it was still dirt.

Nutted a pheasant to death once. It was delicious.

3 stories.

1. Riding my old 1952 Ariel VH Red Hunter (500cc single) with sidecar attached. I have a bent nose & goggles always have a gap between the goggles & my cheek on one side. On this occasion a wasp managed to get inside. Total panic. Pulled up as quick as I could in the middle of the road with no regard for other traffic & desperately clawed the goggles off. Didn’t get stung. If I’d been riding a solo there is no doubt I would have come off.

2. Riding a hired bike in Lombok, Indonesia. No other traffic except for a cop car coming toward me. They deliberately swerved to my side of the road & if I hadn’t ridden into a ditch it would have been a head on collision!

3. Riding my Triumph Thunderbird (Hinckley 900cc triple) through northern South Australia. Rode into a swarm of plague locusts. It was unbelievable. I hit the first few at around 130kph & even through my padded leather riding jeans they hurt. Immediately slowed down. Three different ‘life stages’ of locusts. Crawling on the road. Couldn’t see the road. Hopping at up to about handlebar height, & flying. It was the locust equivalent of a ‘white out’. I was wearing a full face helmet. Locusts splatter & leave a gooey residue on the visor which smears worse if you try to wipe it off. I quickly learned that they bounce off at under 40kph, but it was too late, I drove into the town of Orroroo with a spot about 1” square that I could see out of. The bike stank with splattered bugs all over the hot motor. When I pulled up in town, every local car had shadecloth across their radiators to protect them. As I was about to get off the bike a car pulled up alongside me & the bloke got out & said “They’re bad today eh?” He then went to the front of his car & pulled out the shade cloth dumping the equivalent of a large wheelbarrow full of locusts onto the road. I found a place with a pressure washer to get the worst off before the goo all set solid, but was still pickin the little buggers out from crevices months later.