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Your story might help prevent another cyclist from having a serious accident. If you would like to add it to this page please send me your story in the form of an e-mail to Ron Jackson

Story #1 Perhaps it is fitting that I, the site founder, bare his soul first. I flew light aircraft for about ten years between 1990 and 2000 with approximately 1600 takeoffs and an equal number of landings. I had enough time in the air to circle the world almost four times and did not get a scratch on me from flying. I kept a couple of fold up bikes in the plane to use at isolated airports. I discovered there was more joy for me in cycling than flying. Within four years of starting to ride regularly I had two major bike wrecks being knocked unconscious both times. I agonized over the disparity in the safety experience between doing something inherently dangerous, flying, and something I did as a kid, cycling. I became convinced the difference was education. Before you receive your flying license there is a great deal of time spent in ground school and also in flying with a licensed instructor. We all know how much time it takes to be allowed on the road with a bike. In my discussions with other cyclists I have discovered the accident history in cycling is appalling. Those discussions are corroborated with data from other web sites, NHTSB, collegiate researchers and first hand personal stories and those in the press. I am not so naive that I believe this one site can prevent you from getting hurt but hopefully it will make you think a little more about safety and perhaps help some in accident prevention.- Ron

 

Story #2 First a quote from a recent Road Bike Rider newsletter: "In fact, riding on roads that put the low sun at your back can be risky too. Oncoming drivers with the sun in their eyes may not see you when making a left turn across your path."

Boy, does that sound familiar!  (1981 – Kansas City, 7:30 AM.  Westbound on Linwood Blvd, the eastbound Alfa Romeo turned left onto Holmes.  That was the end of my Nishiki)

 I made it sound like the bike was the only concern, but believe me the bike, and my derriere, were minor compared to what might have been – I’m lucky to be alive.  And I think of the sun differently.  Granted the driver may have turned a little fast, but I don’t recall that he was speeding.  Both from what happened and his reaction afterward, it was evident that he never saw me at all.  I was in the right of way, but that really didn’t matter in the greater scheme of things.  You simply can’t rely on “right-of-way” against a moving 1 to 2 ton weight, and even more caution is required with a low sun situation.  I was fortunate that I saw him in time to brake, because I ran into the side of his car instead of being rolled over from the side by the front of his car, which would have been the case had we “met”  half second earlier.  And me being twice as old now (or is that half as young?) I’m sure that there is a lot less chance now of flying through the air, landing on the other side of the intersection and only having to get up and brush myself off -Mike

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Story #3 This is a good story about (not) paying attention and wearing your helmet.

A few years ago my wife and I were doing the Harmony Hundred. About 15 miles after lunch we were riding along with her behind me and I remarked on the markings in the road and wondered what they meant. In looking down to see them her front wheel got caught up in my back wheel and she went down hard. I don't know how I kept from going down, but I didn't. I heard her go down and stopped turning to see her and her bike in the middle of the road. I went up to see if she was alright and she didn't answer at first. When she did I got her and the bike out of the road and let her rest for a few minutes. She decided she was okay and went to get on her bike lost her balance and fell again. I decided then that she was done for the day and called the sag truck. While in the sag truck back to town a further inspection of her helmet showed it to be compressed in one spot. That and her dizziness led us to a trip to the emergency room where they diagnosed a mild concussion. All of this at relatively low speeds and with a helmet. The only good part of the day was getting to watch the nurse scrub the road rash out of her arm. She had to sleep with a t shirt on for quite awhile after that. Then get in the shower with the t on and let it soak off her wounds. - Fred and Barb

 

Story #4 The below story from Helen relates pretty closely to Tip #9 on the Tips page

Ron,

My daughter Rosanna tells me that I'm a real cyclist now that I've had a major wipeout with injuries and can get right up and say "cycling is still the best sport in the world!"

There is a new frozen custard place in Overland right at the corner of Trescott Ave and Woodson Road but I didn't realize that there was a two inch difference between the road and their driveway until I was air-born. I am so so so glad I wear a helmet. I could hear the resounding crack as it hit the concrete and immediately thought "that could have been my skull". As it is I came through with a skinned knee and hand and chin and bruised shoulder, but it sure could have been a lot worse.

Now I go to Skeeters for my frozen custard. No bike hazards and it's cheaper there!

- Helen

 

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Story #5 An irresponsible truck drive and group of cyclists almost cause a tragedy - League of American Bicyclists has a tip on how to best handle a similar situation - see our tip #12 on the Tips page

Ron,

 
Wanted to pass along our exciting moment during our last Saturday ride....... given you are the 'ride safety' guy.
 
Mike, Jay and I headed out for our Saturday morning ride (which we all wish you would join us for, as soon as you can) at 6:45.  We originally scheduled it for 6:30, but it was too dark, so we waited another 15 minutes for some light.  We were heading to the bottoms and had an uneventful ride over Baxter to Eatherton and then onto Centaur road.  We only went a short way down Centaur and turned around, heading back to St. Joe's.  As we rode Centaur towards Eatherton, we noticed a large group of riders on Eatherton.  There were 60+ riders and about 10 cars in line behind them.  They turned onto Centaur and as we approached them, we began to look over, wave, say hi, etc.  Since they were a large group, they were riding 3 and 4 across, taking up the entire lane.  Something that usually makes cars and trucks unhappy.  They may have been riding this way on Eatherton as well, given the number of vehicles trailing them.  As the three of us looked ahead, all about the same time, we saw a pickup truck passing the riders and heading straight for us at a fast rate of speed.  The limit is 40, but not appropriate for all the riders that were around at that time.  The three of us hit the breaks at the same time and shimmied our way over to the right side of the road as far as possible only to see the truck roar past us, gaining speed as he went.  We didn't have to put the bikes in the grassy ditch, but I was seriously thinking about it in the 3 seconds we had to avoid the truck, it's tires, mirrors, and fenders.  I was following Mike and Jay and they did a great job of remaing calm, announcing the truck, and braking at a steady, but not extreme pace.  One of the group riders noticed the truck coming, ran off the road and did a heels over head flip into the grassy siding.  The truck kept going, his group kept going, including the folks behind him, but we slowed and stopped to see if he was ok ( and the fact that our hearts were pounding as if we just did a 1 minute ride up St. Paul's hill).  We checked on the fallen rider, settled ourselves and headed back to St. Joe's without another car / truck incident.
 
Now I've seen a group like that on the same road and wonder if they were riding like that on Eatherton and the truck was just fed up with them taking over the entire lane.  So without regard for us, just went to pass them as fast as possible......... yikes.
 
Any safety tips you can impart on us, oh wise one?
 
Take care of that bite!
 
Tom

 

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Story #6

Ron,

I really liked the website.

I was particularly interested in "Tip #8".

Last summer, Carolyn and I were on a week long organized trip is Wisconsin. On the second day, a rider drifted off of the road near the bottom of a hill. He attempted to correct back onto the road and spilled across the road. A following rider endo'd over him and subsequently suffered very serious brain injuries. He was hospitalized for several months.

Later in the week on the same trip, a fellow did the same thing directly in front of us. I was able to stop the tandem in time to keep from hitting him but the experience was sobering.

If I knew how to forward your website to Jr. J, the tour promoter, I would. I think that his email is drjpedal@webtv.net

Regards, Al

 

 

Story #7 Below posted with permission from West Newsmagazine publish date was March 12, 2008. 
 

Physician battles back from bicycle accident

By Laura Saggar
 

“My accident was a freakish thing. I was descending down a hill, there was a blind curve. I’ve gone down that hill hundreds or thousands of times. I made sure I was way over on my side of the road. But when I went around the curve there was a truck coming way over on my side. The only thing I could do was go into a ditch, a very unfriendly ditch.” - Jim Wessely

 Wessely, an M.D. and co-director of St. Luke’s Hospital Emergency Department, described his bicycle accident as the worst thing that has ever happened to him. In July 2007, Wessely was riding on Melrose Road in Wildwood like he did routinely with his buddies. The four of them trained and even competed in a race together just the day before his accident. Wessely, 56, of Ballwin, did the best he had ever done in a race. Wessely came in with the 25-year-olds, certainly a victory worth celebrating.
 

The next day, life suddenly changed for him.
 

Wessely went out riding with his three friends he calls his cronies with whom he had been riding for 25 years. They went the route they were all used to going.
 

Wessely admits he was foolish to be cruising so fast - he estimates 30 mph - down a hill with a blind curve.
 

“I had no reason to be going anything but slow,” Wessely said. “I was going first down the hill, they were right behind. Then I saw the truck coming and there was no pavement left to stay on. I went into the ditch and something stopped my front wheel right then and broke the force. I went flying and hit my head on a rock that caused a big dent in my helmet.”
 

Wessely said the force that stopped him was so strong that it broke the carbon fiber front fork of his bicycle in half. Fortunately, Wessely had no loss of consciousness during the accident.
 

“There I was, lying in a ditch,” Wessely said. “My friends were far enough back they stopped and didn’t crash. I couldn’t feel anything below my neck. My thought at that point in time was that I was completely screwed. I was a quadriplegic. I saw my right arm but I couldn’t feel or move it.”
 

Wessely said when he rides with his friends, one of them carries a cell phone in case of emergencies. In this ride Wessely had the phone in his pocket. Wessely told his friends to get the phone and call 9-1-1. When help arrived, Wessely said he recognized the paramedic from work, although he was used to receiving patients from the paramedic, not being treated by one.
 

But just before Wessely was transported to the hospital he found a little hope. His friend told him he was moving his feet, even though Wessely did not know it. Then Wessely tried to move his hands and he did very slightly. Then Wessely said he started to feel a tingling sensation all over his body, like one would feel after their foot or arm falls asleep.
 

When Wessely arrived at his ER department, he knew his physician.
 

“I knew I had a spinal cord injury,” Wessely said. “When I got to the ER I still had this tingling all over, but was able to move my hands and feet. I told Dr. Meinzen right away I broke my neck. I did and they told me it was bad. I was in terrible pain. My neck hurt like crazy.”
 

Wessely’s neck hurt for good reason. He had nine broken bones: six in his spine and neck and three ribs. He could feel the pain through the morphine shot. In a couple days, Wessely was facing an 8-hour surgery and months of recovery, continuing even to today.
 

“First they went in through the front of my neck and used a special screw to stabilize it,” Wessely said. “They had a special brace around me holding me up, everything was very precise and that takes time. At one point they turned me over and then put in the screws and plates that I will have forever.”
 

Wessely said the recovery after the surgery was extremely painful. Surgeons stabilized Wessely’s head from the outside with a halo. Wessely described the contraption as torture from which he still has the scars.
 

“They insert screws in through your skull that are connected to this halo around your head. The halo is connected to some bars that go down around your chest,” Wessely said. “Then there is a vest over your chest that the bars go into to keep your head and neck from moving at all. It was very painful. You’re kind of suspended in this halo. Sleeping was horrible. I had to have that on for two months.”
 

Wessely said he thought that would be a good day when the halo came off, but then the hard collar he had to wear next made his neck even more painful. Then Wessely said he hit another bump in the road when, after the halo was removed, he began to lose sensation in his hands and have tingling in his arms. Wessely said the fear that all of sudden, after overcoming so much, he would still become paralyzed hit him hard.
 

Wessely’s doctors discovered he was having swelling of the spinal cord as a delayed inflammatory reaction from the trauma. |
 

“They said all we could do was wait,” Wessely said. “I was very depressed, but then over a period of weeks my wife noticed I was using my knife and fork again. I thought I was just adapting. I was going to physical therapy and occupational therapy. It was so painful, but it gradually got better and better. Now I have some tingling just in the tips of my toes and fingers.”
 

Wessely said his neurologist thinks the tingling will go away in a year or so.
 

“I honor the surgeons who put me back together again,” Wessely said. “I’m so happy I’m doing as well as I am. They (my colleagues) told me to just get through this and I will go back to work. I even applied for disability and got it. But just when I got approved for it, I went back to work. I really wanted to. I lost who I was. What I was before the accident was a doctor on committees. I felt very happy and good about myself. I was in great shape. The day before my accident, I finished in a race with 25-year-olds. To lose all that in one second; I lost being a doctor. I was a terrible husband. I hand it to (my wife) for sticking it out, I was horrible.”
 

Wessely said he had tremendous unexpected support from so many people who helped him and his wife through everything. Wessely said he knows he was rough on his wife, Anne.
 

“She has a lot of friends, but sometimes so many people were so concerned about me they didn’t think about her. In a way, she was a silent victim,” Wessely said.
 

Wessely is back at work, but not quite physically ready to get back on a bike. But in spite of it all, he says he wants to get back behind the handle bars.
 

“My doctors think I can ride again,” Wessely said. “Most people I run into say you’re crazy to ride a bike again. I’ve ridden my whole life. I’m not going to race anymore. I would be very careful if I ever ride again.”
 

Wessely still prefers cycling as his form of exercise. Running is too tough on his knees and the impact is too much for his neck. Swimming also is a little awkward for now. Wessely’s bones in his neck are fused together, preventing them from turning and looking from left to right.
 

But at least his sense of humor is fully recovered.
 

“My joke is I can’t say no because I can’t turn my neck that way because the bones are fused,” Wessely said. “My wife loves to take advantage of that.”
 

As for the truck that forced Wessely off the road, no charges were ever filed because the driver was never found or came forward. Wessely said the truck drove on and he isn’t sure if the driver knew he went off the road.
 

“The truck just went on,” Wessely said. “I remember it all. It was a big full-sized king cab truck. I remember he laid on the horn when he saw me, but didn’t move over. He was way over on the left side of the road. It’s a wide road, but there isn’t a lane marker and cars usually drive in the middle if there isn’t a line.”
 

Wessely’s advice to other road cyclists is to be careful and prepare for the worst-case scenario when on the road with cars because most drivers are looking for cars, not bicycles.

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