Posted on 12/12/2016 3:29:44 PM PST by BBell
A motorcyclist who sailed off the Lake Pontchartrain Causeway after crashing into a sport utility vehicle was clocked at 116 mph moments before the wreck, a bridge official said Monday (Dec. 12). The search for the victim has resumed, with sheriff's deputies from St. Tammany and Jefferson parishes scouring the water in boats.
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Dufrechou said a Causeway police officer was driving south on the bridge on Saturday at about 11 p.m. when he saw a motorcycle speeding north. The officer radioed to a colleague who was parked in a crossover near the bridge's eight-mile hump.
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Investigators were not sure whether the cyclist lost control and flew off the motorcycle before or after hitting the left rear of the SUV, which was in the right lane, Dufrechou said. The debris field started just before the 8.1-mile marker and extended several hundred feet to the north, he said.
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My neighbor (State Trooper) told me at his last post was came up on a bike accident one day. Said this stretch of road was known as a thrill ride for the crotch rockets. Big sweeping curve with long straight away before it. The thrill was to see how fast you could take the curve.
Anyhow this biker lost it on the curve, went airborne and hit a post holding the guardrail. He was disemboweled. Said it gutted him like a fish.
Strange that Illinois is not on that list. (The original article misses it too.)
A friend of mine (who was also an ardent motorcycle rider) witnessed a fatal motorcycle accident in FL. Said the other rider lost control & hit a high curb at a high rate of speed. The impact launched the rider OVER a power line. Needless to say, he did not survive. My friend was never the same, afterward. Turned to other stuff (drugs & alcohol) for “thrills” (my word) and ended up permanently institutionalized.
Closed casket or a large Ziploc bag.
Yes, we have a lot of “ambulance chasers” down here. Thanks for the info.
“Street pizza”
National Lampoon did a 50’s teen ballad like “Leader of the pack” where the motorcyclist tries to cut between two oncoming cars but “he never knew it was a truck...between the diesel headlights something looked like pizza pie”.
I’ll stick to my A/C cooled minivan “cage”.
If that’s not staged, he’s one lucky SOB.
Me too
My folks wouldn’t allow it
First semester Ole Miss in 76 I had a 74 H2 with smoothbores and three in one denco and three in three hookers when I wanted to be artillery loud..lol
Second in 79 was a NIB. Suzuki GS 1100RS WITH KUNIS AND HANDBLOWN YOSHI ETC...10.2 bike and 175 top end...road racing slick
Last rideable bike was my GPZ1100 triple bored out to 1264 and all the gear and nitrous.....rand low 9s with right guy and about 190 topped out
Best toy bike was an XR750 I wish I’d kept...squirrelly is thy name but what a torque beast ...I thought I was King Kenny on it
Had a couple of BMW flat twins and loads of dirt bikes....still do...KTM TWO STROKE BABY!
My insurance won’t allow bikes now.
My oldest boy aged 16 wanted that KTM four stroke 390 Ducati looking thing called the Duke for high school
I told him no way jack....u get killed I’d have to bury yer mommy right along with you....and u gonna wreck
I have had my share and pins in me to prove it ....several of my pards died on bikes...it’s just how it goes and I had bikes as primary mode all of college..even for dates...me at ole miss with my KD or DDD or Chi Omega hotness on the back going to the Gin....hell yeah..cops were nicer then about that
Anyhow I shared with him a tragedy from 1973 when a friend went out after school and hung out and smoked some bong hits with all of us and hopped on his Kawasaki KZ350 two stroke street rocket and on the way home crested a hill at high speed right into a steel bed garbage truck that pulled in from of him with doing about 75
One of our buddies dad a neurosurgeon was first on scene and he was still alive and whispered to the doc “tell me momma I’m so sorry ....”
And that was it..gone forever at 15...a long time ago now but I ain’t forgot..it shook all us with him that afternoon but good
Nope no motorcycles for teenagers....
As for the tough talkers here....I doubt they are up for much in the real world if you get my drift....anyone who has lived doesn’t talk that sort of smack..dead giveaway ...never busted a grape
I knew from my teen years I had to avoid bikes to stay alive. I just knew it. “A man’s got to know his limitations.” I knew bikes were one of mine.
That is strange, and I hadn’t actually noticed that fact.
Now we used to go driving through the mountains in fall, mainly because Sheila having grown up in Louisiana never really saw mountains and she loved the changing of the leaves.She had never really been in snow for that matter, and her first driving experience in it, was her last. She said she was doing 360’s down the highway. Thankfully that was all she did. After that though if there was any snow, or snow forecast I had to drive her to wherever she needed to go, be it work or the store.
Yes. I was just trying to see if there was a “pattern” for large population, lib states, and realized IL wasn’t listed.
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