Not to brag - but I am kind of with Bob - I've only dropped a bike once before my ST1300 tip-over - and it was intentional. In about 1979, I was coming back into Kingston, ON late one night after being out of town for a week and found two interesting things:
- a street that previously been smoothly paved had been totally dug-up while I was away - and was now covered with very loose gravel;
- the streetlights were totally out on that stretch of road.
I was tooling along on my 1975 Yamaha XS650B and suddenly, I was on loose gravel in the dark - and then some stupid git pulled out of a sidestreet right in front of me - and then he STOPPED. I laid the bike down on the left side and pushed it away as we slid along in the gravel. All I could think was "I hope that old Yamaha goes right through his door and bursts into flames".
Unfortunately, (or maybe fortunately) the bike stopped about an inch from the car and I stopped about a foot from the bike. I was lying there sort of dazed and I heard the power window go down and a woman said "Is he alright?" The man (driving) said "I don't know and I don't want to wait for the cops after all the beer I had at the party" - and then the window went up and the front wheels sprayed gravel all over me and the bike as that...person....took off and left me lying alone in middle of the dark street.
In 1979, there were only two large front wheel drive cars sold in North America: the Olds Toronado and the Cadillac Eldorado - and neither were common sights in a small Ontario city. So, I spent the next few weeks looking for one of those cars and the...person driving it. Fortunately for that driver, I never found it. Anyhow, I picked myself up, dusted myself off and got going again with just a little road-rash on me and my bike to show for the encounter.