Sooo rode my motorcycle in this morning. Threw the gopro on the front.. I’m runnin on the viaduct and I see the little bitch vibrate in front of me… a thought inside my head says “better grab that” so I reach for it with my throttle hand (it’s placed underneath the right rear view mirror to get some sick back wheel action shots) and I see the gopro vibrate off the fairing and fall onto the pavement.
Motherfucker, I’m in the middle of the viaduct… so I go down a block, turn around at the light and zip up Dunsmuir seeing if I can loop and pick it up.
I park my motorcycle by Rogers Arena and book it down the right side pedestrian pathway on the viaduct. I see this twisted piece of plastic on the left fast lane. 5 minutes has passed already and I’m thinking there’s no chance in recovering it.. I get closer and realize that fucking thing is still in one piece!! I watch another round of cars go by and the guys in the fast lane gingerly miss the precious gopro by inches.
The road clears up but I see this huge ass charter bus roll down the viaduct. I say ok I’ll wait.. shouldn’t be too long.. motherfucker slows downt o like 10km/h. FOR REAL?? I wait I wait.. I’m like fuck I should go get it.
The bus finally passes and as I wait for the last car behind it to go around the slow turtle, he fucking runs over my camera and the mounts shatter into a hundred little pieces.. god damnit
I went to go pick up the gopro (which was fine in it’s case), and the little shards of plastic mountings on the road and make my way back to the sidewalk before the next round of cars go through..
gopro still works.. file it was filming is corrupt so no falling footage. when i get a replacement mount, i'm going to be tethering that bitch onto something next time.. SIGH.