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I read this on ducati.ms and wanted to pass it along to the Speedzilla crowd since we have a much larger audience who may know who this guy is...

The person who wrote it is a woman from Charlotte, NC who was riding with the guy when he died.

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Hi, I am new here. I am trying to find out if the gentleman I rode with on Saturday was a member of this board. I am sorry to say that he was in an accident and did not make it. I am wanting to get in touch with at least one of his friends to find out if we should form some kind of ride in his honor and/or send flowers to his wife, etc. We are not sure how she is handling this...she may not want to hear from us because well...we are riders and a bike is what took her husband from her. I can understand both sides honestly. I can see her not wanting anything to do with us, but I would hope she would accept some flowers and such from us to show our respect. We just don't know which to do because we do not want to disrespect someone we do not know. Here is what I posted on a local board in my area. Please let me know if any one here knows him or has ridden with him before. Thanks in advance...

Saturday I was riding with some friends and we happen to run across a fella on a red duc...I can't remember what size though (sorry) and he tagged along. We stopped and got lunch and I was talking to him about doing track days. He and I were trying to convince the others that the track is a safer place and that we should all go. I was pump because I was hopefully going to have a track buddy. Well, we get back on the bikes and head towards some twisty roads. Not even 1/2 mile down the first road, we lost our new friend

Ya know, I've seen quite a few accidents now and each time I get a little tougher. Yesterday was different though. It was a weird feeling deep inside that thought this was all just some bad dream. We had JUST met this guy and not even 2 hours after joking with him at lunch, he's wedged under a truck and struggling for his last breath. I was waiting for him to pop back up and dust himself off and say "hey guys, I’m aight, let's RIDE!" But...it didn't happen. Shockingly, I didn't cry at all at the scene. I held myself together pretty damn good. But once I crossed the threshold to my house, it hit me like a ton of bricks. The ride home was the loneliest ride ever. The thought of his family was in the back of my mind the whole time. He won't be going home tonight to hug his wife and kiss his children. He won't be at that track day with me like we were talking about

Anyway, I was curious if you guys knew him. He was an incredibly nice gentleman. Within 30 minutes of talking with him, it was like he knew us for years. He fit in really well and he even joked with me about "don't let the old age fool ya" hehe He was pretty quick on that Ducati but when he entered his last corner, he got spooked and hit the front brakes.

His name was Jon Hogsten, 37 years old, and he was on a red 03 Ducati. We picked him up around Concord, NC and I believe that is where he is from. Ring any bells?
 

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The day that I got in my "I should have died but I was way lucky" crash, I had thought about crashing as we all pulled away from the KrispyCream parking lot. I remember looking around as we rode off, thinking, "This could be some of the last things I see and feel. This could be the last day of my life and I have no way of knowing. I could die on this ride: it happens all the time." Now that I look back on it, it’s kind of weird that it almost came true.

Point is… it happens so fast you don’t have a clue what happened. If you’re lucky, you open your eyes to an ER nurse who is asking, "Do you know where you are?"

If you’re not lucky….

The only way to guarantee you won’t die on your Ducati is to not ride it. I choose to continue riding mine. That’s selfish, but it’s part of what I want in this life… right or wrong.

My heart goes out to his family and friends. Life can be tough. But… I’ll bet he had a big ‘ol shit-eatin grim right to the very end. I know I did.
 

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Well said:clapper
 

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I went down this sunday and while I remember bits and pieces I don't remember the entire crash. Riders who spoke with me afterwards told me I didn't have the correct day, name, etc, etc. I was fully geared up when I went down. I hear stories like this all the time and a similar one happen to me a couple of years ago in Northern California. I know this is dangerous and my ex is going off saying it's time for me to hang it up but I love it so much..what to do?
 

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I think you should do what makes you happy.

If you choose to cotinue to ride, make sure that people who depend on you will be taken care of.

You'll die on way or another. Personally, I'd rather die doing what i love, than regret all the wasted opportunities at my death bed.

Ultimately, you have to choose what's improtant for you. If it's long happy life with your family and your children, then perhaps motorcycles are not for you.

Asking these questions is really pointless, as only you can answer them.
 

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drthompson65 said:
I went down this sunday and while I remember bits and pieces I don't remember the entire crash. Riders who spoke with me afterwards told me I didn't have the correct day, name, etc, etc. I was fully geared up when I went down. I hear stories like this all the time and a similar one happen to me a couple of years ago in Northern California. I know this is dangerous and my ex is going off saying it's time for me to hang it up but I love it so much..what to do?
I think you need to do what YOU want to do. You know the dangers/consequences of riding on the street, but you also know how much enjoyment you get from it. My ex went ballistic when she found out I bought a bike saying "What about our kids...blah blah blah." I no longer had to listen to her shit and put up with any kind of manipulation and expressed that very clearly to her. When she got her new tits I wasn't there trying to talk her out of it and say, "What if something goes wrong in the operation and you get an infection and die. Think about our kids."
She has NO right to try and talk you out of doing something you love. You know the dangers and I am sure you always take your kids into consideration. Every time I am doing 130 speeds, I think of my kids and I slow it down. I am sure you do the same. Instead of giving up bikes, why not just try and learn from what happened and try not to repeat. Don't let someone manipulate you. You owe her nothing and her opinions should have left when she did.:twocents
 

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My condolences.

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CaliDuc said:
You know the dangers and I am sure you always take your kids into consideration.
When my son is with me at a track day or if I'm leaving the house for a ride I always tell him I love him in case the worst case happens. I haven't given up what I love and I don't want him to finish growing up without a dad. There is a balance in life, if we have kids we can't think entirely of ourselves, yet we also only live once too.
 

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some good thoughts here. motorcycling is about accepting risk, and doing what you can to best prevent and reduce the effects in the event of an incident (gear/common sence/speed/riding technique/riding companions). i got out of my recent crash relatively unscathed, but it could as easily not been so-and i did learn a shitload too. i have no thoughts of giving it up but i also don't have the kids/family to support (but likely my thoughts would be the same regardless), and have good health insurance. its always tough to read about the death of a fellow rider, but at the same time can act as a warning assuming the detail about the accident are known and can be used as a learning mechanism.
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Hi Hank, not sure if you are around still, but I wanted to share an update on this if you are....

I read this on ducati.ms and wanted to pass it along to the Speedzilla crowd since we have a much larger audience who may know who this guy is...

The person who wrote it is a woman from Charlotte, NC who was riding with the guy when he died.

Sad news....






Rider down - RIP
Hi, I am new here. I am trying to find out if the gentleman I rode with on Saturday was a member of this board. I am sorry to say that he was in an accident and did not make it. I am wanting to get in touch with at least one of his friends to find out if we should form some kind of ride in his honor and/or send flowers to his wife, etc. We are not sure how she is handling this...she may not want to hear from us because well...we are riders and a bike is what took her husband from her. I can understand both sides honestly. I can see her not wanting anything to do with us, but I would hope she would accept some flowers and such from us to show our respect. We just don't know which to do because we do not want to disrespect someone we do not know. Here is what I posted on a local board in my area. Please let me know if any one here knows him or has ridden with him before. Thanks in advance...

Saturday I was riding with some friends and we happen to run across a fella on a red duc...I can't remember what size though (sorry) and he tagged along. We stopped and got lunch and I was talking to him about doing track days. He and I were trying to convince the others that the track is a safer place and that we should all go. I was pump because I was hopefully going to have a track buddy. Well, we get back on the bikes and head towards some twisty roads. Not even 1/2 mile down the first road, we lost our new friend

Ya know, I've seen quite a few accidents now and each time I get a little tougher. Yesterday was different though. It was a weird feeling deep inside that thought this was all just some bad dream. We had JUST met this guy and not even 2 hours after joking with him at lunch, he's wedged under a truck and struggling for his last breath. I was waiting for him to pop back up and dust himself off and say "hey guys, I’m aight, let's RIDE!" But...it didn't happen. Shockingly, I didn't cry at all at the scene. I held myself together pretty damn good. But once I crossed the threshold to my house, it hit me like a ton of bricks. The ride home was the loneliest ride ever. The thought of his family was in the back of my mind the whole time. He won't be going home tonight to hug his wife and kiss his children. He won't be at that track day with me like we were talking about

Anyway, I was curious if you guys knew him. He was an incredibly nice gentleman. Within 30 minutes of talking with him, it was like he knew us for years. He fit in really well and he even joked with me about "don't let the old age fool ya" hehe He was pretty quick on that Ducati but when he entered his last corner, he got spooked and hit the front brakes.

His name was Jon Hogsten, 37 years old, and he was on a red 03 Ducati. We picked him up around Concord, NC and I believe that is where he is from. Ring any bells?
 
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