Sunday, 14 October 2012

Chance and Time

This morning we had to visit Hawes again.   The day was just as beautiful, the hills standing out against a blue sky, puffy clouds and a light breeze - a perfect day to view our beautiful Dales.   There was not a lot of traffic about apart from caravans going home to be put to bed for the Winter and motor cyclists on their last few rides out in the Dales before putting their bikes to bed for the Winter too.

Wensleydale is indeed a beautiful Dale but sadly every year there are deaths of motor cyclists on our narrow roads.   In fact there are various accident black spots where flowers and little memorials mark the spot where someone has died.  This morning we passed one such spot where a lady was replenishing the flowers -a stark reminder of such deaths.

Time and chance play a large part in these deaths, as they do in so many incidents in our lives.   A chance meeting on a train, in a bus, in a cafe, in the park, at the bus stop - which changes our lives for ever, which makes lasting friendships, which puts us in touch with one another.   Or the one day in the week when we buy a Daily Paper and notice an advert which catches our eye and results in us buying something which changes our lives (this happened with the purchase of Tess, my Border Terrier).

Well, on our return journey this morning an incident entirely due to chance and time, almost resulted in what could have been a fatal accident.   It struck me that this is how almost all accidents must occur (here I am speaking of traffic accidents).   We were driving through the village of Aysgarth, which has a 30 mile an hour speed limit, going Eastwards.   At the same time a motor cyclist with a pillion passenger was travelling towards us - and I would be sure we were both well within the speed limit.   Suddenly with no warning, an elderly gentleman in a car shot out of his drive, presumably having not seen the motor cyclist (he was on that side of the road).  At the last minute he saw the motor cyclist and slammed on his brakes.   The motor cyclist was too near to avoid hitting him so swerved round the bonnet of the car as fast as he could and back into his side of the road again.   Luckily we were maybe fifty yards too far back to hit him and were able to brake.   But it did strike me that another fifty yards forward, or another minute earlier and the motor cyclist and/or his pillion passenger would have been in real trouble.  Chance - time - call in what you will - often there is but a split second between a good outcome and a terrible one.   Makes you think, doesn't it?

11 comments:

John Gray said...

the fickle finger of fate Pat
I was thinking something siilar the other day when chris was almost knocked over walking on a zebra crossing the other morning

Joanne Noragon said...

And it did happen, two days ago. A dear friend pulled out of his business into the path of a driver in the wrong lane, passing a truck. He might have survived, but was tossed into the path of the truck being passed. The world has changed for his wife and teenage daughter.

Pondside said...

Life can change in an instant - I guess we're best to pay attention and live every minute as fully as we can.

Gerry Snape said...

glad that you are safe...everything is so quick now and we are all doing and not just being!

Hildred and Charles said...

Oh yes, Pat, I often think of chance and time and that fickle finger of fate. A few months ago I hugged our son and daughter in law at the door, and said 'drive safely'. Within half an hour I had a call from them - as they were going down the freeway in Penticton a 'monster' truck shot across theintercession,demolishing their car,but luckily leaving them with only minor injuries. Split second timing, -if only they had stopped for another word, another hug....

And what would I have done with my life if I hadn't gone hiking by the river that Easter Sunday and Charles hadn't taken a break from his studies for I.T.S. exams and gone for a short walk!!!!!!

Heather said...

It certainly does make you think. Several times when we have been out for the day, something similar happens on the road and I am grateful for my husbands quick responses. Keep on keeping safe!

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

The great mysteries of life are sometimes to big to think about.

Cloudia said...

thoroughly well reasoned and worth reading.

This 43 year 2-wheeler begs ALL to look for motorcycles and scooters.



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Pam said...

So glad you are all O.K.
Such a frightening experience for everyone and yes, you do tend to think "what would've happened of could've happened if only..." when there are tragedies that profoundly affect families.
My husband is a cyclist and tells me that cyclists and motorbike riders have to be extra diligent with incredible reflexes, because drivers just don't notice their presence a lot of the time.

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Em Parkinson said...

I think about all the circumstances that led up to my accident last year and wonder endlessly if I had done or not done various things, whether it would have happened. A fickle finger indeed.