Minor, quick and pretty painless, except for my pride. I was turning left between some buildings on a dirt drive, and there was the truck. I over corrected left, and down I went. Strange how we perceive time- I realized what was happening and why, I recognized the appropriate way to fall, and I could see the two attractive young ladies in the truck go from "Oh my!" to "Did you see that idiot?" all in the couple of seconds it took gravity to have it's way with me. Luckily I had on leather gloves and thick clothes, so no injuries... I was able to recover quickly, and the bike didn't stall, so I sorta waved and rode on. I can now swear to it: it's cooler to not fall off your bike.