Kaleidopete
Well-Known Member
I'm sure there are some good weird stories out there. I've only been riding like two years, and I've got one.
Last June I went out to do Waywayanda trail maintenance with Black Bear cycling club. We met by the beach area and the maintenance was to be on Plymouth lane, about 2.5 miles away. Jeff said to me “You know how to get there, right? you lead”. I said sure. Maybe he asked me to lead because he knows I‘m a crappy rider and he wanted me out front. So off we go and I’m riding harder than usual so as not to look bad. About a quarter mile in, by the lake I went down hard going over the bars on a rocky spot. Got up and dusted off, I feel OK. I usually recover well from bang ups. Like when I was cutting a tree down years ago and things went wrong and I got hit in the face and got a broken nose, I just shook it off and kept working, or getting hit in the head with a tire iron once and I shook it off and kept working while wiping the blood off my face. So off we go again with me in the lead. Now here’s the weird part. I remember riding on the trail and not knowing which trail I was on. I looked around and just kept peddling. Then I realized where I was and all was good. I have no recollection of getting to this spot which is a mile and a half from my fall. Also, this is NOT an easy ride for me to do normally. I had to ride a low hundred foot long narrow wooden bridge, which I still can’t do, even to this day. How did I do it? Don’t know. Then some rock path through the swampy spot which sometimes gives me a problem. Well, we got there and I do remember doing the trail maintenance and trimming branches. After that we rode back to the cars and some of the group said “Wow, that was some crash. You went to the right and OTB“. I said “Crash?” What crash? They explained it to me and only then did I vaguely remember something about it. I got bruises to my right forearm, right knee, my back, on the right side and top of shoulder, and on my belly and I had chest pains. I was still a little groggy the next day and had a headache. To this day I don’t remember that weird mile and a half of trail I rode. yes, I had a helmet on.
Last June I went out to do Waywayanda trail maintenance with Black Bear cycling club. We met by the beach area and the maintenance was to be on Plymouth lane, about 2.5 miles away. Jeff said to me “You know how to get there, right? you lead”. I said sure. Maybe he asked me to lead because he knows I‘m a crappy rider and he wanted me out front. So off we go and I’m riding harder than usual so as not to look bad. About a quarter mile in, by the lake I went down hard going over the bars on a rocky spot. Got up and dusted off, I feel OK. I usually recover well from bang ups. Like when I was cutting a tree down years ago and things went wrong and I got hit in the face and got a broken nose, I just shook it off and kept working, or getting hit in the head with a tire iron once and I shook it off and kept working while wiping the blood off my face. So off we go again with me in the lead. Now here’s the weird part. I remember riding on the trail and not knowing which trail I was on. I looked around and just kept peddling. Then I realized where I was and all was good. I have no recollection of getting to this spot which is a mile and a half from my fall. Also, this is NOT an easy ride for me to do normally. I had to ride a low hundred foot long narrow wooden bridge, which I still can’t do, even to this day. How did I do it? Don’t know. Then some rock path through the swampy spot which sometimes gives me a problem. Well, we got there and I do remember doing the trail maintenance and trimming branches. After that we rode back to the cars and some of the group said “Wow, that was some crash. You went to the right and OTB“. I said “Crash?” What crash? They explained it to me and only then did I vaguely remember something about it. I got bruises to my right forearm, right knee, my back, on the right side and top of shoulder, and on my belly and I had chest pains. I was still a little groggy the next day and had a headache. To this day I don’t remember that weird mile and a half of trail I rode. yes, I had a helmet on.
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