Last night I decided to ride my mountain bike to Mount Vernon. I got there in half an hour (I was feeling pretty strong so I was trying to really fly) and as soon as I crested the last hill, I turned back around and headed home.
Trying to beat the failing sunlight, I really started to push myself. Soon I looked back and noticed a roadie behind me. Road cyclists make my ego get the best of me. I like to ride my full suspension mountain bike with khaki shorts and either blow by them or hold them off from passing for as long as I can. Yeah, maybe a little too aggressive.
Well, the roadie was getting closer so I hammered down. The slight downhill gave me tons of speed. The paved trail was slick and all of a sudden, the trail turned right and went downhill very sharply. I squeezed both brakes which kicked out the rear tire left then right then left and all of a sudden I was airborne.
The roadie stopped and made sure I was ok. Asking me my name and if I lived nearby... did I have my cell phone... just making sure I was coherent.
All in all, heres the damage:
- Cracked helmet
- Bent front rim
- Bent saddle
- Scrapes on shoulder, elbow, and ankle
That's about it. Hopefully it won't cost too much to replace/repair those parts. I'd rather get stitches than have to buy new parts!
|This was straight when I left my house.|
|This was also straight.|
|Had to dismantle so it would fit in my wifes car.|