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Years ago, I was riding along the lake. Not quite on the path, but near it. I was by the bird sanctuary just east of the totem pole. I tried to jump a curb. I misjudged the whole affair by just a wee little bit, but it was enough to send me over my handle bars and crashing face-first into the gravel. My bike got tangled up with my legs, and bike and I went crashing ass over teakettle. As I was groggily staggering to my feet, I could hear howls of laughter, and derisive comments from a couble of guys wearing ties, who happened to be not far off. I picked gravel out of my wounded elbow, put my chain back on, found my glasses then put them on. and dripping just a little blood, I shakily got back on my bike and samefaced, peadled away in a direction that would not take me near the still laughing guys in suits.
I have since gotten somewhat better at the art of jumping a curb however.
But we all need lessons like this to remind us of how cool we arent from time to time.
About 10 years ago I was riding some sweet single track out in North Carolina. I had riding this trail many times in the past and knew it pretty well. Any way, there had been a big thunder storm earlier in the week...
So there I am flying down the trail at top speed, I come upon a blind sharp left turn, I brake and lean into the turn when WHAM!!! I hit a low lying tree branch full on in the face. Knocked me out silly. I was awaken an hour later by another rider who came across my bloody body blocking the trail. He told me he thought for sure I was dead.
Went shopping at Macy's with my right pant leg rolled up and a guy stopped to ask me if I was sporting some sort of gang sign. All I could do was laugh.
A friend of mine had an unexpected launch on the lakefront path a few years ago. He was riding on a relatively open section of path and suddenly a dog on a too-long leash darted in front of him, stretching the leash across the trail. Bike wheel stopped by leash = quick unintended braking = endo. Funny visual. The aftereffects of the landing weren't quite as funny, but not nasty enough to prevent my friend from jumping up and giving the twit on the other end of the leash a serious earful. He can do a fine job of that when he's motivated.
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