February 25th, 2007
I Hate Boardwalk
I can report that the North Face Trail at Grizedale has just recently achieved XC-Jey Boy perfection. The top surface has bedded down nicely. The finer gravel has been washed away, to be replaced by the remnants of pedal reflectors from inappropriate bikes, and the underlying rocks are showing through nicely to add interest to the trail.
Unlike many on the North Face trail I’ve never felt it merits more body-armour than a paranoid SWAT team. After all, if folk are getting round leaving bits of pedals behind then I should be alright eh?
Well, no actually. As I discovered yesterday Merino base layers and high-tech man-made fibres do not protection provide.
Mind you, if I’d hucked my front wheel with conviction when leaving the boardwalk instead of the half-arsed attempt I actually made then momentum might have saved me. As it is the front wheel planted itself firmly into the ground with no intention of continuing forwards. I immediately got an up-close and personal look at the skills of the Lakeland trail builder.
No worse than tens of other similar falls I’ve had. But yesterday the car keys in my breast pocket said hello to Mr Rib with more than a polite yet firm handshake.
I have been rather fortunate falling off bikes for over thirty years that my roll-call of injuries still falls far short of more recent accident victims. I’m thinking Al over at Pickled Hedgehog here. I think that maybe I’m picking something up by osmosis.
It only hurts if I laugh, cough or sneeze.
If I’m going to pick habits up from Al I might as well start with self medication through beer.
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February 26th, 2007 at 9:10 am
Keys in breast pocket!!!
Surely in the bag is a lot safer for you and the keys.
February 26th, 2007 at 3:35 pm
Well, yes, I realise that now. Life is all about learning experiences.
I know you can poke a finger between ribs, but I don’t think I should be able to poke a finger into a gap in a rib.
February 26th, 2007 at 6:21 pm
Ouch!