I knew I was in for it when Bob and Vic showed up with trials tires front and rear. I started riding over my head a bit, trying to show them a good time. It didn't take long for me to end up on my head. Here's the San Diego boys exploring the old mine off Senator Hwy.
We hit some fun trails and were on our way back when I had a high speed get off. Came over a little rise and hit a rock or something, shot 45degrees off the trail, flying sideways for about 50ft. The last thing I remember is seeing this tree coming at me. It was in one piece at the time laying on its side. Got my bell rung pretty good and it took a while to get up. I was expecting some serious damage. The tree got the worst of it, but it was dead anyway.
That's SicVic repairing my bike after the crash
I did manage to break my wrist, so it looks like another 6 weeks on the couch.
Seems like this happens a lot.
I guess I earned a tour of Ocotillo Wells when I get better, which will make it all worthwhile.
Nightstalker, these guys need you're expertise next time.