First weekend of July, I went up North to visit my parents (about 450kms one way). I did this trip a week after a 1700km trip to the Adirondacks the week before and a weekend long ride the weekend before that.
On the way back from North Bay, I was absolutely beat. I stopped for gas at a station, got off my bike, and noticed the pump was out of order. I got back on my bike and tried to manoeuver to the other side of the pump and dropped the bike right in front of everyone. A total cock up! I cut in line, pumped some gas, and got out of there in a hurry. The weird part is I spent the previous day riding trails on my fully loaded Sertao and didn't go down once.