Bush takes a trip and get tripped up.

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Last tuesday was quite a day.

Worked a great day down in provo, get a message from Skiingbear that to come ride his pump track. My bikes is in a million pieces but I have wanting to ride that pump track. Get home get that thing together.

Matts pump track although some kinks need to be worked out is a blast. I started to get the feel for it, and even the 2 bottom berms are starting to click. Problem is so tiring we bail. Me, him and rotorhead go over to some small DJs behind Albertsons on 9400 south.

I do a couple ride thoughs and think hey the distance is long but I can totally clear the second jump. I pedal hard endo over the first one and veer off to the right on the second one. It will take me hours to remember what actually happened.

I wake up on my back apparently I was talking to them the entire time but the first thing I remember is Rob on my right and connie on my left. The world is such a blur right now. I know I was riding my bike, but I dont know who,what when or how. My right hand is covered in blood and my face hurts worse than anything in my life. The next couple hours are kinda of blur but I know it was scary, and just glad to hear some familair voices around me. The Xrays show nothing is broken and the I pass the CAT scan. The stitches above my eye are painful but totally bearable the ones on my eyelid cause me to ball my eyes out and seriously want someone to just hug me.

2 pills of some very strong narocotics I am out for the night in my bed, feeling like **** but lucky considering. I cant wait to go riding again in fact I should only have to wait a week or so. I know you guys are just like so us the picture of the gnar. I must warn is damn gross so dont look unless you can stomach it. It actaully looks better than 2 days ago though.





















I hope skiingbear,rotorhead, and Altagirl will fill in the rest of the story cause there is still parts that I dont recall at all.

Maggots skiingbear's take on the whole night
So the night started innocently enough, just a little pump track time was the plan. It didn't strike me until later, but I never even put a helmet on that night.

Bushwacker has most of the facts straight. From where Rotorhead and I were standing, it looked like he hit the first jump a little off, and then maybe veering off the second one to the side did him in. It really didn't look like much of a crash, in fact, it looked like something I'm betting we've all done and easily walked away from...which makes this even more strange. After he crashed he didn't move, but I thought maybe he was just giving himself a few seconds...then still nothing. I yelled if he was okay, nothing, so we hurry back down the little trail to him (we were maybe 20-30 yard away).

Bushwacker rolled over as we got there and all I saw was blood...not good. Then I saw the gash over his eye...that's even worse. He seemed somewhat with it, or maybe just a LITTLE dazed, so we called Altagirl (just a block away) for a ride to the ER. Then Bushwacker really went downhill. He kept asking where he was, and couldn't remember a damn thing. In fact, he kept accusing us of ******* with him...wish it was so.

Rotorhead and AG stayed with him while I called for an ambulance. They showed up pretty quick and got him wrapped up. That's when the idea of a TR finally hit me (sorry, only a camera phone and up until this point I wasn't really thinking pictures).

Loading him up:




I swear, I don't have a concussion...bright lights always hurt my eyes:






He's gonna be okay (and he'll be discharged in a few hours...no staying in a hospital tonight):


If only he would have opened his eyes, he would have seen this cleaning him up:



Best shot of the clean carnage (this was the first time I ever saw anyone with roadrash on their eyelid!):




Getting numbed up:



Okay, maybe this is the best pic of the carnage...just before stitches:


Bushwacker's roommate was there at this point to get him home...so I left for home. The pic he posted to start this was better than I expected, he cleaned up pretty well.

Scary night for sure...glad it all turned out okay (could have been WAY worse).