What started out as a weekend of epic riding, ended as stinking pretty badly for me. We did the Shingle Tree Shuffle on Saturday. Great ride, relatively smooth flowing single track. I was thinking, this could be my comeback year!
Last year I crashed and injured my neck. This year, I am starting to keep Weber, and Joey within sight on these rides. And well, these guys are really good, like... semi-pro level riders. I have about 10 years of age on on them.
We were already feeling pretty flat after doing the Shingle Tree ride. There were 4 survivers. Joey, Mandi, Weber, and Me. So, what do we decide to do? TheGnarly North Fork. Arguably some of the roughest terrain anywhere. We started out on the road, with about 12 miles and 4 thousand verticle feet of climbing, warm-up. We took a short, sustentance break, at the trail head. Then at the usual break neck speed we departed down the North Fork. I'm the only one on a hardtail, the 29er Ventana. If I had to pick over, I would have ridden my dual suspension. This is the same trail, Gerry Pflug (ol' pro rider) was med evac'd off of, with a puctured lung, broken ribs, etc.
I wish, I could say, that I had a death defying spill. But, it was really stupid. I bounced off the trail, at low speed, in a technical section, about 2-3 mph. I was headed toward a tree, so I turned my bike down slope. I didn't want to dismount at that steep angle. Top tube into the privates you know! So I reached out with my left hand to grab a tree, and prop myself up. Pop! Torn distal, medial head of my biceps.
I have an appointment to see an ortho tomorrow.
So, my season is over...No 24 hours race next weekend. The Mrs. is started to eyeball all my MTB stuff with $$$ in her eyes. Probably the ski goods as well.
Did I mention I quit my job? Yeah, I just walked out on the A-holes.
Good thing I'm still on Mrs. Zoo's insurance.
I'm scheduled to start my new job on June 1st.
So, I'm just sitting here on my ass, and feeling like one also.