That was interesting…. For the first time in a very long time I crashed mountain biking when I wasn’t expecting it. See the broken branch in the middle, my head snapped it, my shoulder hit the tree trunk, and both legs were cut by something. Up to that moment, I was enjoying the peacefulness and the lack of dangerous cars. I had not been on the MTB since my last race this Spring, might have been too long.
I had planned to hike this weekend, and since the front wheel was “taco-ed” so badly it wouldn’t turn in the fork, I am counting the hike out of Keyauwee Trail in URE as hike #31 of #52hikechallenge This is the third time I have had to carry a bike out of Uwharrie, I broke my Dos Niner frame there, snapped a chain and now this crash.
The funny story: I hit my head pretty hard and took a minute to gather my thoughts, checked myself, the bike and started walking. I had just over 3 miles to hike, with just under a mile to go I ran into a really cute blond and her stud-ly boyfriend and she asks me if they are almost to the top….. my head hurts and I say “what?” at this point of the trail they are descending hard (in fact one the funnest parts of the trail on a bike) – she asks again and I tell her she is walking downhill….. I stared at her wondering what she was asking me… there is no bald or real “top” on this trail. I asked if they knew where they where, informed them they had covered about 1 mile and had 5 to go to the bail out Forest Service Road. They thanked me and I walked away…. odd.