Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Rider Down...

Sunday was looking to be a good ride w/ 8 people at the lower Hamburg lot at 7:30AM, ready to hit some of the new stuff in the Watershed we got the tour of 2 weeks prior. Once again, Pat put the hurt on right out of the gate as we climbed that miserable hill up to the Blue trail and jumped on Volkswagon. From there we took Knuckle Buster to Fishing Creek Road where we decided to ride down one of the freeride trails to the lake. Pretty exciting on the rigid bike I must say. Not nearly the speed of a gravity sled, but fun none-the-less. We regrouped at the bottom where folks tried their luck and riding the skinny across the stream while Chad worked on his bike. We jumped on the road to get to the One Eyed Viper as some had limited time to ride. Our plan was to get out there quickly, show people where the trails were then do other loops in the area. Anyway, everyone made it through One Eyed Viped without incident, but as soon as we got on Slash's Snake Pit, Don entered the pit and didnt come out. It seems he tangled with some debris in the midst which grabbed hold of his foot, hyper-extending his cankle and breaking the fibia. This posed a major problem as we were at the furthest point from the car. Chad donated a tube to the cause and fabricated a kind of sling which wrapped over Don's knee and under the foot to help stabilize it. Pat and Chad made a dash to get Don's van, while Hans, Rick and myself helped get Don and his gear out to the road. we lowered the seat on Don's bike and pushed him when he need it, but Don is pretty stubborn and insisted most of the time to move on his own steam. in the technical section he would crawl through while one of would take the bike. About 45 minutes later we got to the road. Instead of going back through the Viper, we took an old jeep road. I though it best if I go wait at the Viper's mouth just in case Pat and Chad came from that side. Sure enough, 45 minutes later, they came rolling up in Don's van. It was like a scene out of some Cheech and Chong movie. "Hey you want to get in?" I hesitated and Pat told me I was transparent, that they planned to ride more too. We all had a laugh while I loaded my bike and climbed aboard. Don was sitting patiently with Rick when we pulled up. His ankle had swollen up to the size of a grapefruit. They rolled out and Pat, Chad and myself headed back out for another couple of hours. At this point the camera pretty much went away. Other than breaking to scope out a couple new hits, I just tried to keep up. Heal up fast Don!

24 derees at sunrise...



the sun rises over Fredrick...



Pat on a log...



Tony from another angle...




a couple riders pass one of many ponds in the shed...




trees in the mud...




Until next time...

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