very badly hurt otherwise. She came down very hard. We got a phone call out to her brother to come collect her and the bike and get her home. In the mean time the rest did her a lot of good and she got her senses back. The volunteer fire department – paramedics – came out to see if she needed help, and things got better from there. Patrick arrived shortly before the paramedics left and got the bike started again. Then he told her that it would do her absolutely NO GOOD for him to ride the bike home. It’s that old "get back on the horse" thing, ya know? She did ride the bike home, and she’s looking forward to going riding as soon as she gets the clutch lever and left footpeg replaced. Excellent idea, if you ask me. Tracey, I’m proud of you for getting back up on the bike. I’m VERY glad that you’re okay. I was scared when I heard you go down. I felt VERY badly for taking you up into those hills and was afraid you’d never want to go riding again. (Either with me or somebody else. And I’ll be okay if you don’t want to go riding with me again…) I’m glad you’re feeling better, too. Okay, I’ve been getting mushy since I started. I think It’s time for me to hit the sack. Thanks for visiting and Keep Coming Back!!!]]>
Wow, dude. That must’ve been loud if you heard it from inside a helmet without your hearing aids. Give her my best – I’m glad she got back on for the return ride.
It’s part of the risk we take when we get on a bike, and some of the skills most of us learn as we gain experience are not only how to avoid accidents, but also (unfortunately) how to survive a spill.
Rubber side down, yo.
-Q!
Whoops – I’m sorry. Not to be callous – I meant to send your folks my sympathy, as well. I dread the day when I’m faced with the same choice.
Please pass on our condolences,
-Q!
Will do. My pa reads this occasionally, too. 😀
Yes he does . . . and thanx, “Q”.