I think I might've just won it!
There's a bit where I take my dog that runs by a river (you've guessed it, haven't you?)... there's a section really close to the bank, there's a tree at an angle, with a rut right on the edge, a couple of off camber roots and 2 small fallen trees just after the rut.
I've made it once and usually just get off and step over it. Not today. Today I'm gonna MAKE IT! In the rut, one of the roots stops me dead, pushes my balance to the river side, try to foot down, foot touches grass, nothing under the grass, 3 foot drop... SPLASH. Me and bike into couple of feet of stinky, stagnant water.
Sob.
If a man falls in a river in the woods, with no-one to see or hear it, why does he still feel like a soaking wet idiot?
hahahaha.the joys of biking..love it.
Outstanding! Wish i had been there to stand over you pointing with both hands and laughing.
Sob
Ah, poor DezB. Want a hug?
My first outing at with two STW members I was trailing behind their unseen levels of fitness. As I rounded a corner I hit a tree stump about 3" in diamater and about 4" high. I wasn't going fast and it stopped me dead, well the front wheel anyway. I just carried on going up and over the bars.
It took a few seconds of looking around to see what I had hit that could have caused that. THen I spotted the little tree stump.
Nobody saw so I think it was ok.
well done that man............... 8)
I once fell off doing about 6mph on an 8 foot wide flat path.... 🙄
Yes, they did point. Yes, they did laugh.
Yes, I did feel silly.
In fact I was quite upset by their cruelty. 😥
yeah! I fell off on that rubbish teptwr purple trail on Coed Y brenin! it was proper pissin' wet though and I was trying to catch up a mouthy STWer. I also got a pedal-pin hole in my shin losing my footing going over a lump of grass whilst chasing a sheep, 😀
I was taking a newbie on his first ever off road ride on Dartmoor showing him the route & the potential dangers to lookout for.
On a fairly 'safe' section I was leading & he was following when I decided to ride through the narrow gap between two granite stones. The gap was filled with water & 'looked' shallow, anyway the front wheel sank down the gap, stopped dead & the bike went vertical, I exited over the bars onto the ground & the bike then landed on top of me 😕
The worse bit was landing in an exotic cocktail of wet mud, granite, peat, cow sh*t, sheep sh*t & rabbit sh*t and my mate laughing his sox off. Why I didn't just ride over the stones I'll never know.
Hee hee...I thought I was going to be able to beat that*, but no, the prize is yours!
*though it wasn't this week.
i think i ll get the prize for the least hard core,most pathetic crash this week....here goes.cycling home on my brompton(see i told yer)it was absolutely p**sing it down so had my hood up which tends to fall over my eyes,i was on a quiet country road going up hill at approx 6 mph when i thought i`d better check to see where i was at the exact time i rode into the back of a parked skoda!i was rended hopeless on the floor hoping nobody had seen it,a youtube classic if ever there was one!i cycled off sheepishly with a hurt arm and really painfully hurt pride.
I was trying to catch up a mouthy STWer
Run, run as fast as you can. You'll never catch me I'm a Little Brown Man! 😀
Funny how I manage a few days in North Wales. riding far, far more challenging stuff, and suffer no more than one sketchy moment on a loose gravelly hairpin turn. 🙄
indiajazz - dunno about you but I wish someone had been there to point and laugh! Would've put some humour into the situation instead of just cold, wet, smelly stupidity!
Hag please Elfin.
[edit]that was supposed to say hug, but I like hag too. 🙂
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(I Googled 'hag' but I think it might actually be Yasser Arafat, the former Palestinian leader)
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Rad, and indeed, Gnarly. Dudes.
been racing round Lee Quarry and doing quite a bit a good bit faster recently, so about time for a knock, except I did it coming out of the shower and stubbed my toe on the exercise bike in the hall, cracking one and possibly another bone in my foot according to the fracture clinic today.
Oh how I chuckled at the ironic nature of my inury as I hoped around the hall with a towel round me waist not spurting a string of expletives.
Did the trailhound get wet Dez? 😉
(Fred's on form tonite isn't he?)
Riding along a canal towpath (Hertford Union section, next to Victoria Park in London), my first ride on a newly arrived cross-bike, riding along holding the bars on the flat section, using the ickle crossbar levers to brake as I felt most comfortable there (not being used to drops!)...
I'm coming up to a little left turn under a bridge, perhaps a little too fast, but not that fast I wouldn't have thought... start to steer around the corner and suddenly find that I ain't going to make it (I blame the combination of big skinny wheels, looong stem and the narrow drop bars 😆 )...
I hit the stoppers, which fail to stop in any way quickly enough, I realise I'm about to go front wheel into the canal, so pop a lovely little bunny hop and land perfectly level into the (thankfully!) rather clear and clean water and plunge straight to the bottom (it's about 6ft there!)...
luckily I hang on to the bike with my foot, manage to grab the side of the canal and drag myself out... absolutely hilarious (to me), spent the next 5-10 minutes sitting there laughing & giggling hysterically to myself until someone came by and looked at me a bit strangely... hopped back on the bike soaking wet and road another 50km as punishment, was a good ride in the end 🙂
Riding along a canal towpath (Hertford Union section, next to Victoria Park in London),
I fell through ice there, as a child. Bit by Gunmakers Lane.
My mum had to administer brandy for medicinal purposes. 😯
I haven't fooled around on ice since.
Have you been checked out for Weil's Disease? Be good to bear that in mind you know.
[i]Did the trailhound get wet Dez?[/i]
Voluntarily yes. Even she wasn't there to witness my skillzz though. Off sniffing about further up the track.
I win..... path from car park at gisburn, manage about 300 meters, something bites me and I fall straight off into the bushes ;-(
Bushes? Pah!
Yesterday I found a new bit of trail and as I pushed my bike up it I encountered a log lying across it partially obscured by the bracken that seems to be all over the place at the moment.
'OK I must remember to hop that or at least lift my front wheel over it on the way back down' I said to myself. Of course I forgot about it such was my excitement at finding this new trail and hit it very fast. I'm still aching a bit today but I was lucky it was a softish landing.
I regularly night-ride on some boardwalks over marshes near here.
Last year, somebody was refurb'ing the boardwalk, and had removed a section of planks.
I shot off the end in the dark, front wheel got caught up in all the posts underneath, ejected me off the front and did a perfect swan dive into the swamp.
Gave the GF a hell of a shock when I opened the front door back at home covered in pond weed 😀
I think you take the award Dez. It's the classic move that goes through my mind every time I ride a rooty little section next to the river on my local loop. Not actually managed to perform it yet though.
My stoopidest tumble was when I managed to fall off down the closest thing north Norfolk has to a ravine when hitting a route at low speed, grinding to a halt and failing to unclip in the right direction. As I fell I grabbed hold of a small tree that was growing on the side of the hill, which I managed to rip straight out of the ground. It did slow my descent a bit though thankfully.
There was someone around to watch, and yes, it made his day.
I went on a guided weekend with Clive Powell in Wales some years back - reasonably-sized group, on the first day there's that "atmosphere" when everyone's trying to suss each other out and demonstrate acceptable bike-handling skills / fitness etc. Long road climb onto the tops, OK, I'm one of the last up, group waiting expectantly where road turns into rough track. Up I pedal, trying not to puff, holding that stomach in, and a nice, neat, very professional stop, and.......topple slowly but surely sideways into a very large (and the only one) muddy puddle. It broke the ice and had me marked down as utterly useless for the weekend, which was probably fair!