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Set off for a ride to try to get me more comfortable on a bike I hadn't really taken to. Bars wider than I was used to. The entrance to the trail was a hundred metres or so further down the road from where we'd parked.
Set off, took an arm off the bars to indicate the right turn while looking behind me, yanked the other end of the bar more than I'd intended and tipped myself into the road. Very sore ribs for a few weeks after that one...
Crossed a stream too slowly. Bike level, front wheel halfway up the far bank, back wheel halfway down the near bank, feet dangling above the water as I came to a stop...
Crossed a ford that was signed "Don't cycle across, slippery surface" or similar, I did and it was
Glad its just not been me on that dammed tricky gnarly leeds - Liverpool canal Toepath - riding along thought someone behind me looked over my shoulder - and the bars caught a tree - down I went - not in the canal - but I heard a distinctive "plop" checked rucksack - sh*t car keys!
Picture me lying as close to the canal as possible with one arm in the canal fishing for my car/ house keys - and miraculously i found them!
Rode all the way home with one arm bloody freezing ....... Kids and wife laughed alot......
On a shoot for Grit.Cx I was standing, one foot on the floor, one foot clipped in. One moment I'm talking to the photographer, the next I am hugging a tree and the photographer is laughing. I have no idea how it happened. Does it even count as a crash if one foot is already on the ground?
Summers day outside a very busy Cannock Chase cafe after a ride, I had a "clipless moment" getting onto my bike and toppled over. Very pathetic and a tad embarrassing 😳
My last pathetic one was both embarrasing and painful.
Riding down lower cliff at Cannock for the first time after it was deforrested. On the bottom third, came to a family that really shouldn't have been there. They were walking down the trail and didn't think to move over (another story), so I followed them to the bottom and just enjoyed the view.
Decided to have another go and enjoy the last bit. Got to the same point I met them the first time and looked over to see them all stood by the exit watching chaps come down.
Shortly after I sat down for a breather and failed to notice the small hump that proceeded to launch me into a comedy front wheel balancing act before spitting me off superman style.
Also managed to hit my head on a rock, crack my helment, wind myself and suffer a seperated shoulder. They had gone by the time I got to the bottom but, I can picture the laughter and comments if they'd seen me crash.
2 weeks ago at Thetford. Perfect trackstand for a minute or so while waiting for Katie to catch up. Went to move off, caught end of (newly fitted, longer) bars in leg of shorts, OTB into big muddy puddle.
Still can't work out how - I can't seem to get the two anywhere near each other when I consciously try.
First ride out on new bike after a couple of years not riding at all.
Ride without incident to the first bit of single-track which is very easy roll-in and let out a let out a whoop and a little shout of 'I'm back'. Front wheel gets hooked up in the smallest rut possible at the top and I'm OTB and cartwheeling down, laughing at the fact that I've crashed within 3 seconds of my return to mountain biking. What a dick.
Actually as I've been typing this whilst sat in the back garden, one of our cats has just attempted to walk along a sloping roof, slipped off and fallen into bucket full of dirty water below. It must be catching