I really don’t like Henry Coe State Park. I went riding today and this is what happened:
Yes, brutal. Fortunately there was a lot more blood than damage. But still, I’m going to carry this scar on my knee for a long, long time. I wasn’t even going very fast. But going fast enough, around large rocks is all it takes.
Fortunately my bike was fine.
I, on the other hand, had to ride all the way out. I had just finished climbing and climbing and climbing – because that’s what you do at Henry Coe. then CRASH! Then ride out, about 4 miles. I didn’t have a first aid kit either. I’ve learned a lot from this ride. Live and learn…