I missed riding with the group, but had just as entertaining of a time riding with Jena and her coworker Chris. It was Chris' first time riding trails and man is he a trooper! It was harder than he thought it would be, but he continued on. The hill looked taller than he thought, but he got to the top. The open flesh wound was wide open, but he continued on back to the car!
MNR group riding back to Fort Street
"The meat is on the pedal." Chris' saying pretty much grossed me out. Let me set the scene. We had just made it back to the top of the south hill at Tranquility from the ice rink. I told Chris and Jena to go ahead and take the cutoff instead of the Ridgeline. Chris said that he wanted to go where I was going. The thought actually crossed my mind to take the easy way out because I didn't want him to get hurt. Thought it might be beyond his ability. But he bravely insisted. He got over the first hump right before the cutoff, said it wasn't too bad. Then he continued on. Well he went over the side of his bike, fell to the ground, and the metal teeth of his pedal dug into his leg. It was bleeding, but I didn't see how bad the cut was. He wanted to finish the trail. So he wrapped his shirt around the wound and we got back to the dirt road. Chris was telling the Devo kids about his fall, they said that's nice as we pedaled off. That's nice? What kind of compliment was that? But we just all laughed.
Once we got back to the car, he took off the makeshift bandage, aka ruined shirt. There was a huge piece of skin missing, and another just flapping on his leg. Blech! He went to the doctor's that night where they cleaned the wound. He was sent back in the next morning and he got 10 stitches. Jena said he was limping at work, but he couldn't wait to get back on the bike. Trooper! Thanks Chris for going and hope you had fun. Speedy recovery and we'll see you on the trail soon!
Burnt portapotty and bike frame.
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