BlakZ
Likes Dirt
I was cruising around Lysterfield yesterday, fourth time there having been riding seriously about a month now. ~ 30 hours experience.
Series of tree roots on the DH....resistance disappears in pedals....Look down to front rings...."wtf!"....before that thought had finnished I hit another root at the wrong angle and I presume the hanging chain was negatively impacting my rear wheel....Handlebars go to a right angle....and I end up OTB and hit the deck into a spooning position with my GT. I thought the chain coming off was one of those things that only happens to other people.
First real stack, but I was more concerned about the chain situation- because it was a long walk back to the car if I was too inept to get it back on.
Anyways,
Man comes along trail one minute behind me- "Hey mate do you know how to get a chain back on easily?". He stopped, helped me get it back on, checked that my wounds were no serious than the visible grazes (I am pretty good w/ first aid anyway). We shared some stories, made sure my bike was working OK, and he even helpd me adjust my seat which I had been having problems with but left my allen set in the car.
So to the man with the new red anthem, who had a big night the evening before and wanted to get out before the heat - THANKYOU.
Anyone else owe it big to someone on the hill?
Series of tree roots on the DH....resistance disappears in pedals....Look down to front rings...."wtf!"....before that thought had finnished I hit another root at the wrong angle and I presume the hanging chain was negatively impacting my rear wheel....Handlebars go to a right angle....and I end up OTB and hit the deck into a spooning position with my GT. I thought the chain coming off was one of those things that only happens to other people.
First real stack, but I was more concerned about the chain situation- because it was a long walk back to the car if I was too inept to get it back on.
Anyways,
Man comes along trail one minute behind me- "Hey mate do you know how to get a chain back on easily?". He stopped, helped me get it back on, checked that my wounds were no serious than the visible grazes (I am pretty good w/ first aid anyway). We shared some stories, made sure my bike was working OK, and he even helpd me adjust my seat which I had been having problems with but left my allen set in the car.
So to the man with the new red anthem, who had a big night the evening before and wanted to get out before the heat - THANKYOU.
Anyone else owe it big to someone on the hill?