…but not the good kind.
I am now officially a member of the “bike flew off my rack on the freeway” club. What a sight to look back and not see your bike, but instead see a twisted pile of carbon and aluminum a quarter mile back.
So bizarre I could only laugh…. no one to blame except my own sorry butt for not strapping it right or tight enough.
The good news is there wasn’t any major damage. How could 70 mph off the back of a car onto the freeway not result in a totaled bike?? I’m just that lucky. (I’m also lucky that I was riding the Avalanche tonight and not the Fuel EX9.)
The WTB Pure V seat, handlebars and Ergon grips took the brunt of the fall. All I ended up with was a bent seatpost, ripped seat, scuffed handlebars and grips and a bent derailleur hanger. After some adjusting I went out and rode the thang on Hawes till it got too dark to see.
I rode with Arturo tonight, a fellow rider and reader of my blog. One of the cool things about blogging is meeting up with riders all over the valley who share the same passion for riding. Arturo was on a brand new Cannondale Caffeine 29er. What a sweet bike. Good thing he knows how to strap his bike onto a rack.
Since we got a late start on Hawes we didn’t get to complete the planned loop, though we sure tried. Good thing we bailed when we did because it got dark fast. Temps were friggin hot today, but by 7:15 it felt good to be out even though it was 102.
Hawes is magnificent at sunset. The colors in the sky bouncing off the desert is a sight to see. You’ll just have to imagine it because I have no photographs to remember today’s ride. But I’ll never forget today, it was was my lucky day.