The day started nicely yesterday, quiet ride at Winter Hill I thought.
Pic at the summit as usual...
Thought I'd head off down the rough track to Belmont but take it easy as I was on my own and it would be quieter and I didn't want another puncture...
All was well and I came across a teenage lad struggling with a puncture (tubeless but ripped into one of the tread knobs). Anway long story short, we shoved in a tube and decided to carry on down slowly whilst we checked his wheel/tyre - him in front, me behind.
Get to a rough section doing about 10-15mph so I move slightly left to better see the lie of the land and immediately drop into a deep rut and get bucked off the bike into the long grass on the left.
Clattered my knee off the bike I think (maybe fork crown - still a mystery). Got up, went back to my bike thinking I did hit my knee - no cut in the long cycling pants so dusted myself off from all the sry grass and carried on to the bottom where this lad was waiting. I explained what happened, we had a bit of a chuckle but decided to continue the ride together.
Did another 6 miles, including Rivington Pike and the rough rock drops back down.
Back to car, back home, noticed a bit of blood had come through my pants at the knee. Up to shower to take pants off and found this: -
Ooh, that looks nasty!
Off to A&E for seven stitches...
Do I qualify, Zimmerframe? ?
Pic at the summit as usual...
Thought I'd head off down the rough track to Belmont but take it easy as I was on my own and it would be quieter and I didn't want another puncture...
All was well and I came across a teenage lad struggling with a puncture (tubeless but ripped into one of the tread knobs). Anway long story short, we shoved in a tube and decided to carry on down slowly whilst we checked his wheel/tyre - him in front, me behind.
Get to a rough section doing about 10-15mph so I move slightly left to better see the lie of the land and immediately drop into a deep rut and get bucked off the bike into the long grass on the left.
Clattered my knee off the bike I think (maybe fork crown - still a mystery). Got up, went back to my bike thinking I did hit my knee - no cut in the long cycling pants so dusted myself off from all the sry grass and carried on to the bottom where this lad was waiting. I explained what happened, we had a bit of a chuckle but decided to continue the ride together.
Did another 6 miles, including Rivington Pike and the rough rock drops back down.
Back to car, back home, noticed a bit of blood had come through my pants at the knee. Up to shower to take pants off and found this: -
Ooh, that looks nasty!
Off to A&E for seven stitches...
Do I qualify, Zimmerframe? ?