How to Cowboy up when you go down....hard.

Freiwillige · 11-16-09, 12:46 AM

So yesterday a couple of buddies invited me out to the AZ desert outside of Phoenix to ride dirt bikes.

it was a blast although with my limited skill level I was kept on a pit bike of 125cc caliber.

the day was a blast as I rode quads and some full size bikes although I had no safety gear so other than a few bursts of speed i kept it tame. But on the pit bike I was a demon pulling wheelies and doing jumps etc.

As the day came to a close I shot down the dirt road for one last ride and thought lets see what this little bugger can do!

At approx 45 mile per hour I lost control and the bike slid out from under me as I did my best superman impression ever.

It was like sliding into home plate at 45 miles an hour from 4 feet up!

Needless to say my chin was now opened like roast beef, my hands were de-skinned, and somehow I managed to fracture a bone in my left elbow!

So being the country boy I am you will all be glad to know that 13 stitches and an arm sling later I left straight from the Hospital to have some drinks with my buddies.

Never ride without safety gear even if like me your John Wayne.

11-16-09, 12:46 AM	#1
Freiwillige The Old Man Join Date: Mar 2008 Location: Phx. Az Posts: 1,458 Downloads: 24 Uploads: 0	How to Cowboy up when you go down....hard. So yesterday a couple of buddies invited me out to the AZ desert outside of Phoenix to ride dirt bikes. it was a blast although with my limited skill level I was kept on a pit bike of 125cc caliber. the day was a blast as I rode quads and some full size bikes although I had no safety gear so other than a few bursts of speed i kept it tame. But on the pit bike I was a demon pulling wheelies and doing jumps etc. As the day came to a close I shot down the dirt road for one last ride and thought lets see what this little bugger can do! At approx 45 mile per hour I lost control and the bike slid out from under me as I did my best superman impression ever. It was like sliding into home plate at 45 miles an hour from 4 feet up! Needless to say my chin was now opened like roast beef, my hands were de-skinned, and somehow I managed to fracture a bone in my left elbow! So being the country boy I am you will all be glad to know that 13 stitches and an arm sling later I left straight from the Hospital to have some drinks with my buddies. Never ride without safety gear even if like me your John Wayne.