Yah, pretty much
Harmless "connector" trail that Timo will prolly recognize. It's the wash that connects the sandy hill climbs/single track to the hard pack, go around the tower mtn range. My bike is actually facing the wrong direction. We were coming down this and (from what I am told) must have hit that stoopid little rock the farthest up in the picture and it pitched my bike to the right and into the whoop and, well, for whatever reason, I continued on without the bike. The picture was taken from where I was "napping", which is weird, we only were into the ride about an hour, shouldn't have been tired yet
. Apparently it took my buddy about 90 seconds to wake me up by dripping water on my face from his camel back. I think they call that waterboarding. I guess it's better than
or
. He said I asked him how long I was out about 20 times. All I remember is a brief moment of realization that I am bikeless and the next thing I remember I am walking around. How much time in between, I don't know.
Funny thing is, after I thought I had gathered all of my marbles, I said maybe we should head back by the trucks and ride around there, just in case I start not feeling well. It was only me and my buddy, who had never been here before. I walk over to my bike, look around and go, "hmmm, shit, where are we". I start trying to remember where we were riding that day. It took me about 30 seconds of looking around until the towers on top of the mtn became familiar and then I realized where we were. So we start riding back, get a few hundred yards. I stop and say, WTH, I feel fine, no bluriness, no headache, no stomach sickness, f it, let's just keep riding. So we turned around and completed the days loop. Did 60 miles, hit the usual, Rock House, Tonka Town....didn't push it and left out the wash I usually do. Needed to be smart about something
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