Whatever tickles your fancy
No one has told me what my "fancy" is yet.... nor how it get's tickled!!
Well, I could tell about my recent bike tales on the bike trails.
A few weekends ago I went with a friend of mine out to Lake Grapevine, just north and west of Dallas. They have some great trails! Lots of small creeks to go through, some washed out gullies to maneuver through with some steep climbs and descents. There was just enough calm patches to give you a breather and many hills to walk up!
I had a blast! Even when I had a few wipe-outs. The first one was when I went barely 6 inches off the beaten path and my front tire went into a hole. Of course my body was still going forward and I went over the handle bars and into some stickers! Ouch! A while later I was beginning to go down a steep rocky hill when my front tire hit some loose dirt and decided to go the other direction than my body's momentum. I heard and felt my helmet hit rock and I knew my right knee and arm would be sore! Thank goodness I was wearing a helmet!
I jumped up, checked out the bike to make sure it was OK. It was, so we kept on riding. Needless to say I was sore the next day! And by the weekend I was covered in bruises. Here is what is left of the huge bruise on my right knee:
I still had a great time and can't wait to get out on the trails again!