Dang leaves
I was riding out at Dauset Nature Trails Saturday. I came around a curve, dodged by a tree, and accidently swerved off the trail about a foot.
I didn’t see the 2 foot deep hole, filled with leaves, that my front wheel was headed towards. It was a friggin’ pit filled to the brim with leaves, so it looked like the ground surrounding it.
My tired dropped down into the hole, the bike stopped, and I started over the bars. It seemed to be happening in slow motion, so I calmly unclipped, stepped down, let the bike continue coming over and stepped over the handlebars when they got low enough. The seat popped me in the back a little, but no damage was done. Or so I thought.
As we rode on, I noticed that my shifting was getting a little clunky. Well, the bike DID fall over on that side, so maybe the derailleur got smacked. Perfect!
Sunday morning I noticed a bruise on my knee, and I figure that I must have hit the handlebars as I was stepping out of the wreck. Ah well.
I had a good ride Saturday other than this. I didn’t get hurt at least, but I think I will have to start looking for a new derailleur.
I guess this is one of the dangers of Fall riding in Georgia. There are so many leaves on the ground that obstacles are easily hidden.