Oh, boy. When I said I'd get some pictures of my ride along Fry Ditch Trail, I didn't think it would end like it did.
I was out for about an hour and 15 minutes, riding fairly slowly and stopping to take pictures. 14.3 miles in, I camer around a descending turn on the trail and a runner popped up. I got distracted and ran off into a metal pipe fence to the right (there's a slope there that leads down to the creek, so I assume they didn't want cyclists to fly down there.
I hit hard enough to scrape along the fence for a few feet, then went down. I remember the back of my helmet scraping the pavement, but not much else. After I took a few minutes, I was able to stand up and walk the bike home. The runner was long gone by this time, and it wasn't 'til later that anyone else passed by.
I was hoping to ride slowly home, but the left brifter is all twisted on the handlebar, the front wheel and stem are off by about 10-15 degrees, and the brakes on both ends are dragging. The frame and fork look okay, but I know the front wheel is bent and it wouldn't surprise me that the rear is, too.
I'm okay, I think. Road rash on the inside of my right arm and on the right side of my abdomen and on my right knee, ditto on my left shoulder and left ankle. Also a scrape on my sternum and, most worrisome, a large and nasty-looking bruise left upper chest, a few inches below my ICD.
Anyway, here are a couple of pictures. 121st Street is the northern end of the ride I did, 131st Street is the southern end. The bridge is a couple hundred meters south of 121st Street. The last two pictures are self-explanatory. ;-)
