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Today while out riding my bike at Addison Oaks I fell and scraped up my arm. I think I also banged my shin and hip a little bit, all while packing dirt into various parts of the handle bar. That’s part of the excitement of riding a bike in the woods, eh? Good thing the weather was perfect and there were far fewer bugs out than there have been in past days. The rest of the ride, which started at the Clarkston Road crossing of the Paint Creek Trail and went through Bald Mountain, was nice, fun, and generally uneventful.
Here is a photo of the place where I fell. For those of you that know the trail, it was on one of the curves right before the small bridge/boardwalk which has the sharp uphill, banked, right-hand turn after it. Yes, it’s a very basic spot. I just wasn’t paying enough attention and either washed out the tire or got too close to the edge of the trail and slipped into the soft/shrubby stuff.
Thinking back, it’s now been a bit (two weeks?) over a year since the last time I fell at Addison Oaks. The last time was when I washed out the front wheel and left a plug of skin on a screw hole of my other bike’s stem.