Saturday was our big Fall Fest mountain bike festival. It rained a lot in Friday, and usually they are big on “don’t ride wet trails” around here, but with the festival, it was on.
It was craziness. I was all over the place sliding around. Finally I hit a good dry downhill section and let loose. Well, I guess it wasn’t that dry. My bike slid out from under me and I went flying over the bars. My worst crash yet. Nothing is broken, just lots of bruises and a sore body. God mountain biking is fun.