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Eeek! Imagine riding along the highway, you reach a corner, and then....
First a little background: A gravel truck (she lives in Omaha, where they need to gravel/salt the roads) had crashed on this corner earlier that day. Okay, you know what happens next.
She slips off the road, but manages to keep the bike upright. A good thing, too, because it's an 800-pound Harley. But when she reaches the ditch, the front wheel submarines into a couple of feet of gravel, stopping instantly. She's tossed off, and the bike lands on top of her, driving her into the gravel.
Her helmet was gouged; thank gawd she was wearing it. A biker friend -- Harley folks always seem to ride in packs -- lifted the machine off of her; apparently he's a huge guy. Damages: 21 stitches along one shin (that's after cutting through the chaps, jeans, and boots), a face full of gravel (Harley folks don't wear full-face helmets), and a broken -- get this -- shoulder blade. I didn't know you could break that and nothing else. Seems the bike crushed her.
Ouch.
Kij and I will be visiting her tomorrow when she's out of the hospital. I spoke with her today, and she said she's still spitting out gravel from where it was embedded in her face and sinuses.
(I can hear your "eeew" from here.)
Best,
Chris
First a little background: A gravel truck (she lives in Omaha, where they need to gravel/salt the roads) had crashed on this corner earlier that day. Okay, you know what happens next.
She slips off the road, but manages to keep the bike upright. A good thing, too, because it's an 800-pound Harley. But when she reaches the ditch, the front wheel submarines into a couple of feet of gravel, stopping instantly. She's tossed off, and the bike lands on top of her, driving her into the gravel.
Her helmet was gouged; thank gawd she was wearing it. A biker friend -- Harley folks always seem to ride in packs -- lifted the machine off of her; apparently he's a huge guy. Damages: 21 stitches along one shin (that's after cutting through the chaps, jeans, and boots), a face full of gravel (Harley folks don't wear full-face helmets), and a broken -- get this -- shoulder blade. I didn't know you could break that and nothing else. Seems the bike crushed her.
Ouch.
Kij and I will be visiting her tomorrow when she's out of the hospital. I spoke with her today, and she said she's still spitting out gravel from where it was embedded in her face and sinuses.
(I can hear your "eeew" from here.)
Best,
Chris