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Update on my bike crash

This is an update to my earlier article on my bike crash today. After getting home and attempting to have a shower I wrote my frost blog post.

While doing this the bleeding from my elbow was getting quite bad. Having no chance of getting the bandage on correctly and not having what I needed to do anything useful to my wounds It was time to get help.

My brother was not now returning he had a wedding to go to and my parents over east transport was looking to be an issue.

However my cycling buddy Shaw Gow went the extra mile today and picked me up driving me to kalamunda to see the nurse. After initially being looked at the doctor on duty said it will need stitches.

After over an hours wait laying on a table the doctor came to address my wounds. The elbow took a number if stitches.I don’t know how many but i have a feeling they may have broken. Under all the bandaging it’s either bleeding or weeping. Sorry I’m not taking it all off to show you.

My hip is also very painful. Needed to get out if my shorts the belt rubbing against me was horrible.

Between my extremely painful elbow and hip I have come off ok. I have to go back Monday to have it re-dressed.

After getting back home thanks to Shaw hanging around kalamunda until I was done and dropping me home I then wanted to make good. The ladies house who I crashed in front of I wanted to go back say thank you. However when I returned they were not home. I left a box of chocolates for her and her kids and have spoken to her since. Apparently another neighbor also offered help but was not required and didn’t know who it was.

If there is such a thing as a good place to crash this must have been it.

Anyways after this I then had had to drop my brother at a wedding and go back to kalamunda to get a
Mono pod to help me take some photos tomorrow.

Must be time forked panadol. Elbow is murder again. Bike has 5 snapped spokes and a number of the rest are bent. Controls on the front bars tool a beating. Thats all u have had a chance to look at now. Selling the bike has just become a lot more difficult if not impossible now.

Bike is insured so possible an avenue there. Will need to get the frame checked out as it is what seems to have broken my fall. My kit clothing also go torn and ripped. Even though i will get flack from my non cyclist friends I may now shave my arms and legs in case I take a fall in the future.

Hopefully I can get back on the bike or a bike real soon. This has not put off but I am sad panda that I’m missing out on the 200km ride but it could have been much worse.

My first real crash on the bike

This morning has not turned out the way I expected this weekend to be. I have just had my first experience crashing my bike at a decent speed. In terms of health I have got away lightly but as I write this I am shaking like a leaf and am in a bit of pain.

The term “Crashing on a bicycle is like jumping out of a moving car in your underwear” it is true. Hence why I’m bleeding again. We were about half way through the ride and at the farthest point from the start when during the roll through along ravenswood drive I looked right and behind me because no one seemed to be coming past and I was going to pull out. Had just done a turn on the front with Shaw all the way up Grand Prom and was still feeling good. Actually so far on the ride I had been feeling strong and was at this point feeling confident for tomorrow.

Anyways looked right and gap was big. Looked forward and the line had closed up and I was on Tristan wheel and no where to go it was too late. Touched wheels and was going down. I was caught on his gears with my front wheel and first thought was I didn’t want to take him down. I got free but then I think I was touched on my rear and at at this stage I saw the road approaching fast as I was preparing to hit the black stuff. Once sliding along the road I had another rider land on top of me but my first thing I felt was my hip it was sore and I wanted to know I could move I just had to.

I unclipped my other foot and just stumbled off the road leaving the bike there and the other rider. Something I feel very guilty for now. I was hurting a lot at this point and just wanted to know I was ok. I went to the bus stop and back to a letter box. I knew I had no broken bones because I could walk. By now other riders had stopped and come back to help.

My kit is torn up and bike is busted. But the best thing I appreciate about SPR is no one is left on there own. Shaw, Geoffery and Tristan stayed with me until I got picked up. The lady whose house we stopped in front of was more than helpful even brought us tea while we waited for my brother. I will go back with a box of chocolates or something later to say thank you.

Ok I got to deal with this bleeding bye.