
Originally Posted by
Ixion
I *DID* . Over the dunes and whee, airbourne, land on far side, sideways with a nice rooster tail. Over the next one - **OH SHIT** . Threw the bike sideways ,me the other way, slid about half way down (and fark, that dune was STEEP) scrabbling with every available appendage to try to slow down. No way I was going to climb back up, let alone get the bike up. Bellowed for me mates, bring the ropes. Then the indignity of being hauled back up the dune on the end of a rope. No actual damage in the end though.
I knew someone had to have done it,it was a near miss for me.Thing is,it looked like the dunes just went on forever...and like,they just stopped!
My yoof? Yeah it was spent alright...but I could of been a lot worse - you can't choose your family on this side,blind luck....but I was quick to realise which friends would take me to jail with them,and which ones would still be keeping an eye on me 30 yrs later....
In and out of jobs, running free
Waging war with society
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