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Riding over the hills and through the woods on a familiar hiking trail in a county far from here..... Iron Maiden blaring on the Ipod...(RUN TO THE HILLS.
) All was well with my soul.
Then, I came upon a snow covered creek bed. Only one option stood out, and it was the "all mountain" thing to do. So I decided to venture across the snow and ice, when the front wheel slid out from under me, disappearing into the water...
KASPLOOSH!:eekster:
Both feet in the water, quickly followed by the feeling of ten thousand needles sticking my legs and feet, along with much associated swearing for knowing better. I literally pulled myself and the bike out of the water and sit on the bank laughing as hard as I could laugh
I am still laughing, because no matter what, I still had a great ride. What do I care? I was on my bike and it was damned well worth it. I'll die one day, and the one memory I will always have is the one where my dumba$$ decided to cross a frozen creek on my bike:thumbsup:

KASPLOOSH!:eekster:
Both feet in the water, quickly followed by the feeling of ten thousand needles sticking my legs and feet, along with much associated swearing for knowing better. I literally pulled myself and the bike out of the water and sit on the bank laughing as hard as I could laugh
I am still laughing, because no matter what, I still had a great ride. What do I care? I was on my bike and it was damned well worth it. I'll die one day, and the one memory I will always have is the one where my dumba$$ decided to cross a frozen creek on my bike:thumbsup: