p.s. I am never writing another blog for Sara because it took 10 minutes of verbal torture to fix all the spelling/grammatical errors
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Sunday, December 7, 2008
Black Saturday
Well, typically this picture blog is Sara's thing...But for a certain reason, one that hopefully will never happen again, I was obligated to take over. Basically, Saturday Sara and I went on a challenging bike ride in Rancho Penasquitos and it went a little haywire. Roundtrip it was 10.5 miles, half of which we had previously hiked by foot. I was in front of Sara on our way back when I heard a weird sound behind me. We were going down a steep hill with all sorts of loose cobble stones and Sara lost control. Honestly the pictures don't show how bad it looked, I was freaked out, when I first ran up it looked pretty bad. She was twisted up with the bike, the handle bars bruised her chest and thighs. She was so tough though, she rode/walked all 3 long miles back to our car! Tough German blood I tell you! haha. So Sara is out of commission for a little while, we're very thankful she wasn't hurt worse!
p.s. I am never writing another blog for Sara because it took 10 minutes of verbal torture to fix all the spelling/grammatical errors







p.s. I am never writing another blog for Sara because it took 10 minutes of verbal torture to fix all the spelling/grammatical errors
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Ow Ow Ow Ow.
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That's all I can say!
All I can say is, "No more bike riding for a year, young lady"! Love, Mom
ReplyDeleteOw! I hope you're OK!! Despite the injury, the location is beautiful and I hope it was fun before-hand!:)
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OUCH! GEEZ. That would be why bicycles suck. Haha, I just had to say that. :-) I hope you feel better soon Saucy Dhasey! And the pics were cool, you did good Clint. :-)
ReplyDeleteYep, this is proof that me and bikes do not mix well. I think from now on we are going to stick to nice, smooth, PAVED bike paths...at least for a long while=)
ReplyDeleteNicely written, Clint. Maybe you'll just have to get in the rotation with Sara on this blog--like it or not! I'm sure you were quite scared to see her in a tangled mess. Way to be brave, Sara :)
ReplyDeleteYowch! Looks like you got yourself pretty good there, Sara! If you need Amelia to come down and kiss it to make it all better, let us know! ;)
ReplyDeleteAnd cool backpack, Clint. :) Its bigger than I thought!
Sara, Sorry you hurt yourself. But it looks like it started out to be a fun day! We miss you. Grammy
ReplyDeleteI love picture number 7. I know you're thinking, "Living in So. Calif. IS dangerous; must go back to Washington..." Moms just know these things.
ReplyDeleteXO
HAHAHAHAHA Gramma G!
ReplyDeleteNice trail scars!! Better than those lame-o "bike paths" in sun river. ;-) (flame suit on)
ReplyDeleteGuys I work with ride ski hills in the summer, one even cracked his arm.
You were wearing a helmet, right?
Thanks big brudda, I think I will have some scars once it's all healed=) This was no wimpy trail, that's for sure. It actually beat me up. And uh, no...we weren't wearing helmets...for shame!
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