Found an old picture
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Aluminium Crusader :-)

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From: Melbourne, Australia
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From: MILWAUKEE
Bikes: The kind with two wheels
Originally Posted by 531Aussie
And oh...that publicity shot is several years (and more pounds) ago....prior to me being totally enveloped by this great sport!
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YIKES, a face only a mother could love??? Glad you kept with it though. I know several people that would have hung it up after something like that. Congratulations on your fotitude shining through!
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From: MILWAUKEE
Bikes: The kind with two wheels
Originally Posted by formulaben
Brutal. I've never been "scared" to ride, but you're giving me reservations. Could you please explain how it happened?
As for how it happened....
Turning onto my final street after a quick 20-mile ride. I was going about 17 at the time I remember because I had looked down before the turn.
Turning right, I heard a crackling noise. It would prove to be a noise that I still flinch when I hear now....tires on a little road sand. It was like ice. All of the sudden the bike is flying out from under me and I remember my face bouncing off the pavement.
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From: MILWAUKEE
Bikes: The kind with two wheels
Originally Posted by Hipcycler
The body is an amazing thing my friend. Here I am, just off a 3,200- mile season without a single crash after that little incident that welcomed me into the cycling club for real. Stuff heals. And heck, that picture of my thigh is right over the hip replacement! My surgeon looked at the X-ray afterward and said, "Man, I must have done a good job on you. She looks better than ever in there. No damage to the joint done!"
As for how it happened....
Turning onto my final street after a quick 20-mile ride. I was going about 17 at the time I remember because I had looked down before the turn.
Turning right, I heard a crackling noise. It would prove to be a noise that I still flinch when I hear now....tires on a little road sand. It was like ice. All of the sudden the bike is flying out from under me and I remember my face bouncing off the pavement.
As for how it happened....
Turning onto my final street after a quick 20-mile ride. I was going about 17 at the time I remember because I had looked down before the turn.
Turning right, I heard a crackling noise. It would prove to be a noise that I still flinch when I hear now....tires on a little road sand. It was like ice. All of the sudden the bike is flying out from under me and I remember my face bouncing off the pavement.
I didn't go to the doc until Monday, when he told me my wrist was also broken!
From that time on I felt I really earned being called a cyclist! And I was back on my bike (It too was banged up, but not as bad as me) just over two weeks later with a cast on my arm.





