MickeyT
Race Dog
I apologize beforehand for the swearing in the clips and in my written ride report. I tried to portray my emotions at that specific moment in time...
"What the f*ck just happened now??" I thought by myself as I watch the tail lights of the other two 650GS disappear over the ridge while I lay trapped beneath my bike. I flick the kill-switch of the bike to try and stop the back E07 from spinning and then try to get my leg out from beneath the bike - Nada - it is pinned beneath the weight of the bike and my back-breaker luggage. "Ok - try and get the drybag off". Good thought in principle, but can't reach the Rok-Straps. "F*ck!"
This was not how I planned my Lesotho trip. In fact - everything went wrong from the start, and now I'm screwed.
The only items I can reach, are my water and my pocket camera, so what the hell - I take a sip and take a shot or two...
"What the f*ck just happened now??" I thought by myself as I watch the tail lights of the other two 650GS disappear over the ridge while I lay trapped beneath my bike. I flick the kill-switch of the bike to try and stop the back E07 from spinning and then try to get my leg out from beneath the bike - Nada - it is pinned beneath the weight of the bike and my back-breaker luggage. "Ok - try and get the drybag off". Good thought in principle, but can't reach the Rok-Straps. "F*ck!"
This was not how I planned my Lesotho trip. In fact - everything went wrong from the start, and now I'm screwed.
The only items I can reach, are my water and my pocket camera, so what the hell - I take a sip and take a shot or two...