sillystunt
Race Dog
to that guys that sent mail and phoned thanks.
so the short story so far, the sabie challenge arrived at last, what a great event. i was on the green route with my wife silly b on her dakar and my brother iron bru and his wife on his dakar. luckilky a chap by the name of peter decided to ride with us, thanks to peter we got out of the ravine. but wait i`m getting ahead [i wish] anyway we were cruising along ,the route was spectacular, more red than green but brilliant, no long graded roads, just tracks in the forest with huge dangerous bike eating drop offs on the side [ insert jaws music here].
so i was going ahead taking pix and generally going way to fast, playing the arse and sliding the bike and doing a few wheelies while i waited for the others to catch up.
after setting up a few shots i zooted in front, passing my wife silly b i turned to her and shouted that i will scout up front for a good spot, yep, i found one !!! [jaws music again]
as i opened the throttle all the way and turned back to the road i saw a huge mound of clay like sand/mud it was all over the place but this one was in the wrong place. i was pinned in second, if i hit it i would go summer-saulting [spelling?] and end up splatting into the mountain face on the right !
i had a nano second to decide, .......i went left, what i thought was a grassy verge was actually the top of the tree`s from the mountain side below..................[insert wimpy lyrics here;ooh ooh we`re in trouble !!!!]
as the bike went airborne i started to scream like a 12 year old girl ! [so my wife say`s] i hit the sapling`s like a turkey thrown from a helicopter, when my eyes opened i could see a little white light...........and feel a shit load of pain.......i could hear my bike idling somewhere and sillyb screaming my name .
the little white light wasnt the big guy at all but my helmet had gone skew and covered my eyes, a huge stump had smashed into my back and caught me from rolling further down the embankment.
the sapling`s which stood about 4 metres high had caught my dakkie and exploded in broken branches , the result was that my dakkie had landed gently on the edge of the ravine with the rear wheel still turning and the gps telling me that i should make a u turn !!!
in the meantine while i had being flying and checking out the scenery silly b had watched all of this in horror, in a frantic bid to save her "ultimate fantasy" she had slammed her bike into first , jammed on both brakes and thrown her bike down, not even switching it off or stopping completely. the result was that the handlebar came down hard on her boots breaking two bones in the arch of her foot. she cared not a jot. launching over the ravine she tumbled down to find me and my beloved dakkie.
what a woman ...........[insert aaahhhss here]
dazed and confused along with hurt and painfull we climbed up the side where new found friend peter was able to literally pull us to safety........
SOME PIX THEN ON WITH THE STORY......
iron bru ,skills challenge, me on the dakkie and others.
so the short story so far, the sabie challenge arrived at last, what a great event. i was on the green route with my wife silly b on her dakar and my brother iron bru and his wife on his dakar. luckilky a chap by the name of peter decided to ride with us, thanks to peter we got out of the ravine. but wait i`m getting ahead [i wish] anyway we were cruising along ,the route was spectacular, more red than green but brilliant, no long graded roads, just tracks in the forest with huge dangerous bike eating drop offs on the side [ insert jaws music here].
so i was going ahead taking pix and generally going way to fast, playing the arse and sliding the bike and doing a few wheelies while i waited for the others to catch up.
after setting up a few shots i zooted in front, passing my wife silly b i turned to her and shouted that i will scout up front for a good spot, yep, i found one !!! [jaws music again]
as i opened the throttle all the way and turned back to the road i saw a huge mound of clay like sand/mud it was all over the place but this one was in the wrong place. i was pinned in second, if i hit it i would go summer-saulting [spelling?] and end up splatting into the mountain face on the right !
i had a nano second to decide, .......i went left, what i thought was a grassy verge was actually the top of the tree`s from the mountain side below..................[insert wimpy lyrics here;ooh ooh we`re in trouble !!!!]
as the bike went airborne i started to scream like a 12 year old girl ! [so my wife say`s] i hit the sapling`s like a turkey thrown from a helicopter, when my eyes opened i could see a little white light...........and feel a shit load of pain.......i could hear my bike idling somewhere and sillyb screaming my name .
the little white light wasnt the big guy at all but my helmet had gone skew and covered my eyes, a huge stump had smashed into my back and caught me from rolling further down the embankment.
the sapling`s which stood about 4 metres high had caught my dakkie and exploded in broken branches , the result was that my dakkie had landed gently on the edge of the ravine with the rear wheel still turning and the gps telling me that i should make a u turn !!!
in the meantine while i had being flying and checking out the scenery silly b had watched all of this in horror, in a frantic bid to save her "ultimate fantasy" she had slammed her bike into first , jammed on both brakes and thrown her bike down, not even switching it off or stopping completely. the result was that the handlebar came down hard on her boots breaking two bones in the arch of her foot. she cared not a jot. launching over the ravine she tumbled down to find me and my beloved dakkie.
what a woman ...........[insert aaahhhss here]
dazed and confused along with hurt and painfull we climbed up the side where new found friend peter was able to literally pull us to safety........
SOME PIX THEN ON WITH THE STORY......
iron bru ,skills challenge, me on the dakkie and others.
