The next pic is me in Colorado Springs, just under Pike's Peak.
I headed out the next morning in stormy skies. Hey, I had just ridden through what I thought was the worst rain storm I could possibly encounter, why wait here? Well, if you see the next few pics, you'll see that I should have waited!!!
The road was okay and the traction good until 8" of hail piled up! I lost control as I tried to avoid a big rut from the car tracks ahead of me. I slid about 30' and ended up with the the bike on my right leg. I felt pain in my ankle but knew it wasn't broken but I couldn't get the 450 lb bike off me. Luckily for me, a young couple in the red van stopped and lifted the bike up. Whew, the traffic was coming mighty close to me and it wasn't where I wanted to end my life.
