Well, it finally happened , my time had run up. 6 years and thousands of miles on my road bike and I've never been down, until a few days ago. Here is the blow by blow from my teammate Craig:
Rick took a pretty bad spill on a training ride with me today, but
he's going to be okay. However, he did face-plant into asphalt
*very* hard followed by an ambulance ride to Sierra Nevada
He's going to have stitches for deep cuts on his chin and inside
his upper lip and probably a capped front tooth as well. Nothing
life-threatening, but painful beyond words and the broken tooth
is not good at all.
I'm going to put in some detail below because Rick was so shocked
and surprised that he crashed. He kept asking me what the heck
happened. Well, here it is. About the only thing we might
take away from this is that a rear-view mirror may have avoided
the incident (maybe). Neither of us had one at the time.
We had just finished a 3-mile Time Trial (in record time) on a section
of Spenceville Road south of Indian Springs Road in Penn Valley. We
turned right (east) on Indian Springs Road and were riding easy at about
15 mph. Our guard was down as we were cooling down.
A pick-up truck approached from behind close enough that we were a
bit surprised and Rick glanced over his left shoulder. In doing so he drifted
just a few inches to the right. It's hard not to drift a few inches one way
or the other when you look over a shoulder. Just try.
His front wheel grazed against a small, 2" high asphalt berm at the edge
of the road (it's there for erosion control). The berm turned his wheel to the
right, but he rode over okay. No biggee. However, there was a deep trench
filled with sand on the other side of the berm. Rick got that under control
as well. Yey. BUT, there as a big rock imbedded at the end of the sand
trench. Rick hit that, his wheel stopped instantaneously, and over the
handlebars he went.
He went over so fast that he couldn't get his hands up. He hit is face either
on a rock, the asphalt, or the berm. I'm not sure because I was trying not
to run over him. I thought he'd just get up and dust off and we'd be on our
way. Instead, Rick lay there, clearly in a lot of pain. In a few moments
he was covered in blood from the nose down. Oh sheet, oh sheet.
I knocked on the door of a trailer home on the side of the road (no answer)
and began to wonder what to do when pair of women in a Toyota Pick-up
stopped to help (Susan and Andrea). Andrea is a Registered Nurse, and
she started asking the concussion questions (what's your name, what's the
Rick was totally lucid but in all kinds of pain. I hate to over-react, but given
the blood and obvious pain we all agreed we should call an ambulance. Thank
God Andrea had a cell phone. Geez, another thing I should carry with me on
So that's about it.
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