Who is John Galt?
Yeti rider down
Some of you may have heard of Lonnie Tucker. he used to race for Yeti, even had his own line of bikes for awhile. He recently moved to Missouri and I've gotten to know him. Yesterday I got this e-mail from him that really shook me up. This is a super-experienced guy who has been into mountain bikes for years. The trail he was riding has only about a mile of rough stuff, most of it is jeep road or flat stuff. Just goes to show, you never know what's going to jump out and bite you.
Well...I don't know how to start this crazy tale. You would not believe it
if I told you. Talk about crazy! I went for a mountain bike ride last
Wednesday with my best friend and his 11 year old son at the Lost Valley
State Park just down the street about 7 miles from my house. The park has
one big loop that is 10.5 miles long. About 3.5 miles from the finish his
son had a rear flat tire. I told them that I always keep spare tubes and a
tire pump in my car in case I see a cyclist stranded on the side of the
road. Just trying to be a good cyclist.
So, I set out alone to cover the rest of the trail and to retrieve the tube
and pump for them. About a quarter of a mile from the parking lot I spotted
what appeared to be small broken tree branches in front of me on the gravel
jeep trail. As I approached the material I thought they looked like bones.
Bones? Moving at approximately 24 mph I tried to maneuver around the bones
clipping the head of what appears to be a large femur bone. The bone clipped
my front wheel and ended up taking half of my spokes with it as it exploded!
My forks dropped into the ground and sent me and my favorite bicycle into
I woke up to find a nice pool of blood where my face had been resting for
who knows how long..I was still clipped into my pedals and blood was
everywhere. I knew from the cold numbness in my left shoulder that something
was broken. Not a good sign! I managed to unclip from my pedals and
struggled to get to my feet. My bike was trashed! I was covered in blood and
bleeding from places that used to be covered by skin. I walked around and
found the bone that sent me to the ground. A big bone! My helmet is
destroyed, but it did its job and saved my melon from really being squashed!
...At 2:45 AM Thursday I walked out of the hospital with a broken left
clavicle with all sorts of shoulder damage...will learn more on Friday after
seeing the specialist! Concussion with several facial fractures...some kind
of orbital lobe? Above and below the left eye. Not good. Fuzzy vision and a
really bad headache. Oh well...Checked back into hospital on Sunday
with extreme headaches and excessive clear liquid draining from my nose.
After several CT and MRIs the doctors found that I had also fractured the
back of my skull where the spinal cord attaches. The clear liquid was spinal
fluid. That's nice! You know your having a bad day when you have spinal
fluid coming out your nose!
So...No activities for several weeks. Lots of steroids, antibiotics and pain
killers! That sounds like a party with Barry Bonds! Ha Ha Ha! At least I can
still laugh. Ouch! I thought I could. No MS 150 for me this year. However, I
will be sending my money for the jersey on Monday, Sept. 4, 2006. This will
be included with the Cuivre River Photograph Contest information and
materials. Sorry for the delay. I have been out of the office for a few
days. Thanks again. Always wear a helmet! Ride hard and have fun. See you on
the trail in 6 to 8 weeks!
Here's a pic of Lonnie sneaking in the back door at Yeti:
Dang, that was a serious crash. Hope Lonnie heals up well. Glad he has a great positive attitude. I have had a couple of major broken shoulders, can feel his pain......
HEAL WELL LONNIE.....
The_Lecht_Rocks: whafe - cheeers - may i offer an official apology for the wagon wheeler "dis-belief"
Darn... I hope he recovers soon.... well looking on the bright side, he is well enough to be telling the story and is looking forward to a full recovery.
So neither the person injured, his friend or his friend's son had a spare tire or pump?
Hope he heals quickly. I guess it goes to show you what a dangerous sport mountain biking can be. I use to ride as hard as I could(especially downhill) but as I near my 42nd birthday Ive learned to take a little off and just enjoy the ride. I no longer need to be the first one down the trail or going as fast as possible. It doesnt mean something crazy cant happen but I like to err on the side of caution so that I can ride for many years to come
"Im just going to explore a little bit..."
Dont make me be the bad guy...
Do I need a pass to ride this trail?
Who is John Galt?
I was working on a story on the Green Hills Trail Association when I got Lonnie's e-mail on my Treo phone. Needless to say I was extra careful riding. This area had a lot of rain and I was running Panaracer Fires, the tires quickly picked up the mud and couldn't shake it. I had to walk a bunch of the downhills, just didn't feel confident in the steering. I really like riding by myself, when someone else is setting the pace I feel like I am taking unncessary risks. Well, hope this post makes everyone just a little more careful.
In my mind, I can do it!
Ok, am I the only one curious about that bone?? A femur bone sounds like a human bone to me... Sorry about what happened to Lonnie but that whole bone thing has got me waiting for the "rest of the story" as Paul Harvey would say....
Send Lonnie our best and hope he heals up soon. That sounds like a horrible crash, but glad to hear that he survived it!
I'm with iviguy, I immediately was thinking what happened to the poor jogger eaten by the mountain lion that caused this whole wreck?!?
Who is John Galt?
Wasn't really a bone, but a stick that looked like one. Not unusual to see bones poking out of the ground on our trails however, but they are usually from cattle! Here's an update:
I spent most of yesterday in the
hospital having them drain about a gallon of blood from my side. Apparently
I ruptured something that freaked the doctors out! You should have seen
their faces! That was cool! After several hours of X-Rays, MRI's and CT
scans they opened me up and stitched something back together. Oh well...8
A couple of the guys here at work have started calling me the "X-MAN". They
think I am a mutant because of my bodies discoloration and pain threshold.
Ha...The jokes on them! I am a mutant. Anyway...Take care my friend. Have
fun on the trails! Ride one for me. Just remember that if the trail is wet
to keep your front wheel away from all tree roots. Pull on those bars big
guy! Take care. Talk to you soon.
In my mind, I can do it!
I hate to say this, but something is just not right with this guy. "I ruptured something that freaked the doctors out! You should have seen
Originally Posted by Big Jim Mac
their faces! That was cool!" He doesn't even know what was ruptured and then thinks it was cool that it freaked out the doctors that "something" was ruptured? That's whacked! Oh look, my brains are oozing out my nose and the EMT is freaking out.. That's cool!... LOL...