Probably the last trail ride of the season around the burg. It was muddy, real muddy. It had been dry around the valley for a while, but a few weeks earlier it had snowed at elevation, and some of it was still sticking around. Most of it had melted and thus the mud. Mud like chunky peanut butter. Or axle grease with rocks in it. It stuck to every thing, the bikes gained about 10lbs right off the bat. There was some nice areas with lots of pine needles, and some places where the mud was frozen. This pick does not do it justice.

At one point we were on a good fast twisty descent. It was nice and fast, then we hit a meadow section again... greasy mud. The last thing I wanted to do was hit the brakes, cause I would go down. Instead I hit a rut and went down, hard. Right leg between the top tube and handlebars. I landed on the handle bar. Instant charlie horse, could not move my leg. Big goose egg on the side of my leg. Got up and kept riding, could not climb, exited to the fire road to finish the ride. I knew it would be bad, but the pic does not do it justice. This one was two days later. It is even worse now. Nice walking with a limp for a few days.