Now that the snow has melted and the wind is blowing less than 30 mph I decided to go for a ride today at Riverfront Park. It seemed like it would be the least muddy of my regular mountain bike rides. Although I shivered at first, I had a great time and even caught some good air on some of the jumps.
Around the time that I needed to turn around I found a small single track trail headed toward the lake. I had some time to kill so I took the challenge and rode off into the trees and brush. Now what happened next didn't surprise me but I wasn't quite ready for it either. Although I'd never been on this particular trail before, I had been in the general area and I knew that I'd find dense brush and rough trails ahead. In fact, I fully expected to have to turn around thinking the trail might be impassable (for bikes). When I got into the brush the trail seemed pretty doable. As I cranked along I forgot all of my previous concerns and just enjoyed the ride. Then it happened. Immediately ahead the trail turned around a tree. As I rounded the tree the trail took another sharp turn. I couldn't make the turn and I didn't want to run into the brush in front of me so I hit the brakes and unclipped one foot from my pedal. Unfortunately I was leaning the other way so my free foot did me no good. I tried unclipping the other foot but it was pinned up against some brush and I just couldn't get out in time.
**PLOP!**Yep, I went down into the mud and brush. Nothing was hurt but my pride. I got up and walked my bike down the trail another 20 yards or so before the brush opened up enough that I could mount again. When I got back to the main trail I had to stop and pluck all of the burrs from my clothing.
Now I've fallen several times because I couldn't pull my shoes out of pedal cages which I've sworn off using cages and switched to clipless pedals. I have now officially had my first clipless pedal falling experience. That's gotta be some kind of cyclists' rite of passage.