I may be going to hell in a bucket; but at least I am harvesting the ride.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
I got Bent, like a wet cigarette, at Bent Creek on Saturday. Sunshine and rock-star dirt was the theme for a great ride. On singlespeeds, Eric and I breezed up to the top of Geen's Lick with Hankenstein running along fine. However, the fast descent on Greens Lick put a hurting on him. I don't think the dog ever recovered. All 4 of his paw pads were later discovered to be torn. He nearly crawled out of the woods, I feel terrible since he can't walk today.