Thought that title would catch your attention.
After 65 kms on Monday of easy cycling. I clipped my nephew’s wheel at a slow pace but went down like a ton of bricks. The right hip is fractured and the right shoulder blade is broken. Over the last 50 years, these wheel touches happen, but it’s the first time I’ve been hurt. The left side is great though I’d prefer a Rider’s high to the morphine I’m taking.
After a couple days of transport (loaded into the van and drove back to Eagle Plains, medivac to Dawson, then Whitehorse, then Vancouver), I’m nicely settled in. Check out the view from my hospital room. Surgery is planned for Thursday.
I’m in a lot of pain and my riding may be over for this trip but I intend to be at all the ceremonies along the route. My friend Brian will be picking up the riding torch (there may be more!)