Mountain Bike Wrecks
Wipe Outs, We've all had them....
1996 or 1997 out at the end of Palmetto or Glades when they had those HUGE rock mound mountains....
Slossberg, DeNino, Londono & i, climbed one with our mountain bikes... got on top, what, maybe five stories high or something, fucken huge really was... all rock and big gravel, like where Fred Flinstone used to work.
a steep ass drop to a level where huge tractors and dump trucks had a path to drive on, then another steep ass drop to the bottom of puddles of water and rocks about the size from golf balls to softballs.....
there it was, the wind....... quiet, the end of the day, sun setting over the everglades in front of us, the four of us looked down the two deadly drops of broken gravel. the equivalent of us staring down a triple black diamond slope.... Then came those words you always regret saying.....
"FUCK IT, I'M GOING"
down the first drop, leaning way back, hitting huge rocks doing maybe 30 mph or something.....
BAMB, make it onto the road for dumptrucks, did a peddle or two.....
fly off onto the other slope... down to the ground, now maybe 35 40 mph.....
at the bottom there was mega puddles of water combined with dump truck tracks that were maybe a foot or two deep, filled with water and encrusted in the hard dirt, the trucks must of been driving back and forth, there were dozens of tracks. from where we were you could not tell how deep they were...
hit the first one and jumped it.... BAMB, WIPPED OUT HARD, slid over rocks and into a deep puddle of dirty water.... pretty scrapped up, kinda wanted to cry, but i held my own...
then my buddies up on the top of the mound instead of following me down, decided to wait there and throw big rocks at me as i am gathering myself together and making sure nothings broke......
i heard comments like "TOLD YOU ASSHOLE" and "DUMB ASS", followed by the usual laughter as another rock would hit the water and splash right by me....
I got up and studied the mountain..... searching for its weakness.... for where the fatal mistake was made.....
I got back on my bike, and in the lightest gear possible, i made the tough little climb back to the top, out of breath and hurting, my friends still laughing...
"FUCK YOU GUYS" i said because i was pissed... see, in my mind, i knew where the mistake was made... this time i would show them....
I dropped in again, this time i went for mega speed to hit the first tire trail and jump over all the other trails.... about a twenty yard area to jump.... my adrenalin was pumping as i took the first drop, then the path for trucks, then the second drop, peddling this time almost the entire way down... and BAMB hit the fucken first tire track.....
this time i actually felt my skin tear from my legs as i was strapped in my pedals and tumbled with my mountain bike, good news was that i jumped clear over the water puddle. CLEARED THAT FUCKEN PUDDLE... bad news was that i was fucked up and had a five mile ride home.
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Las Olas, Christmas time and the place was busy, must of been after a show or something, crusing on my mountain bike racing cars up and down.... used to be my workout, keep a good 35 mph pace for like four miles......
i was right in front of the Riverside Hotel and the lincoln i was pacing sees a spot out of no where and just pulled over. he almost ran me over but my cat like reflexes enabled me to dodge him (i was actually riding in his blind spot).
i fucken swerved, missed some people, did not get hit by the lincoln, almost missed a tree but it caught my handle bar... while i was probobley doing like 30 mph and just flew, i think my bicycle hit some chairs and a table but i cant remember......
MAN, it was a huge thing, a croud of people, people yelling call 911 this kid got hit by a car etc.... so i caught my wind with about a hundred people gather around, some guy said to sit tight the ambulance is on it way.... all i wanted to do is run, i managed to get up, but my leg did not work and i went down like a two hundred twenty five pound sack of bricks.... seriously the croud did "OOOHHHH", i tried to kind of crawl to my bicycle, had to tell some people to move as they told me to sit etc...
made my way up and used my bike as a crutch.... tried to run around the corner but..... YEP, i fell again, my leg just did not work..... finally i see this guy in traffic..... yes, traffic was stopped, i see this guy, i remember he had a sublime sticker on his truck, so i figured he was cool, i said "HEY BRO, GIVE ME A HAND PLEASE".... the dude loaded my bike in his truck and took me home....... i think i cried in the car... i cant even remember.
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| FCR pacing cars on Las Olas |
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maybe 97, quiet waters park, the mountain bike days, Valenti..... got this thousand dollar cannondale... got this gadget on it, distance, temp, pace.... fucken time in hong kong.... he was showing it off, does this does that.
starting to warm up, riding the small trail, fucken around...
"HEY GUYS, CHECK OUT THIS JUMP..."
Valenti mans up, the soldier that he is...... he must of thought the trick was to haul ass at full power and basically just hit it..... dude he fucken flew, wiped out, tumbled and skidded.....
he broke his gadget.
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Submitted by BLOCK:
air and sea show on the mountain bikes... Man I just remember seeing these hot chic's somewhere in front of Marriott parking garage and everyone turn in there, so I fucking try and do a cool hot dogging trick in my turn directly in front of these chic and totally fucking wipe out right in front of them. I just remember picking myself up riding off with my handle bars all jacked up and sideways, had to ride away like that....
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submitted by Londono:
my most recent one happened in pompano I'm hauling ass to jump two curbs one after the other. They where the entrance and exit of a parking garauge so you clear both and then you want to turn sharply to avoid hitting trees and a concrete electrical poll. So here I am full of confidence knowing I've cleared this plenty of times before, I start to haul ass for about twenty yards I catch the attention of a young couple crossing the street all eyes on me boom cleared the first one no problem I jump the second one just as I'm landing I'm starting to think about that sharp turn, problem is my front tire is kinda low on air. so the laws of physics start to work against me (sharp turn + low air in tire = ) I start to turn the tire hits the ground the wheel crumbles and sends me on a direct path to the concrete poll I end up hitting this thing full speed it took all my strengh not to hit this face first, my handle-bars took the most of it I hit this poll so hard I just stopped my foward momentum with my face 2 inches away from kissing the poll. The force was so strong It sent me back about 15 feet as Im going back I'm back tracking on flipflops trying to catch my footing It was like someone had a rope around my waist and all the sudden jerked me back... I was able to break my fall, But to the people watching me It looked like I smashed my face into the poll and the force threw me back. They end up running up to me to see if I'm o.k. I'll never forget the look on their face: It was a look like dude your alive... I owe it all to the previous wrecks that tought me how to take a tumble and how to brace myself... moral of the story, your never to old to show-off... thank-god... RIDE OR DIE!!!!!!!!
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