Busted Knees, Busted Bikes and Busted Exhibitionists – Glasshouse Mountain Ride Summary 27/05/2018
So Sunday’s ride was a particularly eventful one with some rather unique events alongside the regular run-of-the-mill ones like flat tyres and e-bike jokes.
As I headed down Roys Road a long cloud was perfectly placed so it looked like Mt Beerwah was an erupting volcano. Maybe this was an omen to turn around and go back home to bed.
We all gathered at the carpark where Brad opened his car boot offering us free medical paraphernalia like bandages and plasters. But I’m sure if you are in need of a kidney or something then maybe have a quiet word and see what he can do.
We hadn’t even been riding a minute when Wayne’s bike just fell sideways and in a blink of an eye he was skidding along the pavement on his knee. So despite a fat-bike’s massive amounts of traction it was still no match for wet mossy concrete unfortunately. A quick patch-up with our newly sourced medical supplies and we were off again.
We rode alongside Steve Irwin Way towards the Mathew Flinders Rest Area. However just before we got there, someone had mistakenly thought it was a deliciously private area for a romantic night of McDonalds and car bonnet sex. We got a glimpse of the strewn underwear and the early morning backseat erotic contortions as we rode pass. I’m pretty sure I heard a hip joint blow out.
The rest of the 20km ride was filled with smaller less-erotic (i guess?) incidents such as a watch falling off, missing water bottles, busted chain guides, leaking and flat tyres and wonky handlebars. However we did check out some amazing views and try a new cafe so it wasn’t all that bad.
See you next week.
Michael “So that’s why mountain bikers own vans!?” Johns