From conversations with a number of people, they all have their tales of woe about Penhydd. Some worse than others. My mate D reckons he's still not right after Penhydd bit him.
My tale of woe came today. Running fast (real fast!) down Dead Sheep Gully, I vaguely remember letting my concentration wander just before a big jump over some built up tree roots. Big air, no prep, a tree stump, some small logs and blur of time all mixed together to form the
biggest stack-up I can remember having. "Remember" may be a bad choice of word because I don't remember much of it at all! I untangled myself from the resulting mess and sat and watched the stars twinkle!! After a while I started a mental list of the damage:-
- cut my little finger
- bruised my shoulder
- grazed my back
- grazed my knee
- bruised my thigh
- bruised my ribs (don't think I've cracked anything??)
- bruised my stomach
- cut my shin
- wrenched my wrist
- bruised my forehead
- Broke my helmet
- broke my watch strap
- punctured my hydration bladder
- bent a bar end
- ripped my waterproof mobile phone bag
All things told, believe it or not, I reckon I was lucky!!! Things that could have happened - Broken bones, broken head, broken mobile, not spotted my watch on the floor and left it, broken bike. I wonder if it's Karma - I stopped earlier and changed the inner tube for a guy who was obviously new to this.
Penhydd will get a little more respect from me next time!! My message to you all - do Penhydd, it'll get you one day, may as well get it over and done with!!
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