3.4 sonometer displacement. They have to perform surgery on anything that is 1.4 and above. It's never good when the doctor says, "usually we do this but in YOUR case..."
Well...I worked for the DFG for a month and then I was laid-off and then got rehired and then broke my clavicle and couldn't work anymore. It was a tough end of the summer. The summer itself was great. I was able to make good use of my time climbing and mountain biking. The peak total for the summer is: Morrison, Tyndall, Williamson, White Mtn., Cathedral Peak, Half Dome, Mt. Ritter, Crystal Cragx2, Mammoth Rock and Mt. Aggie.
The bicycle became a big part of my summer, and I discovered what it takes to be a Downhill Mountain Biker...broken bones. On October 10th, I went for a ride with a friend, Kevin, and we ended it on "shotgun". I had ridden this trail over fifty times, but it had been changed. In preparation for the snow, Mammoth had taken down the wooden wall-ride on a left hand turn with an slight decline after a slight jump after a fast section of the trail, and I hadn't ridden the trail yet. Kevin did tell me the wall was gone, so I went a lot slower than normal. Unfortunately, it wasn't slow enough...I had just a little too much speed, I hit
Luckily, they were able to pin my clavicle instead of using a plate. They will take this pin out on Nov. 19 and I will be all real.
the little jump and as I came down front end went down and down and landed in a front wheelie for what felt like five minutes, but was probably just two seconds. I was wheeling and my momentum was pushing my tail farther and farther over and BAM! I somersaulted and as I landed a sawed-off tree stump was right in line with my collar bone. I stood up after doing a full somersault and for the first few seconds I didn't feel anything. It just felt like a car accident. I started walking around and felt something poking at my t-shirt, I reached for my collar bone and felt something sharp pushing at my skin. It took me a little to realize it was my clavicle. Luckily, it didn't break through the skin, but I knew I was messed up.
I threw my back pack down, left my bike in the bushes and started walking towards the road, which was luckily only 100ft. hundred feet away. Doctor's say I wont be able to work (on the hill) until the middle of December. I'm already feeling much better, trying to rest and heal quickly.
It is a
The Wall Ride
This is the wall ride on Shotgun. While the wall was up I never had a problem but as soon as they took it down for the winter...crunch.
good wake-up call for me...mortality.
Luckily, Lauren and her family have been here to help me through it all. The Helm's are a great family and owe them dearly.
Hope everyone had a great summer!
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