Unlike a couple of my other rides up this trail,¹ I can see the seasonal deadfall has already been cleared. Fresh wood faces have been added to years of cuts now hidden in brush lining the path. That’s good since I don’t have confidence to try hopping logs on the 1290.
Past the initial switchbacks, I stand on the pegs and am riding briskly when I feel an impact to my right foot harder than anything I remember experiencing. I’m pretty sure I’ve broken it.
“Fuck!” I yell into my helmet as I grab the brakes and manage to swing the kickstand down before sliding off onto a large log. It isn’t pain that vexes me as much as the sudden expectation of hardship getting off this mountain and getting around in coming weeks.
¹ Trail Image, “Lava, Rattlesnake and Devil Creeks”: www.trailimage.com/lava-rattlesnake-and-devil-creeks; “Flowers Erupt from Lava Mountain”: www.trailimage.com/flowers-erupt-from-lava-mountain