Taking the high road
My stomach is beginning to feel sick but I decide I should have a go at the root beer and jerky to maximize energy before trying anything else. I rise to get them and find my foot can bear a little weight. Maybe it isn’t broken.
With some calories on board, I rise again and try to back the motorcycle off the trail to turn around. But it’s steep enough that any use of the front brake just makes it slide instead of turning. And although I can put light weight on it, I find I can’t use my right foot at all like I’d need to wrestle the bike around.
That being the case, I think I’ll see if I can just keep riding up the mountain until I find an easier place to turn around.