Since there was short notice, there were only 2 students, 1 instructor, and two tail riders on the ride.
The class was on single track trails at Sugar Pine, 17 miles out from Forest Hill.
The riding was strenuous and difficult for me, way more work than riding the dirt roads around Stoneyford, or out to the racetrack at Death Valley.
They were calling me the bushmaster after I crashed into some bushes and got all wound up with my camelback tube and radio wires in the branches, and I had to get help to get pulled out. If I had been alone, I might still be there right now!
After some coaching I started improving, and after lunch I was hopeful that it would be easier, which it was until my next crash.
I hit something coming down a hill, which unbeknownst to me broke the bracket that the rear brake lever pivots on, so I had no rear brake. I think this put me in a wierd attitude towards the left and when I was trying to adjust, my left quad muscle gave way with a twang that felt like I had broken my leg. At that point I fell over to the left, and wasn't sure what had happened, I just knew it wasn't a good thing.
I rolled over to the right and sat up, and I could move my leg no problem, it just hurt in the quadracep when I tried to get up.
Any way, I am fine. They rode the bike to the dirt road for me, I road back to the base camp and waited until they finished.
I got home and iced it up numerous times, and felt good enough to go to the River Cats game.
Today, I can walk pain free but standing up from a chair, or sitting in one, and stairs are painful.
I think it will heal up in a week and I'll be back out there.
The rear shock on the KLR is totally gone. It was gone when I got there, and I was bottoming out continuously, so I think when the one I ordered comes in, I will have an easier time controlling the bike when it has rear suspension travel again.
It was an adventure, no doubt about it.