I was mountain biking in Sunriver, Oregon once on a treacherous, hella rocky, single track trail. When lo and behold, I went head over handlebars over a similarly big ass rock. I wish I could say it had been dark.
Funny thing though, my “friend” that I was with, who has a place in Sunriver and visits there every few months, never returned to dig it out.
Forget the world needing more Beau Miles, I need more Beau Miles.