Another first for the Pedalfiles Bike Hash . . . a casualty!
The hares set a fine trail on Easter Sunday, but just before the mid-point beer & taco check Kiwi Herman hit a grate the wrong way, flipped over his handlebars, and landed on his helmetless head. Other riders were with him when it happened, and realizing he was unconscious, called 911. Master Meat Finder and Pick'n'Flick and I were several blocks behind, wondering what all the sirens were for. We followed trail around a corner and the whole sad scene was there before us: a mass of parked bicycles, a long-faced pack, a fire truck and ambulance, several paramedics - and of course Kiwi, strapped to a board with a full neck brace, surrounded by blood and pieces of scalp.
The paramedics took Kiwi to a nearby hospital and we rode on, a subdued pack. The beer check wasn't exactly glum, but it wasn't a laff riot either. On-afters were a little livelier, but of course everyone was thinking about Kiwi.
You're probably wondering who went in the ambulance with Kiwi. I'm ashamed to say none of us did. Pick'n'Flick wanted to go with him and I talked her...
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