I got taught a lesson this morning about respecting tight corners on wet roads while riding downhill. Its funny how I was always so careful about this situation in my 10+ years riding motorbikes (and three of being an instructor), and yet looking back now I haven't been as paranoid about wet corners on an unpowered bike. Was a true 'blink of an eye' moment between getting ready for the corner and sliding down the road.
Apologies to anyone I held up while staggering around on the side of the road, and eternal thanks to the lovely Margie - a palliative care nurse at Blackwood Hospital who stopped, picked me up and found me an ambulance. Feeling exceptionally lucky that it was a right-hander (taking me away from the traffic), that I slid straight down the road rather than into the guard rails, and aside from some cosmetic damage to both me and the bike all should be ok.
Definitely noticing the difference since the adrenaline wore off. Ribs are ok, just achey. Thigh graze is the worst one for hair in the wound, but get the feeling its going to be the soft tissue damage in the shoulder joint that will take the longest to heal.
Goal now is to get out for the CVSA training ride the weekend after next - fingers crossed.
The trouble with road tyres is that, because the contact patch is so small, you only need to touch a small slippery patch or bit of debris to lose your grip instantly - patches which are impossible to see on the way down a fast descent.
With so many nice dry days to hoon down hills in Adelaide, let's all take it easy on the handful of wet ones!