We all like to see a bit or carnage now and again right?... So heres some pictures and short accounts of peoples cock-ups, stacks and breakages. If you have something you'd like to see on this page please send it to this address
| "Prat on a hot tin roof" |
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This isn't a 'Stack' as such.. and it was before the whole MTB dirtjump thing went big (97?) and I was still riding to work everyday on a really really light 16" Easton Elite MTB with stupidly light components..
On one occasion I was Riding along the docks in Bristol heading towards the Industrial Museum and approaching a converted tool-shed called 'The Buttery' where morning dog-walkers, builders and business folk were sat outside eating Bacon butties and coffee. All along the dock-side are sunken tracks (think tram) used by an old steam loco which still chugs along full of school-trippers and northern grannies fresh from their Wallace Arnold coaches.
Having ridden this way for 2 years and ‘knowing’ it well I used to hop over the tracks if pedestrians were in the way and often ride the waters edge hopping over the mooring pillars and ropes.
Anyway, on this day there had been a slight drizzle and the tracks were slippery; again I was used to this and proceeded as usual, weavin in and out until I came to a section where you can either take the safe route, or get a buzz by riding for about 20 meters on a 1 meter wide strip between waters edge and train track. Some dude was walking to work and was in my way so I rather sneakily sprinted past him and hopped over some tracks intending to land on this narrow ‘strip’
What ACTUALLY happened was that I landed ON another rail and being wet the front wheel slid violently to the right. Ok, so I put my foot down as you do but there was nothing there. "Ah yes.." I thought, "the Docks". Both Bike and I fell over the edge... Luckily some very thoughtful Seaman had thought to moor his river boat, complete with peaked roof and flower pots directly under the point I exited dry land. I landed with a BIG thud and quite a bit of pain after falling about 6 foot sideways onto the tin covered roof but was very relieved not to have gotten wet. It seemed like I was laying there for several seconds before my bike and I started to slide sideways off the roof. I managed to grab onto the roofs ‘peak’ and caught my bike on my foot just as the back wheel dunked into the water.
After the dude that had been in my way stopped laughing and several ‘buttery regulars’ came to investigate, I was helped up the gang plank and re-introduced to terra firma.
To this day I have no idea what the inhabitants of the river boat thought had happened. They stayed put inside their floating home, probably thinking that Godzilla Pigeon from Hell had landed on there roof.
Oh and one other thing. If the boat owners ever get to read this: "I’m really really sorry my Odyssey pedal made a hole in your Tin Roof.. Honest!" - Hutch |
| 'Traditional Over the bars Styleeee' |
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This is Potters Bar Local, Jamie caught on film by mate Ross. Taken at Sherrads Wood in Welwyn, Hertfordshire.
Jamie and Ross are both regular posters in the FORUM, so go on.. have a dig :)
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