Making good time 15 miles out of Liverpool lost my front wheel in a rut (it was grassy and wet, couldn't see how bumpy it was) spd fail on dabbing my foot. Came off bike, wacked head on wall of canal and went in head first...
Don't know how deep it was, but I'm 6'2 and feet didn't touch the bottom.
Damn lucky my bike didn't go in, as I was on my own in the middle of nowhere, 112 miles from home.
That was a tough day... still, Paris Blackpool the following week was easy by comparison.
I alos had always wondered if I was the only one.
Blimey! That sounds like a real accident. Mine was only a comedy one
Blimey! That sounds like a real accident. Mine was only a comedy one