Let's put this in perspective.
A couple of weeks ago one of my riding buddies stopped in the middle of a hill, just about where it turns from 8% to 12%, to help a box turtle cross the road.
I was ahead of him, and I saw the turtle, but decided that the road was pretty quiet and it would probably be okay. But it nagged at me all the way up the hill, and when I learned that my friend had stopped, I was both glad for the turtle and ashamed of myself.
Yet, no one would stop to help a person after a crash? That's shameful. I hope that your experience was isolated.
Last edited by OakLeaf; 08-05-2010 at 07:01 PM.
Speed comes from what you put behind you. - Judi Ketteler