Quote Originally Posted by li10up
When I first started mtn bike riding I rode with a friend who called out objects in the path...roots, rocks, turns, etc. Once I was working really hard to make it up a pretty steep hill - head down and really crankin' - and she called out duck. I thought she was telling me there was a duck in the middle of the trail (there are ducks in the area - just not where we were). I quickly figured out what she meant AFTER my forehead smacked right into a low hanging tree branch. Thank goodness for helmets...you don't have to crash for them to help you! NOW THAT WAS DUMB!
This is too funny - oh the English language.

When I was little my cousin and I would ride our grandparents welsh pony without a saddle, halter, reins or anything. Just hop on and around the pasture we would go wherever the horse would take us.

We got into the trees and my cousin said "lay down" I did - on my back, the tree branch hooked my neck and off slid the 2 of us with her catching the brunt of it and me on top. No injuries except my cousin chewed me out and wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the day.