Ah, tattie

Yes, I affectionately call her the trail goddess and she has sent me home on many an occasion! Often, she does it just to keep my pride in check! I alwasy think it best to listen to her.

I recall once that I managed to fall while climbing up rock steps with a cliff edge beside me. Knowing that I was going over, I somehow managed to jump off the bike before the bike went flying off the ledge, landing on a juniper tree. The others all seemed to think that I had thrown the bike, but I was just so glad it wasn't me!! Well, DH was a bit unimpressed that I would throw such a fabulous and expensive bike around....and I'm not sure he even understands today that it was either her or me, and at least we didn't have to take her to the hospital!! Honestly, I don't think she had a scratch on her. And, no, I really don't know how I managed to fall while climbing....

Hope those bruises heal well and soon!

Hugs and butterflies,
~T~