Thanks! I hope to stick around...and definitely plan to keep riding. The falls off the mountain bike (which I named "Grace-the-Assassin" after a character in one of my books, since it seemed to be trying to kill me) were all onto dirt. MUCH better than onto pavement, though the frame did me some damage. So far (fingers crossed and knocking on wood) I haven't fallen off NewBike (which hasn't named itself.) Today's triumph (small but important to me) was riding the reverse of the turn up onto the berm successfully. Across a shallow dip, up onto it, gentle turn, along it, and then down off the end with a turn onto the main downward sloping turn away from the woods. Not that scary at all.

You'd probably like the routes I'm trying to make on our place--interesting, but not terrorizing. The last falls I had off horses proved that the rubber-bounce-effect disappears sometime after age 50, and Grace-the-Assassin falls taught me that even falls off a bike--a lot closer to the ground than a horse--just seem to last longer than they used to. So grass and dirt definitely beat out rocks, cactus, and pavement.