On my last ride (Valdez--Yes, it was orsome) at the end of the day, on the ride out I gave in to the temptation for one last little pull on a short but steep, untracked slope in a ravine. The snow was granular, wet and heavy from being beat on by the sun on a 40 degree day.
Being tired I was riding sloppy and just before topping out of the pull began to stall and tried turning out a moment too late. I heaved on the bars to try and pirouette the sled back downhill but only pulled it over on top of me. The bars buried into the spring snow and BAM! Instant WOT!!.
My left leg was postholed and pinned but I was far enough downhill and clear to reach in and hit the kill switch. At no time was I close to getting caught in the track but that was my wake-up call. The guy who lost his arm ran through my mind as I dug out from underneath my sled. The whole time I was scolding myself for being a lucky, dumbazz SOB.
Had a dentist appt near my dealership today and picked one up. Installing it tonight. I'll never ride without a tether again. Ever.
Being tired I was riding sloppy and just before topping out of the pull began to stall and tried turning out a moment too late. I heaved on the bars to try and pirouette the sled back downhill but only pulled it over on top of me. The bars buried into the spring snow and BAM! Instant WOT!!.
My left leg was postholed and pinned but I was far enough downhill and clear to reach in and hit the kill switch. At no time was I close to getting caught in the track but that was my wake-up call. The guy who lost his arm ran through my mind as I dug out from underneath my sled. The whole time I was scolding myself for being a lucky, dumbazz SOB.
Had a dentist appt near my dealership today and picked one up. Installing it tonight. I'll never ride without a tether again. Ever.