srshultz
Active Member
I took a 40 miler yesterday with a group in the beautiful open roads of south Texas yesterday. On one of the rural roads a crew was cutting the vegetation along the road.
We use a device in the US called a bush hog. It’s a very large mower platform drug along by a tractor. The cutting mechanism is an array of chains spinning rapidly under the mower platform.
Approaching this monster, I turned my head slightly to the right to attempt to avoid anything that might fly out from underneath it. Sure enough, wham, I took a rock to the left cheek bone. It stunned me but I managed to stay upright.
Some swelling and blood now marked the side of my face but nothing that stopped the ride.
The rest of the ride, I contemplated what would have happened if I hadn’t turned my face away?
We use a device in the US called a bush hog. It’s a very large mower platform drug along by a tractor. The cutting mechanism is an array of chains spinning rapidly under the mower platform.
Approaching this monster, I turned my head slightly to the right to attempt to avoid anything that might fly out from underneath it. Sure enough, wham, I took a rock to the left cheek bone. It stunned me but I managed to stay upright.
Some swelling and blood now marked the side of my face but nothing that stopped the ride.
The rest of the ride, I contemplated what would have happened if I hadn’t turned my face away?