keira_lover
10-08-2004, 12:24 AM
Anybody have any good sports stories to tell? It can be about anything that happened to you or anyone you know in any sport (xtreme sports are included).
Since this is my thread I'll go first.
quadding: One weekend I went with my family up to Sand Mountain, Navada(huge mountain of sand, hence the name, with a big bowl at the top and miles of trails on the backside) to do some quadding and just relax. My cousin and a bunch of his friends also came and they all brought they're quads. I at the time didn't have one, so my cousin brought an extra quad up for me. Anyway, it was the first night and me, my cousin, and his friends decided to go out for a night ride. There was just one problem though, the quad my cousin brought for me to ride wouldn't start so one of his friends said that I could use theirs. So I hopped on, started it up, and off we went. We all decided we'd go to the top of the mountain and ride around in the bowl(which I would later learn was some of the most difficult riding on the mountain). So we rode to the base of the mountain and hammered down. I got to the top without a problem and everything was going fine, so I started doing loops around the bowl (Keep in mind this is at night and the visibility is only about 25-30 feet). I had the quad in 3rd gear and was going roughly 40 mph when out of nowhere I hit a large patch of woops in the sand(for those who don't know what woops are they're essentially long bumps in the sand). The last thing I remember thinking as I hit the woops was, "Oh shit. This is gonna hurt!" The next thing I know, I'm airborne(I'm not sure for how long but I know it was at least a few seconds), then SMACK! I hit the sand and rolled about 6 or 7 times before ending up on my back, starring up at the sky.(luckily for me though, my HEAD broke my fall :icon_surp ) I layed there, dazed for a few seconds before getting to my feet. As soon as I got up I felt an intense pain coming from my right arm. At first I thought I had broken it but I was able to move it so I knew I didn't. Everyone saw and came over to see if I was okay. The quad's handlebars were bent to shit( I was later told by one of my cousin's friends that that was the first time they had ever seen handlebars get that bent up in the sand) and I ended up with with a bright green bruise over my entire tricep, a huge raspberry on top of the bruise and one on my back, a gash under my lip, and sore hands(from gripping the handlebars so tight when I went over them). Needless to say, my weekend was over. I guess it could have been a lot worse though, I very easily could have broken my neck.
(Fun tidbit: I took another trip up to Sand Mountain a few months later, with my new quad (woohoo I finally got one), and took a ride up to the bowl during the day. Turns out, where I landed was just a few feet away from a major drop-off point which really scared the shit out of me and really made me thank my lucky stars.)
Since this is my thread I'll go first.
quadding: One weekend I went with my family up to Sand Mountain, Navada(huge mountain of sand, hence the name, with a big bowl at the top and miles of trails on the backside) to do some quadding and just relax. My cousin and a bunch of his friends also came and they all brought they're quads. I at the time didn't have one, so my cousin brought an extra quad up for me. Anyway, it was the first night and me, my cousin, and his friends decided to go out for a night ride. There was just one problem though, the quad my cousin brought for me to ride wouldn't start so one of his friends said that I could use theirs. So I hopped on, started it up, and off we went. We all decided we'd go to the top of the mountain and ride around in the bowl(which I would later learn was some of the most difficult riding on the mountain). So we rode to the base of the mountain and hammered down. I got to the top without a problem and everything was going fine, so I started doing loops around the bowl (Keep in mind this is at night and the visibility is only about 25-30 feet). I had the quad in 3rd gear and was going roughly 40 mph when out of nowhere I hit a large patch of woops in the sand(for those who don't know what woops are they're essentially long bumps in the sand). The last thing I remember thinking as I hit the woops was, "Oh shit. This is gonna hurt!" The next thing I know, I'm airborne(I'm not sure for how long but I know it was at least a few seconds), then SMACK! I hit the sand and rolled about 6 or 7 times before ending up on my back, starring up at the sky.(luckily for me though, my HEAD broke my fall :icon_surp ) I layed there, dazed for a few seconds before getting to my feet. As soon as I got up I felt an intense pain coming from my right arm. At first I thought I had broken it but I was able to move it so I knew I didn't. Everyone saw and came over to see if I was okay. The quad's handlebars were bent to shit( I was later told by one of my cousin's friends that that was the first time they had ever seen handlebars get that bent up in the sand) and I ended up with with a bright green bruise over my entire tricep, a huge raspberry on top of the bruise and one on my back, a gash under my lip, and sore hands(from gripping the handlebars so tight when I went over them). Needless to say, my weekend was over. I guess it could have been a lot worse though, I very easily could have broken my neck.
(Fun tidbit: I took another trip up to Sand Mountain a few months later, with my new quad (woohoo I finally got one), and took a ride up to the bowl during the day. Turns out, where I landed was just a few feet away from a major drop-off point which really scared the shit out of me and really made me thank my lucky stars.)