Ahahhhhaaahhhh, well it was more like urrr, huuurrrl
to be honest. The jungle man is currently strapped up in the urban jungle
of Kuala Lumpur. As a warm up to my next jungle epic I was taking a solo wet
ride through a jungle area near to the city (with only a front brake-rear
disc deserted me). Dropping down a rutted singletrack and an angry tree jumped
out and attacked me. Tarzan style i catapulted myself through the air, planted
head on into the angry tree. Concussed, hurling and lost I sat there with
bones poking through my shoulder, nasty. For a whole hour I dragged my bike
out of the jungle and eventually rode one armed to the sanctuary of a coke
and a hospital where the xray man zapped me and the surgeon strapped me.
So, with a rather nasty collar bone brake i'm grounded. Looks like several
weeks too, not sure when and what will happen - coz I can't do a thing - not
even drive or dress myself, so not smelling so good.
But, on the up side - I still have my tiger beer and chop stick hand intact,
so will report back soon.
