[Garrett Wood]

My girlfriend (now my wife) decided to start mountain biking so we could spend more time together, have a shared hobby, etc. So I take her out, we’re a couple of miles into her first ride and she’s doing great. We come to a concrete bridge that is probably a 4 to 6-inch step up from the trail we are on. I have given her some stellar advice like “just do what I do.” Well, she tried, but that front tire just didn’t get high enough and she went over the bars, resulting in a couple of nasty gashes on both elbows. After a couple of minutes to collect ourselves–her from her injuries and me from the thought that I just killed my girlfriend–we continued on and finished the ride, albeit a bit more cautiously. Here’s a pic of the carnage.

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