River walk #2

Date: Wednesday, April 27

Weather: Cloud cover, but decently warm

Wearing: Red wool jacket, matching purple/red winter hat with flower, tennis shoes

Music: Britney Spears, Panic at the Disco

Still plenty of clouds in the sky, but the sun's warmth managed to shine through enough to warm me up as I walked. On the mile back, I actually had to unbutton my jacket to cool off a bit. I was hoofin' it fairly quickly, as well. I also took my hat off on the way back. I made it within the same time as the first walk.

I was a little disappointed I did not run into anyone I knew on this walk. My walk ended up being fairly exciting anyhow... I was almost to the one mile marker and was just exiting the Orange Street bridge underpass when I noticed a bicyclist off-roading it down the hill created by a road that ran parallel to the trail to meet the bridge. He was about 40-50 feet in front of me, and made it all the way to the base of the hill, just cruising, when he hit the gravel that flanks either side of the paved trail. And then he ate it. Hard. His bike slid sideways, but he hit the ground face-down, head-first. 

I kept walking towards him and I was about ten feet away from him when he got up. (He wasn't on the ground for very long.) He was younger, probably no older than me, and had long shaggy hair that flopped over his bloodied face. The man had a cut on his forehead above his left eyebrow and there was blood dripping all the way down his cheek. I stopped walking and asked him if he was going to be okay. A bicyclist passing by also saw the incident and stopped. The man sounded shaken, and he mumbled a half-confident "Yes, I'm fine" and laughed an odd little laugh. I asked if he was sure, and he said yes. I resumed my walk and, as I tucked my green earbuds back in my ears, I told him to take it easy. As I walked past him, he told me "Yeah, I'm supposed to be" and with that, I was off, laughing to myself at this man who probably does stupid stuff like that all the time. (But then again, what man isn't stupid in one capacity or another, eh?)

Aside from the bloody biker wipe-out, my walk was otherwise uneventful. No pictures on this walk.