From an un-named, machete wielding, SWAMPer:
We had a great work day at Alafia today (Oct 7, 06), a great ride afterwards, and a great lunch in between.
But beware the hidden dangers at Alafia that will attack the unwary biker! The gators and snakes have not been a problem, nor have the giant voracious lizards running loose. And though many of the drops and climbs on Roller Coaster were rough and scary, they were manageable. Even the rock quarry work prison warden Wes and his henchman assistant Ken had us doing for trail work this morning wasn't as dangerous.
No, I'm talking about the picnic area where we had our trail work lunch. Beware the innocent looking picnic tables!! They may seem benign, but they are not and will bite you with their long sharp fangs the moment you aren't expecting it. And I speak from first-hand experience.
Today, as I was coming back from taking my trash to the cans, one of the tables bit me and shot a long sharp tooth through my jeans and into my left leg.
Seriously!! I lightly brushed up against it, meaning no harm, and it stuck a skewer deep into my flesh. An angry porcupine couldn't have done a better job.
With the unforgiving fragment lodged in my person, with only a small tip still protruding, I hobbled over to the blood mobile, hoping to find some brave (and cute) nurses with the right tools and medicines to remove it and treat it. But
they wouldn't touch it, and I can't blame them. So I dragged myself over to my car where I found a pair of heavy-duty pliers and pulled the shard of table wood from my throbbing leg. Yeeee-ouch!!!
After a super trip around the trails with some fellow SWAMPers, I headed home.
On the way, I stopped at my local tavern, but even the mass quantities of pain killer and disinfectant (3 ice-cold pints taken internally of course) didn't help the now searing burn I felt (well, maybe it wasn't quite that bad... yet).
When I got home, the wooden sliver... nay, small tree branch measured 3.5" - all of which was in my left calf, except the tip that was just enough to grab with the pliers. Fortunately, it appears that all of it came out, and I'll be
sure to keep a very close eye on it for infection. I just hope I can ride Boyette with y'all. But at least I know of some pubs nearby that I can apply some more medication should it continue to flare up after the ride.