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Reflections from my past: My big bicycle wreck Any kid from the the 1900s who ever wreck a bike on Jamestown Hill can emphathize with Chris Murphy's experience going over the big Charlie Morrison Hill, below Chance, KY The next earlier Chris Murphy Story: Reflections from my Past: My First Driving Experience. Posted August 23, 2013 By Chris Murphy As children growing up one thing our parents try to do is protect us from the dangers of the world. It has gotten to the point though that we are afraid to let our children do anything at all for the fear that something may happen to them. They are put on drugs for ADHD if they are too active in school. Even riding a bicycle they need proper shoes, knee pads, elbow pads, and a helmet. We put as much padding and protection on our children as we can, often going to extremes. (Half joking >>>>>>>>>>) I grew up in a generation where we didn't get hurt as bad as parents are afraid their children will be hurt today. In my day we could take the spills and bumps and get back up and brush ourselves off and keep going. We didn't have need for all of the over protection kids need now days. evidently our parents didn't think we could break as easily as we think children do now days. (end of half joking) I remember one day in particular I was old enough to ride my bicycle from my house to my cousins house and back. Half of the fun of riding my bicycle back home was the down hill run. I would work really hard pedaling to the top of the hill or if it was too steep I would get off my bike and push it to the top but it was all worth it because on really big hills I could coast down and feel the breeze blowing cooling me down ad could get up enough speed to be fun. For most of my childhood I lived at the foot of Charlie Morrison road located in Chance. One of my favorite things to do was to ride my bike to my cousin's house. stay all night and ride back the next day or so later. I would start at the top of the hill and pedal as fast as I could to get started or sometimes I would just coast off over the hill and enjoy the free ride all the way to the driveway that my house was located on near the bottom of the hill. If I got enough speed up I could coast all the way from the top of the hill, make the turn at the end of the driveway and up another smaller hill and wouldn't have to pedal at all and coast almost the whole way down the drive to the house which if I remember correctly was .4 miles. Woo wee, talk about feeling free as a bird and invincible! Nothing could stop me, the wind blowing on my face cooling me down after the long hot ride from my cousins house up and down a series of short hills. I always looked forward to the payoff riding over "the big hill". One such day I had been staying at my cousin's house my dad decided to bring me home in his car and haul my bike was in the trunk. It was probably crowded in the back seat with all of us kids piled up in the back. And most likely one of my siblings was getting on my nerves. Which is probably why I asked my dad if he would let me ride off over the hill to the house. He first told me no but after sufficient whining and crying on my part I finally got my way and he stopped the car and let me ride off over the hill. I told him to go on I would be okay. This was nothing new to me I had ridden off over this hill several times on my bike in just this way. I begin my descent down the hill and make the first turn picking up speed and my dad had gone around the curve and had just about stopped, to my surprise. At this point I see nothing but brake lights and I am coming upon them really fast so I started shouting to the top of my lungs and waving one of my hands Saying, GO ON! GO ON! He took off over the hill and turned onto the drive and stopped at the top of the next little hill, but I had no knowledge of this. His concern was that I may not make the turn as fast as I was going because there was a deep gully with very large culvert that if I missed that turn I would end up in the gully. Part of the gravel had washed out and left the culvert exposed. When I came down the hill and made the turn I couldn't begin to say how fast I was traveling but I tried to steer my bike between his car and the fencepost so I could pass him because I didn't have any time to stop or slow down. In the process of maneuvering my bike to ride up beside him I hit the loose gravel where it had washed out then the culvert. My bike flipped up. I went over the handle bars and landed halfway down the gully. I was hanging on for dear life with my fingers digging into the dirt to keep from dropping off the rest of the way into the gully. Where some jagged rocks were laying. I clawed my way to the top and got my bike up handlebars twisted. Later my family told me that I looked like one of those "Bug Man" bug shield decorations people used to put on their cars a several years ago. They said all they could see was my hands and the top of my head from my nose and up sticking up out of the gully. They started teasing me about being a poor stunt man. (joking>>>>>>>) See what kind of spill I took and nothing is wrong with me, wroong with meeeee withtth me me me me em em em me m m m e. Sldkrjfdsosfa. Lol. We don't need helmets for riding bicycles. psshhhh!! Lol. - Chris Murphy This story was posted on 2013-09-15 09:16:14
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