Sonora (again)

It’s a beautiful day at the x-bar ranch near Sonora Texas, and I seem to be flying through the air. No really, that’s not a poetic biking metaphor, I’m actually airborne. A moment ago, me and my bike were working on improving our position, after a fairly respectable start. Now my bike is in a tree somewhere behind me and I am presented with the curious dilemma of selecting between pointing rocks and ponty-er cactus (in the end I choose to split the difference).

Yup, this is going to hurt.