Today was our final training ride. Instead of venturing into the back country we drove headlong into the Three Rivers Arts Festival. We started under the 31st Street Bridge, followed the route along the river and then made our way through shortcuts to end at the Irish restaurant near REI on the Southside.
Forgotten tennis shoes and bike helmet, misunderstood directions, a chain falling off, riding through a sea of people made it a really interesting day. That's okay, the view on the bike path that goes from Washington's Landing to PNC park is worth the ride.
And, finally, a lesson in being at the right place at the right time with a first aid kit. Mary and I went up the ramp from the bike path (by mistake) only to see a woman stumble and fall hard to the pavement. Her arm was in a sling from recent surgery so in protecting her arm she took a hard hit to her face and nose.
Blood was pouring from her nose and she was in a lot of distress. Fortunately, Mary and I just purchased first aid supplies to carry on our bikes so we were able to assist until the paramedics arrived.
Funny how things work sometimes. A wrong turn puts you right where you should be at a given moment.
Keep the rubber side (and soles of your shoes) down and don't buy cheap antiseptic wipes. Spend a little more on the good first aid supplies because it can make all the difference when they're really needed.
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