I'm nursing a very sore and battered body tonight. A little quiet joyride this afternoon ended in a big "off". Can't explain what went wrong. I was probably only doing 30 clicks following a couple of slow-moving vans down hill. I just touched the front brake so that I could keep a safe distance from them and the front wheel just tucked under. The bike skidded quite a few metres with my left leg trapped under it. When it came to rest I couldn't lift it up, my shoulder was so sore, so a friendly passing motorist helped me and I bump-started it and rode it home. Quite how I got the 20-odd k's from there to here I really don't know. The bike is very battered on the left-hand side and, once I'd got out of my riding gear, I realised that I was more injured than I first thought. My lovely daughter called my wife and took me to Casualty where I underwent the gamut of tests, X-rays, evaluation of the neck and vertebra, etc. The good news is that there isn't anything broken, but I've banged up my ribs and left shoulder and moving even the smallest amount is hugely painful. The doc says that it will feel worse tomorrow (thanks). My helmet is trashed (5 years old so due for replacement anyway): my Joe Rocket jacket is also finished. My Draggins are badly scuffed but can probably be rescued and my new Falco boots are scuffed but re-useable and did their job, as did all the rest of my gear. A moderately long recuperation they reckon and a fight with the insurance company to prevent them from writing BBII off, I expect. ATGATT is the message yet again. Too sore to take any pictures, I may do that tomorrow. BUGGER!!!