So Carl, my buddy, is getting married in a week.
Last week he had his Bachelor Party.
Not the sort of debauch you’d be worried about. It was a cabin weekend and mountain bike ride in the hills an hour or so east of Chattanooga.
Carl hit a ‘stob’. If you’re not from ’round here, you may not know what a stob is, but if you hit one, you know it.
Carl hit one. Hope his head heals up before the wedding, or we’re all in trouble.
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…I take it a stob is a low lying branch. Or possibly a wall? Any clues?
Photo of a stob, please.
Looks like a branch or a rock…. meeting face with one.
I don’t yet have a photo of a stob. A stob is a broken off or sawn off small tree. You hit one with a tire once, and you start paying attention to where the damn things are. Imagine a three inch tall rock with roots- a very small immoveable object.
Aaaaaaah. When I was 10, I was riding my “BMX” style bike (‘cept it had handlebar brakes). It was probably a 20″ wheel or smaller.
Anyway, I was rollin’ down a nice hill, and turned right to go into the park at the bottom of the hill. I knew there were 6″ round wood posts, but I remembered the small wire that goes through the posts, and stops large vehicles, had been broken down. Apparently, they had chosen THAT previous week, to fix it.
So I race down, my tire gets caught, my rear wheel goes up 90 degrees, and I do this nice, little dive, like you would off a diving board, except … I land 10 feet from my bike, and slide another 5 feet.
Some guys from a local “Softball League” watch it all. They’re bent over, laughing, and one guy quips “I wish I had a camcorder. I’d give you the tape, so you could send it into ‘AFV’.”