Near Miss

The scariest moment to date was as i was headed to Hugo. A truck was passing me and i turn to see how much space there was. As i turned my head back i hit a block of wood in the road. It jarred me so hard that my hand slipped from the handle bars and both of my feet unclipped from the pedals. So i was riding the bicycle like a bull in a rodeo. The bicycle was listing to the left and the wheels were just entering the dirt off the road. At this point images of scraping across the asphalt ran through my head. Some how i managed to pull it off, get the bicycle righted, and back on the road. It a good thing nothing like this happened earlier in the trip because I'm sure i would not have had the balance to make it safely through this.