Bad luck Jakko, always hurts.
Minor but annoying accidents
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I think it ended worse for the Whale...
How is it going now Jakko, Got to the itchy stage yet?Comment
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This afternoon, I was making my way here, when I saw that a 14-metre whale that had washed ashore (dead) on Saturday, was being removed. So, I though, let’s take a look. That turned out to be not the best idea I’ve had today …
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What happened was that I still had some speed from riding down the seaward side of the dyke, and when I turned my handlebars, my front wheel gave way because of loose grit on the asphalt. This resulted in the ground rapidly making its way towards me, and part of my right hand turning a bright red at the base of my thumb :sad:
After getting up, and a German tourist coming over to help, I decided to go to the Polderhuis museum that’s a few minutes away, reasoning that there would be a first-aid kit there. I was in luck, because not only did they have one of those, but there happened to be a beach lifeguard there too, who naturally also has a first-aid diploma. She bandaged up my hand as you can see in the picture.
Hope there is not to much of a serious injury and recovery is swift, Take care. Mike.Comment
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That was already dead: apparently it already blew up (as dead whales often do) near the French–Belgian border, shortly after the Belgians noticed the carcass floating past their shores. Its eventual fate on Monday, BTW, was to be cut into pieces so it could be removed. IIRC they’ll save the skeleton for scientific research, but the rest is all destined for destruction.
Not yet, I took the plaster off this morning and let the wound dry out for a few hours before I put a new one on so I wouldn’t have to be very careful with it.
It’s mostly skin that’s come off, and luckily not even all the way through for about half of it (hand palms, of course, having fairly thick skin). It’s mainly annoying at the moment, due to having to remember to take care with it. If only it hurt more so I would be more careful automatically
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OH Dear Jakkoo sorry to hear you had an accident on your bike so you cut your hand when makin contact with mother earth is it deep ? as i had two accidents in the last fortnight first was slashin my left thumb open with the stanley knife an then a day or so later i wanted to make a cornbeef sandwhich an to open the tin it had a metal key that you turn all the way around the tin an very sharp edges as i foun out as i pulled on the bottom of the tin an it wont come off so i pulled harder an yes it came off but the edge of the sharp tin cut right into my right thumb so i had both thumbs in plasters all week an boy was it a job to do anything so we hope your hand heals soon
chrisb an jen
On the bright side.You can keep the key in your pocket and use it to unlock the shopping trolleys at Asda etc. when you haven't got a pound coin.
Jon.Comment
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Ouch that looks nasty jakko ,hope it heals up quickly . Theres a moral to this story , and thats’ let sleeping dogs lie ’ or rather ‘ let rotting cetaceans lie ‘ it could have been more dangerous if you had gotten to see the whale -
NOTE - anyone with a weak stomach or just eating your dinner , dont watch this video :flushed: :smiling5:Comment
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I did smell the whale though — when I was still riding down, slightly before the fall, I thought, “What is that foul smell?” looked around and saw an area cordoned off with a crane inside of it and a lot people around it, so then I remembered the whale … If it hadn’t been for the smell I probably would only have noticed on the way back and likely not fallen …
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It was probably the smell and sight of the whale that caused you to fall off in the first place . I mean it's not the normal thing to expect to see is it .:surprised:
Glad you are recovering in body , your mind seems unaffected , so much reading no doubt .Comment
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It was just a minor accident, no point in sitting around moping, becoming frightened of riding a bike, or any of that stuff
First thing I did was swear loudly at the grit that made me fall, then I got to my feet, checked my hands and thought, “Oh, I’ll go to the museum, bandage it up there.” The funniest bit, really, was the tourist who came over to help: at one point he put his hand on my shoulder as if to say, “Everything will be fine, don’t worry.” I’m sure he meant well but it seemed totally superfluous to me
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