So after the fun of taking Mel out on her initial mountain bike ride, she decided to call it a day after one lap (took us a little over an hour). I decided I would go back for a second round and this time try the more difficult paths we skipped. I was having a blast until I cam upon this guy:

This is looking back at the section where I crashed and had a near miss.

What the problem was two fold, the decent and then the bridge's entrance was slightly twisted.

Here is a picture of the decent to the bridge:

As you can see, the path down had a lot of roots, so I had to slow my speed quite a bit going down.

and that lead right into this part where I crashed:

The bike is pretty much exactly where I went down, and I ended up in a pretzel formation with my legs (one pinned under the frame, the other had ended up under the rear wheel. The bridge was slanted to the right so I had to hold on to prevent myself from falling off while I untangled myself.

As you can see, I didn't have much room (sorry for the blurry pic).

The bridge was about three feet of the ground, so I'm glad I didn't end up further along the bridge before I crashed:

 

Not the worst thing in the world, but I'd rather not fall head first off the bridge if I could avoid it. 

 

So a dash of danger in the ride made it all the more memorable, but I'll promise you one thing. I'll beat that bridge one of these days.