Redwoods Mountain Biking

On the first day of camp, before we got to Lake Whakamaru, we went mountain biking in the Redwoods. We went on the Tahi and Creek tracks. In the middle of the Creek track, I saw everybody go downhill, so I stopped. I knew that I couldn't survive such a steep hill without crashing. Mrs Pink came up behind me and I said "I'm going to walk my bike down this hill, it's too steep not to" " It's just like the other one" she replied. "OK, if you say so" was my reaction. Going against my own decision, I started down the hill. It was just like the movies, you bike down a hill, then as soon as find something is wrong with the hill, like a few stones in your path, you slam down on your brakes , flip over your handle-bars and smash head-first into an oncoming tree. All you hear, is your heart beating, and your mind is screaming with pain. When reality hits you, you realise that your leg is stuck in between your spokes, your chain has fallen off, and your handle-bars are completely twisted. But most of all, you realise that you are at the the edge of a hill, and you can't get up to move away from it. Mrs Pink came up and lifted my leg out of the spokes and fixed my bike completely. How should I know that she was such a mechanic!?

I think I now have a fear of hills, and mountain biking!!