I get up. Dazed, with bark off. Bike laying on side. Canadians apologising. Ripped shorts. People looking: Are you OK? Am I OK? Steph crying. Sorry, she says, sorry. Bike broken- 2 footpegs.
MAN appears on bike. Knows mechanic. Follow, he says. Pick up bike. Follow MAN. Steph nervous. Still crying.
MAN talks to mechanic. Mechanic cannot help. Follow MAN further. Mechanic cannot help. MAN apologises. Suggests we get part. Offers use of tools. Gives directions. Disappears.
Steph still crying. Fog beginning to clear. Need to get home and shower, reassess, recuperate....
TO BE CONTINUED....
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