The day started well; very cold but turned out to be a sunny day. Camping in the deserted Pollock Creek camp ground was a bit surreal especially when I found a loo with a view.
Once over the top of the pass we started to pick up speed, which as it turned out, was a mistake. I had an argument with a large rock and lost, I believe this involved flying off the bike which then landed on me. Bernie was able to try out the first aid he had learnt at our ‘Far From Help’ course given by Wilderness Medical and having decided that I did indeed have concussion pushed the emergency button on our Delorme “In Reach” which summoned a helicopter. This arrived pdq.
Bernie and the paramedic Trevor Fairweather had to stay behind as there was no room in the helicopter, so they spent time hiding the bikes, which Trevor later kindly drove out for 2 hours eachway to collect and put in his garage. Thank you Trevor. Also thank you to the pilot Taylor as it was difficult flying conditions in the strong winds.
I was taken to the hospital in Fernie where Dr. Virginia Robinson did a great job fixing my broken thumb. I was then sent in an ambulance for an hour to Cranbrook Hospital where they had a CT scanner as they were worried about my concussion. All OK. I would also like to thank the nice police lady who gave us a lift to a nearby hotel at midnight, sorry for throwing up in your car.
Thank goodness for medical insurance. We now have to go, on Tuesday, back to Calgary, where we started, to visit a plastic surgeon to have my thumb put in a cast as it keeps sliding out.
The rest of me is generally OK apart from 6 stitches in my arm, although the side of my hip and the back of my shoulder look like raw steak from the bruising.