To be honest, I couldn’t really do anything with my wrist in plaster, and I’m not good at doing nothing.
We have a good friend Kevin who lives in Austin, and let’s us stay with him FOC – so rather than mope about at home fretting over what could have been, we jumped on a plane and went to Texas.
The great thing about the internet is no matter where you are in the world, you can always find people who like bikes, and that’s what we did.
Even managed to swing by Colin Edwards’ boot camp where there were lots of Brits on tour.
Met up with bikers in San Antonia, and had a great snoop round Alpha Moto a custom shop on the outskirts.
Then before we knew it, we were back in the UK, back at hospital and time to get my wrist working again.
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