Well as our desert season winds down this was probably going to be one of the last trips out to the dunes for us before switching gears and hitting the river. Like usual I was jonesing to get out and have some fun with family and friends. Got up early and went for a family run in the low dunes, I was on my bike and my wife, son and niece were in the Teryx. I thought to myself "that was a great warm up" as we got back to camp. After everyone geared up we lined up to head out for a run thru the dunes, we ran a few sets and got separated so we stopped to regroup. We could see where the others were so we waited, when they didn't come our way we said, "lets just go over where they are" We started off Brian (Blabel) his uncle Bill and myself. We headed off and I thought to myself "why are we going this way when they are over there (to my right) I took my eye off the dunes in front of me for a spit second (which I never do and I know is a NO.....NO) before I realized it as I shifted gears I was airborn....
The dune ended and was straight down, I tried to get away from the bike because I knew it was going to be a bad crash.......it was too late. I fell nose first about 12 to 15 feet and crashed hard, my initial reaction was "man I just ate S*&T" Then the body did the natural survival thing. I assessed my body...broken bones....no everything moving like normal. But man does my face hurt like hell, as I was taking notes on how I was doing I noticed some blood dripping down. I'm like WTF where is that coming from, I peel off my helmet and feel around my face, check my gloves and see a ton of blood. I whip my goggles around so I can see my reflection and low and behold I have a cut on my chin. Now I'm like crap that sucks, but why is my face so numb? Feel around in my mouth with my tongue....no blood or missing teeth...cool! But why is my face so numb and why is there so much blood coming out? By this time everyone has rallied and has now found where I crashed. Brian says you alright? As I look up and say not sure, I think so but I have a cut on my chin. He looks at me and says "yea looks like you might need some stitches" I'm like ok get me back to camp...as we ride blood is running all down my chest protector my shirt, my face....I'm thinking 10 stitches? I'm bleeding all over the place, get to camp look at my face and realize I need more than 10, I need to get to the hospital to close up my face big time. Brian was just being nice, he knew enough to just get me back so they could find my wife so she could get my ass to ER. I had a 3" gaping cut anywhere from 1/4 to 1/2 deep on my chin and up my face. My bottom lip was numb and still is, I severed some nerves in the process (I was told they would repair themselves) No broken jaw and no missing chicklets, just a nasty battle scar for being careless. I know it could have been way worse and I thank my lucky stars I didn't do some real damage. The group knew I was jacked up and they kept it low key to get me back to camp so I wouldn't freak out.
32 stitches and 6 hours later I was back in camp, face swollen and pretty sore.
First and second picture is of the open wound, 2nd is right after stitching me up and the last one is today after cleaning it up.