Broncoholics
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And dead serious about it.
Today I was involved in a horrific rollover on Pucker Canyon in Stoddard Valley. On the upper drop in, the ass again went over teakettle. Problem with this is that I rolled four or five times down a 100ft ravine. These were violent, hard, high speed rolls. Yet it could have been a lot worse, as the bronco stopped just before going off the 2nd tier. If it had, we would have gone at least another 300ft. Amazingly, myself and Carl Case actually walked away from it with no major injuries. I am here today only because of pure luck, a good cage, and because the guy upstairs must not have wanted to meet me so soon.
This was by far the worst roll I have seen anyone go thru and actually walk away from. The bronco is toast and will be parted out. And, at this point I do not see myself building another rig in the near future. In all honesty, I am suprised that I am actually alive today given the severity of what happened. It amazed me that the cage and rig held up as well as it did too. I just can't see myself wheeling again. My life flashed before my eyes today, and it was unlike anything I experienced in my previous rolls. My family does not need to go thru life without their father/husband. So, at this point, I am calling it quits.
Check the for sale section for everything I am planning on getting rid of.
Added from a buddy's post:
for perspective, the first pic is where the roll started, but it's not scotty..
Then he went over the edge and barrel rolled a few times...
Today I was involved in a horrific rollover on Pucker Canyon in Stoddard Valley. On the upper drop in, the ass again went over teakettle. Problem with this is that I rolled four or five times down a 100ft ravine. These were violent, hard, high speed rolls. Yet it could have been a lot worse, as the bronco stopped just before going off the 2nd tier. If it had, we would have gone at least another 300ft. Amazingly, myself and Carl Case actually walked away from it with no major injuries. I am here today only because of pure luck, a good cage, and because the guy upstairs must not have wanted to meet me so soon.
This was by far the worst roll I have seen anyone go thru and actually walk away from. The bronco is toast and will be parted out. And, at this point I do not see myself building another rig in the near future. In all honesty, I am suprised that I am actually alive today given the severity of what happened. It amazed me that the cage and rig held up as well as it did too. I just can't see myself wheeling again. My life flashed before my eyes today, and it was unlike anything I experienced in my previous rolls. My family does not need to go thru life without their father/husband. So, at this point, I am calling it quits.
Check the for sale section for everything I am planning on getting rid of.
Added from a buddy's post:
for perspective, the first pic is where the roll started, but it's not scotty..
Then he went over the edge and barrel rolled a few times...
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