As mentioned in my Harley Davidson Tablescape Thursday post of a couple weeks ago, Mr. Delight and I had headed out on our motorcycle for a road trip to Sturgis, South Dakota. Prior to going south, we rode across the prairies and visited a number of small towns where I used to live in Saskatchewan. We were having such a wonderful time and loving every minute of it. We live in the mountains here in B.C. and the prairies offered such a different landscape than what we are used to.
We took a wrong turn and ended up on a secondary dirt road on our way to Kipling, Saskatchewan, the little town where I was born. Mr. Delight has handled a lot of dirt/gravel roads in the 26 years we have been motorcycling but we came upon 4 inches of pea gravel with no warning and he lost control of the bike. Suffice it to say that instead of taking a picture of the hospital where I was born, we ended up being patients there. Mr. Delight suffered a fractured clavicle and I sustained some fractured ribs along with bumps and bruises. It could have been much worse and thanks be to God that it wasn't. All of the "prairie people" were so helpful and went out of their way to care for us and make sure our bike got shipped back to B.C. for repairs. We are at home mending now but already planning to make it to Sturgis next year!