The ride was a 3 amigos gray beard affair, punctuated by one taking of the Lords name. We were ripping along a leaf strewn, wet, rocky, muddy, rooty, side hill when I heard the guy behind me offend our Lord. His front tire had wandered out to the lip of the trail which totally gave way. He disengaged his feet and pushed off his handlebar leaving him standing in the trail with his bike tumbling down-slope.
Two riders kept going.