Well, it wouldn't be a rally unless somebody crashed. About 10 minutes from Lowman we all stopped for an unfortunate soul (Garrett) who's bike got pitched over the guardrail. Someone in front of him panicked and stood on the brakes, so Garrett ended up nicking the gaurdrail and going over. oops. Over the ravine with ye. He flew through a few trees and ate some gravel. Afterwards, he was shook up, but OK. We got him really really hammered on Saturday.
Remember kiddies: wear your leathers.
That's what $4700 worth of damage looks like. You should see the dent in the gas tank. Ouch! Good thing we brought the pickup.
He's planning on having it fixed by next weekend.