My hit and run on Mabury Road

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Location of my hit and run today around 2 p.m. Heading west on Mabury Road (Google Maps photo).

Hit and run accidents expose the coward in all of us. I was taught that if you make a mistake, own up to it.

I’m just happy to be alive these days, especially after my own hit and run accident around 2 p.m. at the intersection of Mabury Road and King Road in San Jose.

I don’t remember much, just a car speeding away as I lay on the pavement trying to gather my senses. A concerned citizen advised that I stay down.

It was good advice. I didn’t know what could be wrong, and I hit my head. I’ve trashed three helmets now.

After a few minutes, I got up and felt well enough to talk to the 911 operator. “No ambulance!”

The police arrived, as did the fire department. I had road rash on my left elbow and left leg. Long-sleeve jersey and tights trashed. I must have hit well, because nothing is broken, although I’m sore.

My bike looks like it’s OK, scuffed up brake levers and brake pedal. The firefighter advised that I not ride home, and he’s right. I rode a mile to a location where I could easily get a ride.

I had a smartphone that survived, so I could call, and I had an old driver’s license on me. They’re useful for carrying on your bike, especially since all the information is current for me.

Today I was going to complain about people who trash Mount Hamilton. I alerted the county about the illegal dumping. I guess “trash” is the operative word for my day.

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What’s wrong with our world when people see fit to trash beautiful Mt. Hamilton?