the branch I saved

the tree I saved, originally uploaded by treknpaddle.

At the risk of going into too much detail about why my bike needed first aid of the Shimano flavor and, in the process, making myself sound pretty klutzy, I’ll just leave it at, I went into town to pick up my bike at the shop. It was a glorious day, and I strapped on the camelbak, cranked the tunes, and went for a walk. The bridge into Portland had a big branch in the middle of it, and just up the road, somebody had lost their license plate. How a branch got to the middle of a bridge surrounded by ocean, I’m not certain, but I went out and tried to save it.

The scene was not safe, so I had to move it then check for life threats.
There appeared to be no airway, breathing or pulse, though there was a considerable amount of pine pitch coming out of it.
I should have worn gloves. Well, lesson learned.
The conclusion was that the branch had sustained an injury incompatible with life and therefore CPR was not indicated.

But I tried, dammit.