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  1. It’s nothing big just my chain snapped. Fixed. But after 3 miles chain snapped again. Didnt got another pin so I used smal piece of nail(?) I found on the way back home.

  2. My most intensive field repair was a broken chain in the backcountry after losing my quick link. Trying for over a half hour to replace the pin was not going well until it finally lined up and I was able to ride out.

  3. I was out riding with a friend, and something starting making noise, I looked down and saw my chainstay protector had come loose. My friend had a ziptie so we could fix it. As you probably can tell, I don’t have much time in my saddle on my mtb, yet.

  4. Most gnarly crash was when I went off a jump I had no business going over and handing squarely on my head, fracturing 2 vertebrae. Not recommended 🙂

  5. Not too many rad repairs in the field, but I once crashed descending some wooden steps and thought I dislocated my shoulder. Couldn’t lift my arm up more than 90 degrees for like a week.

  6. Just past mile two in the bike leg of the Black Diamond XTERRA I went off a drop and came to a screeching halt after snapping my rear triangle. Nothing to do except run the remaining 11 or so miles and then continue running the run leg. I didn’t make the podium.

  7. While bombing downhill.on a decidedly NON-mountain mountain bike I had forcibly converted into one (namely a 1987 Trek Antelope 800!) I snapped my seatpost.

    Having some duct tape stashed in my seat bag, I taped my saddle to my frame. Which would have been fine, except while stopping to chow some high holder blueberries, I ran into- literally, like, walked into tje side of a bear!

    Bear didn’t care, we paniced. I don’t know if you’ve ever tried to book it while sitting on your top tube, but I can tell ya, it ain’t easy!

    Anyway, bear kept eatin’ berries. I lost 11 lbs in sweat.

    True story.

  8. I haven’t been biking long enough yet for a gnarly story of my own. 🙂

  9. I had a seatpost bolt break… and first tried to find a replacement at a thrift store where a language barrier eventually sent me to Home Depot.. seatless.

  10. Going too fast downhill on a trail and missed a corner. The corner was going around a small ditch. Front wheel it the far side of ditch and instantly stopped the bike and over the front I go onto my head. No broken bones but had a puncture wound on my calf and road rash on my face.

  11. Mike balestra se

    was going down hill on a switchback and did an endo. I was so close to going over the edge. My bike slammed down in some boulders and hung up. This also broke my rear dérailleur. I had to walk 3.5 miles

  12. Srt Comcast

    First-ever ride weekend away from home – Pinch-flat @ Santos in Central Florida about 3 minutes in to the trail. Rode like a baby for the whole weekend w/o another spare tube.

  13. Chase wesley

    Riding Colorado trail I was cresting BlackHawk pass and was exhausted and just after cresting about to take decent the lack of oxygen in my brain I slipped and crashed. Wound up sliding down the pass about 100 feet, foot ended up in the spokes of wheel. Spent some time getting foot out and then had to remove buckle of my shoe off to get my shoe out of wheel. After hiking back up the pass I had to do a trail side wheel true.

  14. Snapped a rear derailleur cable – had to collect different sized rocks to wedge into the derailleur for the three gears I could access that way…caveman mountain biking!

  15. switch to single speed after breaking derailuer

  16. New brake pads + freshly bled Avid Elixir9 = Full on yard sale while approaching a log crossing and trying to scrub speed. Took 5 minutes for my buddy behind be to stop laughing long enough to help me untangle myself from the bike and weeds… I subsequently switched back to my XT hydros after that.

  17. Hit a hole while drinking some water…fracture my hip.

  18. Robert Patry

    I need that, my stuff is old!!!

  19. In 2014 during the Kiwi Brevet on the steepest section of tarmac in the country my left pedal sheared off. The group I was with were about halfway through the 1100km course in 2nd place. I stopped at the cafe at the top of Arthurs Pass and managed to borrow a toe-strap pedal from a guy that worked there when he returned from a hike he was doing. I was so motivated that by the end of the day I had caught the other guys I was riding with when they stopped at the pub at about 9pm for dinner. The next day as we rode through the Wharfdale track I tore my derailer off and twisted my chain. I cut out the bad chain and was lucky my Karate Monkey had horizontal drop-outs so was single-speeding for the next 350kms. It wasn’t that bad, and I was surprised to only finish an hour behind my buddies after I got a bit lost and had a puncture. I do recommend trying single-speeding .

  20. Not all that intense but my best MacGyver was swapping out a bottle cage bolt and collar for a broken pulley wheel. Chain pert near wore through both when all was said and done but it got me to the finish!

  21. Went over the handle bars after the trail turned to uneven ruts that I approached WAY too fast. Scrapped up right knee, deep left thigh damage that took a month to get better, and my left rotator cuff is still ef’d-up. All this at 55 + years of age, but I still ride, just not like a 20-year-old. I sure wish I could heal quickly like a 20-year-old… Only had to fix a lot of flats in the field. Damn goatheads.

  22. TDR 2010 – Southbound a few miles after Hopwell Lake CG – go screaming down the dirt road in full aero tuck mode on the backside of a climb, and see a few cows in the middle of the road and yell to spook them but they react slowly. When they do react they bolt not to the side, but directly down the road trying to outrun me. They don’t and I hit both breaks and lock up both wheels while somehow unclipping one foot and trying to heel-brake in the dirt at the same time. I end up ramming into the ass-end of a juvenile cow, which twists my front wheel to the side and sends me sprawling on the dirt road. Yes, it is possible to run into a cow on a mountain bike.

  23. Hey Neil! So my craziest field mountain bike fix… Must be when I went for a gravel ride from Lawrence, KS to Baldwin City, KS. I was on a road with very few farms and pretty damn steep/hilly (no mountains, just hills haha) about 3 miles away from my turnaround point, Baldwin City. My chain snapped so I dismounted and just stared at it. I had no multitool (idiot) and no clue on how to fix it. So i hike-a-biked for about an hour into town and met this lady walking her dog who drove me to some hippy dude’s house who claimed to be a “bike expert”. I asked if he had a quick link laying around, he said yes, then i proceeded to sit back and watch an old hippy man fix my bike in the middle of nowhere. He told me it was the “wrong kind of quick link” and said he had a chain for $20. I agreed to it mindlessly and i was all fixed up in about 15 minutes. One mile later i was tired of my gears skipping so i pulled off the road to try and dial them in, then i realized he put an 8 speed chain on haha! So i rode back there, put the quick link on myself (which was fine), and pedaled my way home 4 hours behind schedule :/ Fun trip though.

    Worst crash: I was recently riding the trails in Soquel Demo Forest near Santa Cruz. We got to the top, hopped on Ridge Trail, and were wooping and hollering! I had never been there and thought a log ride was just an up and over type deal.. which it wasn’t. There was about a 3 foot drop at the end and i wasn’t going too fast, I’m not good at manuals or drops yet so i ended up planting my front wheel into the trail and going over the handlebars landing on my shoulder/head. My head is fine but i have an injured AC (shoulder) joint. Torn AC ligament and sprained CC ligament. Pretty much sit back and not mountain bike for a month or more :/ Anyways, I know I type alot. sorry. lol

  24. John carman

    Broke a rack on the heaphy track and had to us zip ties and twigs to fix, worked sorta!

  25. Andy Cotton

    3 miles into a ride and pringled (bent) the wheel. Using a near by stone as a vulcrum and a longish branch, I was able to straighten most of the wheel allowing me to finish the 30 miles back to the car.

  26. Not so much intense, but emotionally draining…
    Day-1 / Coco 250 / Ironically, for my first every turning of the pedals in AZ, it snowed and rained heavy the day before the start. Thirty minutes into the event – AZ has a lot of Southwest desert terrain and is relatively dry, right? – my wheels are clogged with mud and refuse to roll. Stop, scrape, roll 100 yards, cuss, repeat. Lucky to have not snapped off my RD. An hour of that and then thankfully out of mud and onto nice Sedona sand. Six hours later, I’m riding a stretch of double-track that is just totally infested with goatheads. After getting thru the worst of it, I stop to pull out probably 30 goatheads from the front tire and over 20 on the rear. Nothing like the stress of not knowing if your tires have enough sealant to quit the cycle of weeping and needing to be pumped every few minutes…

  27. Tracy Seelhammer

    It seems like so long ago, but I had just purchased my new Trek Mountain Track 870 (it’s 1988, so don’t giggle, I’m still riding it!), and not knowing anything about MTB, I decided to create my own route down a hill. All without looking at the route first. And starting at the top.
    Luckily, I had a helmet. There was a 5 foot or so drop off just past a log (the log created a washout), so when I hopped the log, I landed 5 feet farther down than I expected. On the front tire – and over I went!

  28. Nothing yet, but I’m planning on my first major trek this summer!

  29. theresa J

    My husband had the worse crash when he flipped over his handlebars and broke his collar bone

  30. william fisher

    My most intensive field repair was after a root put my rd into my rear spokes. The hanger was bent, the bolts that hold the cage together were stripped out and screws & jockey wheels & spacers went flying. The chain broke on 2 separate links. Luckily I found all but 1 jockey wheels spacer, and managed to get the screws to hold the rd cage together by putting a piece of a plastic bag over the threads before running them in. I got the rd hanger straight enough, put my chain back together and only lost my the use of my biggest cog. It was an awesome scavenger hunt!

  31. Patrick Myall

    Hi Neil, I hope you’re feeling good 5 days into the TD. I’ll share a pretty good bike crash. Jimmy Faust & I were doing an Aspen lunch ride from CB back in 1989. Taylor over, Pearl back. I’m rocking my Bridgestone MB-1, with a brand new Joe Murray Maximum? 2.2 front tire, fattest tire made in that era, and I have those stupid light pink latex tubes they sold back in the day. I’m chasing Jimmy down Express Creek fire road off of Taylor pass, we’re making great time, might even make it to Aspen for breakfast after our super early start. We’re flying! almost down to Ashcroft, and just as I went into this big compression I see in my lower peripheral vision, a small pink “aneurysm” of my front tube pop out between the bead of the tire & rim. Not good. The latex “aneurysm” hits the fork, instant front blow out, front end instantly crosses up, managing to pin my right leg/knee against the top tube, as I auger/endo in face/chest first into the uphill side of Express Creek Rd. I start to black out, but not quite. As I’m laying fighting off the nausea, I’m thinking I still have to get to Aspen AND ride back home over Pearl. Long story short, Jimmy & I finished the ride, but my right knee took the rest of the summer to feel right. I’m glad bikes have gotten so much better, but I kind of wish I still had that MB-1. I sold it to Pat O’Neill that following summer. cheers

  32. My story is both:

    In 2014, I crashed in Colorado. There was a wind event across the Eastern plains in late October, and every tumbleweed got ripped up at the same time. They stacked against houses in huge piles up to the roof.

    I was eating up a tailwind like chocolate pudding, and dodging the thorny bastards as best I could. They’d blow across the road in drifts, so I’m tapping my brakes but generally keeping a 35mph pace (no kidding!) down out of Colorado Springs. About 30 miles into the 96-mile “No Services” stretch, I dodged a tumbler and hit a pothole the size of a bathtub, and SLAMMED.

    I hit the ground going about 30mph. My helmet had a dent in it, my front wheel was taco’d, and my body was shredded. I was missing a bunch of skin on my thigh, hip, torso, hands, and elbow. Blood everywhere!

    I got up quick and got the bike out of the road. My framebags made it, and my bike shorts (somehow), but my wind jacket and jersey were bloody swiss cheese. A car stopped and told us it was 3 miles to a cafe and church down the road.

    My bike buddy Mike and I hobbled the bikes to the cafe (my front wheel made things very wobbly) and I went into this tiny restroom to scrub sand out of my wounds. That sucked. The farmers thought the guy covered in blood and lycra was pretty odd.

    Mike trued the front wheel as best he could, but it was still awful. But, we couldn’t just sit in this cafe with no cell service. So, I bandaged myself up as best I could and we rode 90 miles to La Junta, which has an amtrak station. The bike made it without more spokes popping, and so did I!

    Great trip!

  33. How MacGyver would be proud,
    I was riding with my son and nephew in Fort Ord , Ca. We rode about 5 miles in a canyon, when i heard a loud pop come out of my nephews bike. This was his first ride on a mountain bike and not prepared for this. He did not have a tube and we did not have the type of tube needed. People asked if we needed help but nobody could help at the time because the wheel was for presta and all everyone had was a schrader. We had someone tell us if he had one he would not give it to anyone being so far from the parking. My son said there is no way we are walking out. I did forget to tell you guys the the hole on the tube was a 3″ x 1″ gash. Dumping all our backpacks I brain stormed. With two zip ties and glue i was able to zip tie the area between the gash with glue inside, and able to hold air. Then I put the tube back on the rim take my shirt to fill the area with no air, and ride the bike back to the parking lot. And it was a great ride

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