I was one of the few marshals going round a mountain bike course on my XT250 Yam feeling quite important and thoroughly enjoying myself,checking for prone bodies lying in the undergrowth etc,when on one of my tours of the course i had to let a couple of riders go by so i stopped and went to put my foot down without looking,to my horror,the ground was a lot further than i realised,i had stopped by a ditch and the next thing i knew was looking up to the sky with the bike on top of me pinning me down and utterly helpless till a few spectators came by and lifted the bike off of me,I,m glad to say i had a full face helmet on so they couldnt see how red i was with all the effort i had put into trying to get the bloody bike off me let alone the embarrassment.Needless to say,after that i made sure i stopped well away from any ditches
Shuzbutt,old geezer