The Segway, The Segway owner and me
If you follow me on twitter (@greenwooddavis) you probably know more about me than you should.
Among the bits of useless trivia that you may have in your Greenwood Davis arsenal? About 6 months ago I fell off a segway.
Yup. That was me.
I had been on a press trip and after a short period of instruction and a long, fun weekend that included late nights, great wine and fantastic company I jumped at the chance to do a Segway tour.
How hard could it be?
The answer: Hard enough.
Riding a Segway requires you to have some hip dexterity and a good sense of balance. I have little of the first and less of the second.
It ended with a horrific bang, a broken shoulder, rehab stints that continue to this day and laughter that could be heard around the twitterverse.
“Who..” people asked between guffaws and belly shakes, “falls off a Segway?!!?”
I plead my case and told them that it was tricky, that I was going at 12 miles an hour, around a curve!
The laughter only got louder. And then people sent the pictures of George Bush (Jr. and Sr.) taking Segway spills.
I was as co-ordinated as the USA’s most bumbling Presidents. It was sad and depressing and I was determined to get back on the horse one day and restore my self-respect.
Today the owner of the firm that owns Segway died in a Segway crash.
Told you so.