Then, I went for a nice flight into the woods. My buddies took good care of me. Called my wife and the ambulance.
It has been a pretty bad couple of months since then. Two more weeks and I can start putting weight on it again. I've been on crutches ever since. (it will have been three months) I now have a metal plate that goes from my ankle to just below my knee.
This was a right turn. I'm damned lucky there was not an oncoming vehicle, or it would have been lights-out for me.
We haven't had kids yet, so I think I'll hang up my gloves, fix and sell the bikes, and maybe consider a Miata some day when we can afford it. I left the door open to resume riding when our kids are grown.
Have fun everyone, and try to keep the rubber side down. It seems to be more fun that way. ;)