In Cabo we were riding quadrunners in the sand by the beach. We got to an area where the sand was a trail and hard pack surrounded it. I got to a split in the trail and one wheel hit the hard pack in the middle. It flipped the quad-runner and it rolled on top of me.
There it sat, wheels spinning, upside down, with me under it. My brother is panicking. Then I pushed with both arms and legs and it flipped off me and landed on its side. I jumped up and said, “I’m ok” while hopping around.
I did get a minor burn on one calf from the exhaust.
Fortunately I’ve never needed to test the medical facilities in Mexico.
First quad riding experience. Doing about 20 mph through the NJ pine barrens, came upon a large puddle about 6 feet in diameter.
When the front wheels hit the water the quad stopped. I did not. I flew like superman, literally parallel to the ground, completely cleared the puddle and slid to a stop on my chest, arms still stretched out in front of me.
If it hadn’t been a sandy trail I might have been hurt.