Met HTSRocker for a quick coulpa hours of trail riding. Weather was spot on, not a thing to bitch about. I just put on some new TKCs. I'd come through some deep sand and was feeling good about the situation as a whole. My boots were good and muddy, my KLR was running good, and we were two miles from getting back on the hard road when The sand got me. Somewhere along the way I figured I'd sit down on the seat. Well that was not my best idea ever. Front tire rode up on the side of the rut, and it got hairy from there! After a couple of fishtails, and crossing the center into the other rut I knew I was screwed. As my shoulder was doing a bottom plow impression I heard something break. When I came to a stop I could not breath, but I laid still and counted to 10. Got my air back , and wiggled my toes to make sure I could still. Moved my helmet around a bit and sat up. I knew what was broken right away- I could feel it moving and the two ends rubbing against each other. HTSR called NoleDiver for an extraction cause I was in no shape to ride out. When ND and his SO got there we quickly figured on him riding the KLR out and Ms. NoleDiver driving my sorry hide to the ER (where my wife is a nurse) The X-ray guy said "I'm no Doctor, but your shit is broken" X-ray guy is a friend of Ms. Buzztail, and also rides. I got some kind of "figure 8" thing on right now, and I go to see Tallahassee Ortho Center tomorrow to see what my options are. I can't thank HTSR enough for the ride yesterday morning and him, ND, and Ms. ND for their help after the DOH. I look forward to riding with you guys again ASAP!