ok, I fell once. Not truly a fall -- I hesitated at a crossing because cars in one direction stopped but I wasn't sure about the other side. In hesitating I lost my footing and fell off one side, but in a very controlled (if inelegant way). Landed softly, though even that wasn't entirely injury free; bruised knees and inner thigh. Oh well. What kind of cycling trip would it be if I escaped unscathed?
Nick's only victory mark is a very sore butt. Badge of honor, I'd say. He may not agree, but he's still asleep so I'll have to wait to ask him.
Aside from those and Pam's bee sting, I'd say we're doing pretty well.