I was out a couple weeks ago in my local canyons (read: racetrack... riding too fast and doing generally stupid things I should be mature enough not to do). Coming out of a turn going up one of my favorite hillclimbs, I was looking ahead and on the throttle when I realized one of the familiar potholes in front of me had recently annexed some adjacent land. In my defense, I knew the pothole was there. That's part of the fun of this particular hillclimb, is that it takes a bit of skill to find the line that gets you up the hill in one piece. Well, it was my own fault. Just about the time I realized this pothole had aspirations of becoming its own canyon it was too late. Broke the front wheel (almost in two) and put a good dinger in the rear. Fresh Diablo Rossos too. What a pity. Kept the bike safe though and I didn't go off into the trees or down the mountain.