My buddy told me he was going to die when we were in Manitoba bear hunting four years ago.
to give you some idea, this is after a 2 hour charter north of Winnipeg, then a half hour float plane trip to camp and a half hour boat ride to spike camp.
He was sure he was going to have a heart attack. Well, he got home a week later without dying and went to the doc, ended up in Mayo three days later and was faced with the same choice as you, metal or swine?
He went mechanical for the similar reasoning as you. In two weeks we will be in the wilderness of Vancouver Island bear hunting, not as remote as Winnipeg, but last September we were in the Yukon 100 miles south of the artic circle after a two hour charter an hour drive and two hour float trip. you can't get much more remote and if he had an accident he'd most likely need some special transport and good first aid. At 65 he is every bit as capable as he was at 60 before the transplant and he's lovin' life.
Don't give up your bike, it will only cost you more to replace in a year when you can't stand being without a bike and you'll wish you never let it go.
Good luck and speedy recovery.
