Originally Posted by pdlamb

We've got one corner a few miles up the road where the small gravel/dirt/sand washes out in the road. When the local century went that way, they warned everyone at the start, warned everyone with painted notes on the road approaching the corner, and somebody fell there every year. I figuratively tiptoe around the corner every time I ride up there, slow way down, approach it wide, stay nearly vertical. Darn shame, because it's at the bottom of one nice hill and the start of a hill going up the road you're trying to turn onto and climb up.