Richie, a big (and grownup) admission that you got scared after the third fall, let alone getting tired lifting the bike. I guess it shows that riding some of this stuff is better with two of you. That being said, I ruptured my Achilles in a petrol station in a very flat and civilised Holland. I was lucky in that it was my right leg, which meant I could just about ride the very heavy 1600 back to the ferry and then home. I was also very lucky to press two locals into picking the bike up for me, as it definitely cannot be done, standing on one leg. Likewise, had it of been my left leg I’d ruptured, I could not have got onto the bike, let alone ride it.
Riding on your own is fine, until it ain’t. It’s worth remembering sometimes.
All that aside, thank you for a great trip report. Much appreciated.