late evening ride with my pop last night (lets call it a bimble - i love that word. dont know its actual definition but it certainly feels right for this kind of ride.
anyway, bimbling along in the setting sun just getting use to the idea of not having any gears when all of a sudden a badger runs out of a field and straight out in front of me. i slammed on the anchors and started to endo (first ride on new brakes). luckily it vanished as quickly as it appeared and i neither hit it nor went over my bars.
it scarred the living bejesus out of me.
my mrs was gutted too - she was supposed to ride with us but decided against it at the last minute and she is desperate to see a badger in the wild.
anybody else have any bike related wildlife stories?
anyway, bimbling along in the setting sun just getting use to the idea of not having any gears when all of a sudden a badger runs out of a field and straight out in front of me. i slammed on the anchors and started to endo (first ride on new brakes). luckily it vanished as quickly as it appeared and i neither hit it nor went over my bars.
it scarred the living bejesus out of me.
my mrs was gutted too - she was supposed to ride with us but decided against it at the last minute and she is desperate to see a badger in the wild.
anybody else have any bike related wildlife stories?