It may not be the official badger patrol at all. I have a Bulgarian parasitologist friend who works on a nasty little thing called Mesocestoides. He carries a tarpaulin in his car and regards every bloated badger as an opportunity. He is a charming fellow, but not much in demand when it comes to getting a lift...
Cycling in the summer is dangerous part 2
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It may not be the official badger patrol at all. I have a Bulgarian parasitologist friend who works on a nasty little thing called Mesocestoides. He carries a tarpaulin in his car and regards every bloated badger as an opportunity. He is a charming fellow, but not much in demand when it comes to getting a lift...
Shut Up Legs
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That's why the wise cyclist never sets out without a wild boar in his saddlebag
the_mikey
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That's why the wise cyclist never sets out without a wild boar in his saddlebag
I've cycled past a dead wild boar in the Cotswolds, never seen a live one though.
glasgowcyclist
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Crankarm
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Jefferson Meriwether
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Ah, the fragrant aroma of decomposing badgers wafting up the nostrils whilst bimbling into work is a rather pleasant way to start the day . The thing I'm not overly keen on is the sight of said badger when it's a few days dead; the body looks so bloated a part of me half expects it to suddenly explode and cover me in muck and gubbins.
. The thing I'm not overly keen on is the sight of said badger when it's a few days dead; the body looks so bloated a part of me half expects it to suddenly explode and cover me in muck and gubbins.
_aD
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Just wait till you spook one that's still alive, kicking and clawing. Then you'll be distracted.
Cyclopathic
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More importantly, was it wearing a helmet?
SatNavSaysStraightOn
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whilst on tour in Greece 2 winters ago we cycled passed a fully bloated dead bull just lying there at the side of the road. It was on its side with 2 of its legs were on the ground, the other 2 were pointing towards the sky! I remember thinking to myself, don't stop and thank goodness we were not cycling passed a day later (winter in Greece was still too warm!)
I also remember the horrendous smell of an fully grown adult roe deer from a time when someone had hit one at the bottom of our track, but it had not died instantly. It had made its way into the woodland and stumbled down into one of the drainage ditches blocking it. We 'found' it by smell a couple of days later when the ditch overflowed and we had to wade through flood water to our gate.... digging a hole to bury it was not too much of a problem (though a crowbar was needed...) it was the picking it up to move it into the hole that was the issue. My OH picked up the rear legs and I had the front legs. As he picked it up, the rear legs came off and I was left... I did
the smell was that bad... on the bright side of things, it was much lighter to pick up afterwards...
I also remember the horrendous smell of an fully grown adult roe deer from a time when someone had hit one at the bottom of our track, but it had not died instantly. It had made its way into the woodland and stumbled down into one of the drainage ditches blocking it. We 'found' it by smell a couple of days later when the ditch overflowed and we had to wade through flood water to our gate.... digging a hole to bury it was not too much of a problem (though a crowbar was needed...) it was the picking it up to move it into the hole that was the issue. My OH picked up the rear legs and I had the front legs. As he picked it up, the rear legs came off and I was left... I did
the smell was that bad... on the bright side of things, it was much lighter to pick up afterwards...
Cyclopathic
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Stop, you're making me hungry.whilst on tour in Greece 2 winters ago we cycled passed a fully bloated dead bull just lying there at the side of the road. It was on its side with 2 of its legs were on the ground, the other 2 were pointing towards the sky! I remember thinking to myself, don't stop and thank goodness we were not cycling passed a day later (winter in Greece was still too warm!)
I also remember the horrendous smell of an fully grown adult roe deer from a time when someone had hit one at the bottom of our track, but it had not died instantly. It had made its way into the woodland and stumbled down into one of the drainage ditches blocking it. We 'found' it by smell a couple of days later when the ditch overflowed and we had to wade through flood water to our gate.... digging a hole to bury it was not too much of a problem (though a crowbar was needed...) it was the picking it up to move it into the hole that was the issue. My OH picked up the rear legs and I had the front legs. As he picked it up, the rear legs came off and I was left... I did
Where dey at? Please direct them to the CS7 between Clapham Common and E&C 7.40-0830am in the mornings. Cheers
