snapper_37
Barbara Woodhouse's Love Child
- Location
- Wolves
Cycling in thick fog.
Got up this morning to a fairly thick fog which cleared about a mile into the commute. A mile away from work, it came down like a thick blanket within seconds and I couldn't see beyond a few feet. I must admit that I did think about riding on the pavement.
I felt a tad nervous hearing the cars coming as I couldn't see their headlights until they were virtually on top of me. Fair play, all the drivers slowed right down and gave me loads of room. I did have a few missed heart beats with cars waiting to turn right across my path, in case they didn't see me.
Still, I got here in one piece.

Got up this morning to a fairly thick fog which cleared about a mile into the commute. A mile away from work, it came down like a thick blanket within seconds and I couldn't see beyond a few feet. I must admit that I did think about riding on the pavement.

I felt a tad nervous hearing the cars coming as I couldn't see their headlights until they were virtually on top of me. Fair play, all the drivers slowed right down and gave me loads of room. I did have a few missed heart beats with cars waiting to turn right across my path, in case they didn't see me.
Still, I got here in one piece.

