One of my most amazing cycling experiences was while making my DVD. I was riding up to Pole Bank ready to film one of the Long Mynd sequences when a
Red Kite took off from the heather and flew with me for probably about 1/4 of a mile before banking overhead and gliding away. It's one of those moments that I think will always stay with me.
Frustratingly I had 3 cameras attached to the bike at the time and
none of them was ready to record.
On a dafter note, on a ride up to a hamlet called Oaks I'd got to about
here when a squirrel darted out from the hedgerow, tried to run through my front wheel, headbutted a spoke and darted back the way it had come. I realise now that it could have been quite disasterous, but at the time I thought it really funny.