swansonj
Guru
There's one particular gate on a bridle path on my summer commute. I come up to it, stop with front wheel touching it, stretch forward so I can just reach and open the latch, give the gate an almighty push to fling it as wide open as possible, give an equally almighty push on the pedal, and hope to get far enough past the gate before the vicious spring return causes it to clip my rear wheel.
It feels very inelegant.
It feels very inelegant.