Roadside Finds, strictly when cycling.

[flyingfish]

Stopped at a junction, wondered why the road felt soft below my foot & found I was standing on a wallet

 

[Saluki]

Where we used to live, it was on the farm fields super highway. We used to find spuds, fairly regularly, on the way back home. Apples too.
We often find McDonalds coffee cups. We peel the coffee bean sticker off and then throw the cups in a bin. We've had several free cups of coffee courtesey of chucked away coffee cups being de-beaned.
I have never found anything of proper value cycling. Jogging however...

 

[ColinJ]

A hardcore pornographic magazine lying open in the middle of the road on a climb on the Costa Blanca. I rode straight past it, but was later over taken by 3 young German riders, one of whom was riding no handed up the climb and describing points of interest in the mag to his mates!

A ten pound note. I saw sunlight reflecting off something in the dirt as a I did a mountain bike descent. I assumed that it was broken glass so I was watching carefully as I got closer. It turned out to be the banknote. Only the hologram was visible and the light was reflecting off that. I have no idea how it came to be half buried there. I picked it up and it paid for a Chinese takeaway and a pack of beer that night!

A new Gore skullcap in my size! (If not new, it was very lightly used. It had no marks on it and smelled very clean. They cost £18 at the time. I have been wearing it when out on the bike every winter since.)

A purse with several £20 and £10 notes in it, bank and credit cards, and a driving licence. I recognised the owner as a Spanish woman who lived a couple of houses away from my then girlfriend. The woman was very pleased when I turned up on her doorstep with it.

A 2 year old toddler. Well, nearly found! The child had managed to toddle out into the road through an open door. I was going to dismount and lead him to safety but he took fright and toddled back into the house when he saw me approaching. I heard his sister telling him off as I rode by.

 

[slowmotion]

I was riding round Hammersmith Broadway and stopped at one of the six sets of lights in four lanes of very heavy traffic. looking down, I saw a twenty pound note lying three feet in front of me. Would the lights change while I went to trouser it? I agonised over whether or not my life was worth a bit more than a twenty, and reluctantly stayed in the saddle.

 

[steveindenmark]

A girlfriend.

I picked her up at the traffic lights.

That will teach her to look next time.

 

[screenman]

Doggers on 3 occasions. And no I did not.

 

[SpokeyDokey]

Just road kill.

 

[berty bassett]

a helmet and visor for when you chainsaw - that took some getting home !
i have a sad game i play of spotting stuff thrown in the ditches that would furnish your house . theres been beds ,tellies, fridges,settees etc. over the years i should think i could have furnished a street and the sad fact is people must load these onto a car - drive past the tips and dump in the countryside - i just dont understand

 

[annedonnelly]

Ooh, just remembered...

A racing pigeon. Managed to catch it and there was a phone number on its ring. Had to wait around until the owner drove up to collect it. Of course, it rained while I was waiting so I was stood there trying to keep the bird dry while I got soaked!

 

[Milkfloat]

All I find is thorns and tacks.

 

[Tim Hall]

Apart from the usual tools, I once found a wallet. No money in it but there was a driving licence. Went to the address shown to find the front door open and no one in. Fairly obvious that Bad Stuff had happened so dialled 999 and two policemen rolled up in quick time.

 

[simon the viking]

A week or so ago, I found a phone with a few credit cards...Didn't really want to stop, knowing it would delay me (how thoughtful am I...) but stopped rang the obvious number 'Mum' no answer.... so sent an email to the owner from it explaining I would take it home and try harder to ring someone he knew... but it was still fine complete with cards. then started to cycle again

5 minutes later it rang it was his girlfriend... they had been walking the dog and lost it so I cycled back and met them.... turns out they had walked past me while I was trying to call his mum, but he hadn't realised he had lost it that point...

 

[ColinJ]

[QUOTE 3985752, member: 9609"]Dog and Chain, I tried to carry it on the bike but it was a bit too heavy, went back and picked it up later, got £50 for it.[/QUOTE]
I was thinking what everybody else was thinking - that you are a canine kidnapper - but then I realised that there must be an alternative meaning. Google was once again my friend ...



Well, that's my 'something new' learned for today!

 

[Gravity Aided]

A great big old ratchet wrench for lug nuts, a buff, an old 3 speed bicycle, 5 baby coyotes, and an under the saddle bag. Oh, and this time of year, a whole lot of corn cobs.

 

[Sbudge]

A thousand years ago whilst doing my paper round on my bike I saw something reflecting the sun in the long grass in a ditch. On investigation it was a large Old Hoborne tobacco tin, when I picked it up it rattled, inside was £3.65, a packet of ten cigarettes and a rather nice lighter. I threw the fags away, pocketed the cash and kept the lighter, I still have it 40 years later.

I wonder what it was doing there.

Back in the seventies I was always finding gentleman's special interest magazines.

Yes, I remember that period in the 70s too. I once had a very amusing Scout hike when we found one of those publications and proceeded, en masse, to read it while walking down the road looking like some bizarre perverted centipede!