Threevok
Growing old disgracefully
- Location
- South Wales
Crikey, your commute must be a hellish blood bath!
Luckily I don't hit most things - although the sea of baby frogs was unavoidable. I couldn't face Rice Crispies for a year !!!
Crikey, your commute must be a hellish blood bath!
I got hit on the helmet by a bumble bee.....must remember to zip up my shorts...Badger when out on the mtb ..
It flew out of long corn I was cycling by..i may have let out a little eek..
There quite big when your next to them..
Loads of strikes on motorcycles..
Nothing big though thankfully..
A sparrow felt like a sledge hammer at 70..80 mph in the chest..
And a bumble bee even makes your head move at high speed
I was going up a field spraying and a rambler popped out and got clobbered. I got out and told him where the footpath was and he gave me a dirty look and muttered something about bankers and staggered off without saying thanks!!
I was going up a field spraying and a rambler popped out and got clobbered. I got out and told him where the footpath was and he gave me a dirty look and muttered something about bankers and staggered off without saying thanks!!
How unusual- I would have thought a rambler would be much more likely to mutter something about daffodils...!
Oh deer, that must have been a very unpheasant CATastrophe, all those animals badgering you like that.So far:
Blackbird flew out of a hedge straight into my front wheel and decapitated itself between the wheel and forks.
Badger hit on a night ride as it ran out from a hedge. On that occasion I suspect I came off worse as the badger was nowhere to be seen as I lay on the tarmac with a leg broken in two places.
Deer ran straight across the front of my bike last month at Tatton park, just missing the front wheel.
Squirrel seemed determined to be squished later on the same ride as the deer, as whichever way I went on the road, the daft sod ran that way instead of to the verge.
Pheasant disturbed from a hedge on my commute. A flurry of feathers and squawks as the bird somehow flew across the space above my front wheel and immediately in front of my handlebars.
And numerous stupid local cats early in the morning, which have a habit of watching me from the side of the road as a diversion from killing wildlife and then at the last moment choosing to run across the front of the bike.