Not high on the Peril list, probably somewhere below taking your hand off the bars to scratch your noggin but they do carry some peril I found on Monday when I got stuck behind a huge herd on a narrow country lane, going in for milking .
It wasn't so much a case of weaving around the cow pats but finding the shallowest line. But, as a fully paid up member of the mudguard botherer's association I took some comfort knowing that I wasn't going to get covered in the stuff and if you need another reason on your list of, reasons to have mudguards, there's one which you may not previously have thought about.
So apart from moving, 'clean bike' up the list I forgot about it until this afternoon when I got on my bike to go for a spin. I hadn't got far before I deduced the brakes were rubbing, except they weren't. When I looked down, sticking out either side of my blocks was dried on cow poo. It was tough too. I had to go back and get a screwdriver to prize it off with.
Cows eh.
It wasn't so much a case of weaving around the cow pats but finding the shallowest line. But, as a fully paid up member of the mudguard botherer's association I took some comfort knowing that I wasn't going to get covered in the stuff and if you need another reason on your list of, reasons to have mudguards, there's one which you may not previously have thought about.
So apart from moving, 'clean bike' up the list I forgot about it until this afternoon when I got on my bike to go for a spin. I hadn't got far before I deduced the brakes were rubbing, except they weren't. When I looked down, sticking out either side of my blocks was dried on cow poo. It was tough too. I had to go back and get a screwdriver to prize it off with.
Cows eh.