Pale Rider
Legendary Member
I was grinding up a not particularly steep hill on my Cannondale MTB when I noticed an older rider on a tourer come up from behind.
He remained about 10 yards behind, before easing past me as I recovered - still going no faster than walking pace - on the flat bit at the top.
As he passed, he remarked; "'That's a canny steep bank, isn't it?"
I replied in the affirmative, in between wheezes.
Two things occurred to me.
He could easily have scalped me on the climb, but chose not to.
His remark at the top was hardly true, but was aimed solely at encouraging a fellow cyclist.
What a nice guy.
He remained about 10 yards behind, before easing past me as I recovered - still going no faster than walking pace - on the flat bit at the top.
As he passed, he remarked; "'That's a canny steep bank, isn't it?"
I replied in the affirmative, in between wheezes.
Two things occurred to me.
He could easily have scalped me on the climb, but chose not to.
His remark at the top was hardly true, but was aimed solely at encouraging a fellow cyclist.
What a nice guy.