Justinitus
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Last week I was riding along a narrow bit of the canal towpath. Came across a pair of swans and their signets close to the bank. As the hissing started, I dismounted and walked past slowly, my lovely ebike as a shield between me and swans. Got far enough away and had drink before remounting, not noticing one of the swans had swam along, got out and was now right next to me. 5 or 6 angry pecks to the leg and I eventually got away. 2 bruises gradually fading.
Yesterday I hit a pheasant on a country lane. It saw me, fled to the verge and then strutted out again, only to get a substantial bang on its head from my fork leg. Luckily I didn’t come off.
Today, riding up in the hills, enjoying the lovely Bosch map view on my brand new 2 day old iPhone mini mounted on the bars (instead of the Kiox 300), a gull - who’d obviously eaten something that didn’t agree with it - dropped a substantial bomb. Right on my phone. Covered it, even the earpiece bit. Half a pack of baby wipes and several toothpicks later it’s new again.
I think the countryside hates me!
Yesterday I hit a pheasant on a country lane. It saw me, fled to the verge and then strutted out again, only to get a substantial bang on its head from my fork leg. Luckily I didn’t come off.
Today, riding up in the hills, enjoying the lovely Bosch map view on my brand new 2 day old iPhone mini mounted on the bars (instead of the Kiox 300), a gull - who’d obviously eaten something that didn’t agree with it - dropped a substantial bomb. Right on my phone. Covered it, even the earpiece bit. Half a pack of baby wipes and several toothpicks later it’s new again.
I think the countryside hates me!