I was knocked off today!!
howiejmidlands
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Well it had to happen
Only 2 minutes into my ride, and some chav, on his mobile decided to turn left, in front of me and knocked me off.
By the time i had seen him, i had scrubbed the speed, with a full rear wheel lock on, but unlucky for chavie boy, he was going to work. Into his car park. So a quick oooooooh 20m chase and we had some words, and the odd slap. Oh did i mention he was on his mobile.....another slap for that...........oh his excuse was he didnt see me. For F(*&S sake i was in yellow and black, 6 ft and 19 stone.........another slap for driving without due care and attention.
The rest of my training ride for 2 hours had my HR in ZONE 2 and 3, not Zone 1 for a recovery from last week.
Hand sore, head sore and me now feeling very angry with the world, and now on my second bottle of red becasue i drink when i am angry.
Word of warning, i am out for a 50 miler tomorrow..............anyone else for a slap...bring it on i am now in the mood.
Rant over.
Only 2 minutes into my ride, and some chav, on his mobile decided to turn left, in front of me and knocked me off.
By the time i had seen him, i had scrubbed the speed, with a full rear wheel lock on, but unlucky for chavie boy, he was going to work. Into his car park. So a quick oooooooh 20m chase and we had some words, and the odd slap. Oh did i mention he was on his mobile.....another slap for that...........oh his excuse was he didnt see me. For F(*&S sake i was in yellow and black, 6 ft and 19 stone.........another slap for driving without due care and attention.
The rest of my training ride for 2 hours had my HR in ZONE 2 and 3, not Zone 1 for a recovery from last week.
Hand sore, head sore and me now feeling very angry with the world, and now on my second bottle of red becasue i drink when i am angry.
Word of warning, i am out for a 50 miler tomorrow..............anyone else for a slap...bring it on i am now in the mood.
Rant over.
Just a fat bloke on a bike
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Come on Mr Red, i know your a better bike handler than that........concentrate my man. Unfortunately the sad little chavs of this world can cause us some trouble....well sometimes.
The lycra bites back!!!Just a fat bloke on a bike0 -
You should report him to the police and he might just drive properly if they bother chasing it upJustice for the 960
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Didn't he know who your are? Glad you're okay Howie!Rob Spedding, Editor, Cycling Plus0
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I was taken out last sunday, vehicle did a u-turn in front of me (using the entrance
to a Fire/Ambulance depot) for the turn, road clear one minute, next thing the back
of Renault Megane looms into view, ploughed into the side at about 20mph.
Luckily no lasting damage to me, however the beloved Eddy Merckx is now a write off.
Driver has admitted full liability to her Insurance Company...... bonus!!
No Devil Ride next week though!!
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Pleased your OK Howie - and good on you for the slaps - but next time get hold of his phone and stamp on it - he won't use it in the car again !!0
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i got knocked off last week the driver had the cheak to have a go at me for going too fast.
Iwas stationary at the time........ and she was on a horse, smacked by a horses butt in to hte bushes , ohhh the shame.Nothing in life can not be improved with either monkeys, pirates or ninjas
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should have just undone the girth strap as they went past...
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I was knocked off last year by a driver heading towards me who turned right cutting right across my path. I hit the brakes and nearly went through his passenger side window. It gave his wife sitting there quite a shock.
I was only slightly bruised but my seat pin had snapped and my headset was loose. There was a local bike shop nearby so we exchanged details and I agreed to send the driver the bill for the repair.
Having discussed what had happened to the assistant in the LBS we decided I should also have a nice new set of wheels to teach the driver a lesson. He paid up in full, no questions. Nice wheels too.0 -
howiejmidlands wrote:Well it had to happen
Only 2 minutes into my ride, and some chav, on his mobile decided to turn left, in front of me and knocked me off.
By the time i had seen him, i had scrubbed the speed, with a full rear wheel lock on, but unlucky for chavie boy, he was going to work. Into his car park. So a quick oooooooh 20m chase and we had some words, and the odd slap. Oh did i mention he was on his mobile.....another slap for that...........oh his excuse was he didnt see me. For F(*&S sake i was in yellow and black, 6 ft and 19 stone.........another slap for driving without due care and attention.
The rest of my training ride for 2 hours had my HR in ZONE 2 and 3, not Zone 1 for a recovery from last week.
Hand sore, head sore and me now feeling very angry with the world, and now on my second bottle of red becasue i drink when i am angry.
Word of warning, i am out for a 50 miler tomorrow..............anyone else for a slap...bring it on i am now in the mood.
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redddraggon wrote:Dude, at least you can blame someone else .
I've crashed three times in the last two weeks due my own lack of concentration. I hadn't done anything like that before and then I go and do it 3 times in less than two weeks :oops:
Told you...it's all those pot holes down the Denbigh Road'How can an opinion be bullsh1t?' High Fidelity0 -
Near my former home in Kingston, Washington (USA) there is a highway frequented by cyclists who ride the 80k up to the ocean side town of Port Townsend, and then back the next day. However, the Locals have a terrorist trick they like to pull; they drive up behind the cyclists in their mega trucks, slow to the cyclists speed, roll the window down and drop glass bottles on to the pavement in front of them and roar off. Highly amusing to the apes driving the trucks, but sheer terror to the cyslists.Shawn Rohrbach MFA
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shawnrohrbach wrote:Near my former home in Kingston, Washington (USA) there is a highway frequented by cyclists who ride the 80k up to the ocean side town of Port Townsend, and then back the next day. However, the Locals have a terrorist trick they like to pull; they drive up behind the cyclists in their mega trucks, slow to the cyclists speed, roll the window down and drop glass bottles on to the pavement in front of them and roar off. Highly amusing to the apes driving the trucks, but sheer terror to the cyslists.
Given how heavily armed most of you americans apparently are, are you sure the NRA's cycle section doesn't have a nice range of hardware for the average cyclist? shoulder holster in team colours, clip on mounts for a shut gun, bar mounts etc, that kind of thing?
(Sorry, I know americans don't like to be wound up, but I think that is one case where fireams use would be justified, or maybe a rocket propelled stinger/tyre flattener?)'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze....0 -
as a young teenager, i used to ride my bike on local grouse and pheasant hunts with my single shot 20 guage shot gun and a belt of shells strapped over my shoulder. it was a rural area and everyone hunted so it didn't seem out of place. however, doing this today would have me shoved in Guantanamo Bay with no release date in sight.Shawn Rohrbach MFA
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when I were a young lad (wouldn't dare do it these days)
Approaching a T junction I was forced to hop up onto the kerb as an Idiot in his shiny new 2 seater sports car pushed me off the road. He sped off.
I went after him knowing there were several sets of lights in the next half mile and one of them was bound to be red.
I caught him as he stopped as a set of red lights. I crept up along side the drivers door, the windows was open and he was fiddling with something on the passenger side.
It was an opportunity too good to miss so......
I leaned in turned the key (engine off), ripped them from the car and threw them, then cycled away as fast as I could.
Sadly I didn't even look back, but I felt good.0 -
MIsterGoof wrote:when I were a young lad (wouldn't dare do it these days)
Approaching a T junction I was forced to hop up onto the kerb as an Idiot in his shiny new 2 seater sports car pushed me off the road. He sped off.
I went after him knowing there were several sets of lights in the next half mile and one of them was bound to be red.
I caught him as he stopped as a set of red lights. I crept up along side the drivers door, the windows was open and he was fiddling with something on the passenger side.
It was an opportunity too good to miss so......
I leaned in turned the key (engine off), ripped them from the car and threw them, then cycled away as fast as I could.
Sadly I didn't even look back, but I felt good.
Hope it took him a long time to find the keys or better still hope he just didn't find themJustice for the 960 -
Unlucky Howie, although the image of an 8st scrote hiding under his burberry cap and unwittingly about to meet his maker is a decent one.0