My commuting nightmare - realised . . .
HamishD
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. . . to someone else.
First post, please be nice! Been reading this forum for a couple of days (particularly the thread on SCR, which is hilarious and very true . . .), thought I'd join in . . .
I've only got into biking for a couple of months, not having had a bike since college (er, 15 years ago) and I can't get enough of it
. Daily commute is Catford to North Acton and the alternative is 3 hideously crowded trains -Yuerch . . . never again. I digress . . .
Yesterday morning, first day of the tube strike - the canal path from Paddington to North Acton is much busier than usual, as to be expected. Just before Ladbroke Grove I see a pile of four or five bikes and I thought "whoah, massive off . . . .". As I got closer, I saw what I've imagined happening to me in my worst nightmare. Some poor sod (with quite a nice Spesh hybrid I think) has swerved to avoid an oncoming numpty and has bailed out, possibly over the handlebars but either way avec velo, and landed straight in the drink - West London's finest outpost of sewage, brown trouts , shopping trolleys . . .
He was getting pulled out as I passed; he didn't looked hurt; more ashamed, embarrassed, utterly drenched and very, very pee'd off. I've often thought that coming the other way this could easily happen to me and it does scare the bejaysus out of me, more so than gettting swiped by a lorry or the such-like.
I laughed like a drain and for that I'm surely going to hell . . . :oops: :twisted:
What's your worst commuting nightmare and has it ever come to life?
Cheers
H
First post, please be nice! Been reading this forum for a couple of days (particularly the thread on SCR, which is hilarious and very true . . .), thought I'd join in . . .
I've only got into biking for a couple of months, not having had a bike since college (er, 15 years ago) and I can't get enough of it
. Daily commute is Catford to North Acton and the alternative is 3 hideously crowded trains -Yuerch . . . never again. I digress . . .Yesterday morning, first day of the tube strike - the canal path from Paddington to North Acton is much busier than usual, as to be expected. Just before Ladbroke Grove I see a pile of four or five bikes and I thought "whoah, massive off . . . .". As I got closer, I saw what I've imagined happening to me in my worst nightmare. Some poor sod (with quite a nice Spesh hybrid I think) has swerved to avoid an oncoming numpty and has bailed out, possibly over the handlebars but either way avec velo, and landed straight in the drink - West London's finest outpost of sewage, brown trouts , shopping trolleys . . .
He was getting pulled out as I passed; he didn't looked hurt; more ashamed, embarrassed, utterly drenched and very, very pee'd off. I've often thought that coming the other way this could easily happen to me and it does scare the bejaysus out of me, more so than gettting swiped by a lorry or the such-like.
I laughed like a drain and for that I'm surely going to hell . . . :oops: :twisted:
What's your worst commuting nightmare and has it ever come to life?
Cheers
H
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