Funniest Cycling Moment?

Pross

OK, I'm sure this has been done before but I'm new and couldn't find anything in a search so don't give me a hard time if it has!

To get started - a group from my club used to travel to races in a van belonging to a couple of the lads who ran a local bike shop. It had a massive roof rack and we would travel in the back of the van with the bikes on top. At one race a mate from the 'other' club in town (to spare his embarassment I'll call him Geraint )was with us and was given the task of passing the bikes down from the roof. On completing his task he lowered himself off the roof and jumped to the ground. Unfortunately he was wearing a skinsuit with the top hanging down and this caught on the roof bars as he jumped leaving him suspended and having the biggest wedgy you could imagine. Once we able to get our laughter under control enough to stand up straight again we helped him down. His skinsuit was in shreds and he ended up racing with it pinned together with safety pins. Absolute classic and really wish we'd had a camera with us - if only mobile phones were around back then!

ddraver

Am i allowed to do an MTB one?

Cycling up a pretty technical singletrack climb surrounded by gorse bushes, my two mates ahead are having a bit of a race. One spins out and falls off to the left in to the bush with a blood curdling scream! Sure enough, the guy behind him has nowhere to go and falls off to the right with another scream!

I was doubled up for a good 2 mins while both of them laid stock still in the bushes unable to move without enduring more pricks!!

redvee

Glad I swallowed the mouthful of tea before I read these posts.

partrir

When I first graduated to SPDs from toe clips......went for a Sunday ride with a mate over the Somerset levels.....coming up to a T junction that had a short steep climb before the give way line.

At said give way line where three lycra clad beauties (see "girls in lycra" thread, you'll get my drift) out on a club ride of some sort, taking the opportunity of the give way line to have a bit of a chin wag.

I come up and stop along side, as cool as a cucumber, "Morning ladies" I say as I realise I've forgot to un-clip. Why did I have to fall towards them....all of us went down domino fashion.

My mate coming along behind nearly had a hernia laughing.

Le Commentateur

'Tail-sucking' a flying duck.

Pokerface

Funniest (and oddest) cycling moment happened to me while mountain biking.

Trail riding - and went over the handlebars and halfway down a hill. With my artificial leg still firmly attached via SPD to my bike back up the top of the hill. :oops:


Had to crawl back up the hill and unsnap the leg from the bike, put it back on and ride off.


Now THAT is something you don't see every day.

Tomred

was out training on my roadbike about 15 years ago as a junior and was tearing through my local town on d way home, as i came to the centre of town i noticed that a new mc donalds was being opened with a huge crowd of people outside it, being young and wearing lycra i didnt want to be spotted by friends and locals so i decided to sprint past the crowd at high speed, as i sprinted i got behind a car with a car trailer full of sand, unfortunatly with my head down i didnt notice that the car and trailer was turning right, as i looked up i saw that the car had stopped, unfortunatly i was traveling to fast and hit the trailer went over the handlebars and got my head stuck in the trailer of sand, as i composed myself i looked up to see the entire crowd laughing at me! how embarrasing! never lived it down! all my locals qnd friends slagged me for years over it!! since that day ive hated mc donalds!!!

Crapaud

One of the problems with cycling on a long tour is that the brain almost shuts down.

Bimbling through the Rockies with a guy called Gregg, there's nothing much to see. The road's twisty and lined with fir trees, so there's not much in the way of scenery. We're on a very slight downhill, but oddly I'm having to put in a little effort.

As we're going along, a gap in the trees reveals a small stream. Something seems out of place, but I can't put my finger on it. Further on there're a few more gaps and it suddenly hits me - the stream's running uphill!

I said to Gregg, "There's a stream.", and point. He glances over then looks at me and nods. "It's going that way.", I say pointing uphill. He nods again, but this time with a puzzled frown, "What's this foreign loonie up to now?", he's probably thinking. Bemused by his calm accetpance of the situation I let the subject drop, Maybe water running uphill is normal in this part of the world.

A few miles on and it's time for a break. I dismount and promptly fall over, arms and legs flailing. I get up and topple over again. The third time I take it slowly, but it's bloody difficult and I'm wobbling about without much control. Then reality swims into view: we'd been cycling up a slight gradient all along. :oops:

frazerbrown

I used to own a pair of old Pace carbon suspension forks ( the ones with the bolts holding the upper stansions into the fork crown) which I serviced myself. After stripping them down, cleaning, regreasing and assembling them I thought I'd go for a test ride. I wheeled the bike out of my flat and jumped on the bike, wheelying off the curb outside a cafe in Dartmouth.
Needless to say, I'd forgotten to do up the bolts holding the legs into the fork crown so the whole lot fell apart leaving me to face- plant in front of loads of highly amused onlookers!
As I picked myself up and gathered up the parts of my bike, I overheard one of the cafe staff say "He's alright- he does that all the time!"

NGale

about two months after meeting the chap who is the other half a group of us went out on a ride in Dartmouth. As first aider I was called ahead because he had taken a quite spectular fall from his bike, i.e swerved to avoid a cat, hit the side of a parked car and skidded on his backside down the road for about 10 meters.

in treating the injuries I was finding it very difficult not to laugh as having cut his shorts off him he was despratly trying to conceal his modesty in front of an assembled crowd who had gather after hearing the comotion in the street.

We've been dating for 8 months now

ademort

Two Dutch colleagues of mine were cycling home from work together. Mark usually cycles with me, but i had a day off so Mark cycled with Chris for the first time. Chris had just purchased a new racing bike a Cube Aerial, his first ever racing bike.He has never been to work on his bike before so Mark said Just take it easy and we will see what you can do. The best thing is to get used to the bike first. Mark explained further that changing gears e.t.c. will take a couple a hundred Kms to get used to and theres no rush. On the way home they were overtaken by a moped which Mark said later was doing 40Kmh and as it went past Chris jumped straight on the wheel.Mark was surprised but duly followd Chris, who at that point was going well.Unfortunately, a little further down the road is a rather sharp bend where the cycle path crosses the Docks railway line. Although its clearly marked and has barriers about 1.2M high and marked with red and white chevrons all around the crossing point Chris did not see it and crashed at 40Kmh into one of the barriers. He went straight over the top of the barrier and bike, bought on Saturday was well and truly written off on the Monday. Chris was wearing a helmet and luckily apart from bruising and small cuts was ok.Mark said to me the next day at work, he,d hardly slept all night as he couldnt stop laughing. He said after a while Chris also saw the funny side, but Chris,s wife who came to pick him up was less than amused. Bloody hell, if only i had gone to work that day.
Ademort

crumbschief

Now that was some funny stuff.

bompington

Back in 1990, my first ever shot at a mountain bike: hired one in Braemar, set off up Glen Quaich heading for Beinn a'Bhuird, nearly 4000ft high with a track (at the time, it's gone now) going almost all the way to the top.
Heading along the valley floor shortly before the climb really gets going, I reached the ford in the river. It looked like the sort of ford you'd walk across without getting more than slightly wet feet, shallow with quite even gravel bottom, so I just pedalled straight in... only to have the front wheel caught by the current. It pushed me straight off the ford into deeper water, over the handlebars, totally submerged.
I picked myself up, a bit shocked (it was October and there was snow on the hillsides) and blasted up the hill, I had more or less dried out by the time I got back down to the ford.
"Forewarned is forearmed" I thought, and headed into the ford again, determined to hold my line.
To no effect, the exact same thing happened again.
I learned quite a lot on my first mountain bike trip.

synchronicity

Flash back 20+ years to when I had my first ever crap-o-steel children's cruiser bikes (you know the ones from the 80's with those extra loooong saddles).

At some point in the life of the bike, I had attempted to sand back and re-paint the frame. Needless to say I had the patience of any 9 or 10 year old boy, and I didn't get very far into the sanding job. I also didn't have the tools required, so I quit after about what seemed like 20 minutes (it felt like half a day at the time).

Anyway, sure enough, it had turned into a complete rust bucket. You get the picture.

Cycling around the local park one fine day on it, rusty chain and all. Stopped for a rest.

With three or four young boys close by, this male dog belonging to them wanders over in my direction, lifts it's leg and pisses all over my bike whilst I'm standing there propping it up - some wee even showers through the spokes /frame or whatever and dribbles down my leg!! I was just so embarassed, I think I just stood there until the dog was finished its business... :oops: :oops: :oops: :oops: :oops:

Those boys were absolutely cacking themselves laughing. I can't remember what happened next (how I got home, or what I did). I think I must have blocked it out of my memory. I can only just start to see how funny it is now, two decades after the incident...