Oddest other cyclists you've met

rodgers73

Too easy to make commuter gags here!

No, what I'm asking is - on your cycling travels who was the oddest cyclist you have encountered either in appearance or in behaviour/attitude?

I recall meeting two tanned and toned blokes in full Castelli gear riding some lovely looking machines pull into petrol station where I was having a rest. They came out of the shop looking like they belonged in Italy then proceeded to sit down and drink a six pack of bitter and smoke really cheap fags like they were on a night out. I think they had a couple of pork pies too. Talk about not acting the part they were dressed for...

MaxwellBygraves

I remember meeting a chap knocking about on this huge penny farthing thing once, that was pretty cool!

Cleat Eastwood

I used to see an elderly couple on a tandem and they used to be dressed in full T-mobile kits

MisterMuncher

There's a chap up the posh end of Belfast (which makes him easy to find, as that's not a big area) that gets about by unicycle.

For some reason, I find the way he secures it with 2 D-locks when he nips to the shop hilarious. I can't imagine there's a great deal of circus trained theives kicking about.

pauldavid

rodgers73 wrote:

Too easy to make commuter gags here!

No, what I'm asking is - on your cycling travels who was the oddest cyclist you have encountered either in appearance or in behaviour/attitude?

I recall meeting two tanned and toned blokes in full Castelli gear riding some lovely looking machines pull into petrol station where I was having a rest. They came out of the shop looking like they belonged in Italy then proceeded to sit down and drink a six pack of bitter and smoke really cheap fags like they were on a night out. I think they had a couple of pork pies too. Talk about not acting the part they were dressed for...

Sounds like the standard recovery drink/meal for Doncaster area residents, isn't it?

mamba80

Saw a guy in shell suit riding a bike and smoking a cigar - making childrens wishes come true - he was odd.

bobtbuilder

I met a guy on a ride who insisted on stopping and burying any roadkill he found. :shock:

Hoopdriver

I met a guy touring in Wyoming many years ago - he was carrying, among his heavy load, a cast iron skillet and a guitar. He'd ridden all the way from North Carolina and didn't seem the least bit bothered by all the weight.

Cubic

I often used to see a guy riding along Upper Richmond Road wearing a helmet to which he had attached some long, bunny ears. He would ride a fixed gear at a really high cadence and would talk to/shout at just about every car, cyclist or pedestrian he passed.

Cleat Eastwood

Theres a guy I pass a few times and he's always crouched like he's riding into a head wind and he's always arguing with imaginary people

Him: "who the F told you that about me, you C, I'll effing get the police on you"

Me (passing by): All right mate.

Him: Morning. So you tell your effing mother shes a effing whore.

He is teh oddest I've seen so far.

The Little Onion

A few years ago, there was a student who used to commute along Oxford Road in Manchester (big road, where the university is located) everyday on a unicycle. A hipster twat who was widely ridiculed.

rodgers73

pauldavid wrote:

rodgers73 wrote:

Too easy to make commuter gags here!

No, what I'm asking is - on your cycling travels who was the oddest cyclist you have encountered either in appearance or in behaviour/attitude?

I recall meeting two tanned and toned blokes in full Castelli gear riding some lovely looking machines pull into petrol station where I was having a rest. They came out of the shop looking like they belonged in Italy then proceeded to sit down and drink a six pack of bitter and smoke really cheap fags like they were on a night out. I think they had a couple of pork pies too. Talk about not acting the part they were dressed for...

Sounds like the standard recovery drink/meal for Doncaster area residents, isn't it?

This was Peak District. Some odd locals out there though!

craprider

Did i win the internet?

Monkeypump

Not a cyclist, but I just walked through the local park on the way back from town. Middle-aged chap with two holdalls about 30ft apart, him bowling tennis balls into one of them whilst stood by the other. Nothing too odd there.

However, whenever he got a ball directly into one of the bags, he went absolutely mental. Cheering, shouting, celebrating, running about, gesturing to a non-existent crowd. THAT is a little odd.

Giraffoto

I passed a guy once who was standing, one foot on the ground, one on the pedal, peeing into the hedge. Fair play, at least he chose the hedge rather than the road, but it struck me as slightly unseemly behaviour

badly_dubbed

posted this on here a few years back...but this guy was the oddest ive met!

doing hill repeats on an oversize unicycle, middle of winter...black ice everywhere in just a thin longsleeve top and no helmet and a beard about 4ft long lol

fossyant

The Little Onion wrote:

A few years ago, there was a student who used to commute along Oxford Road in Manchester (big road, where the university is located) everyday on a unicycle. A hipster fool who was widely ridiculed.

I've spotted him a few times !

bompington

rodgers73 wrote:

...on your cycling travels who was the oddest cyclist you have encountered either in appearance or in behaviour/attitude?

Obviously odd people encountered on internet cycling forums are way too easy a target...

jgsi

This stuff is manna for some lurking DM troll

t.m.h.n.e.t

All other cyclists

nickellis

There is a guy I've seen a couple of times on Borough High St, Saaaf London, who wears an American football helmet. He always seemed to look quite pleased with himself as well.

I was was crack up when I see him.

Brian B

I met a tramp like guy at the top of the col de croix der fer a decade ago who had cycled up on an old ramshackle of a steel bike but one of his legs was wooden from the knee down and he had flat pedals. Despite me having very limited French I managed to have a lenthgy discussion with him(well I watched while he wrote in French in the dirt as if he thought I was deaf) for around 30mins. I gave him a powerbar gel and bar as he looked to me like he needed a feed and he and he shook his head and laughed but he consumed them anyway. He was a bit weird. Turned out he was pretty famous and in the French 100 col club and found this out later when I saw him in a french mag.

Also on the road to Peebles from Edinburgh I used to see guy at the weekend cycling in a full deer stalker outfit, thin as a whip and with a proper thin tash - also had a stiff upper lip.

Also got 'chased' recently with a fat yob around 18 years old on a BMX as he called me gay while going through a border village and I called back in front of his mate that it takes one to know one. I let him tail me until he got red in the face then stopped and got off my bike. He saw how tall I was and he about turned but not before he called me gay again. Wait there thats not odd its usual. :P

Smokin Joe

Cleat Eastwood wrote:

Theres a guy I pass a few times and he's always crouched like he's riding into a head wind and he's always arguing with imaginary people

Him: "who the F told you that about me, you C, I'll effing get the police on you"

Me (passing by): All right mate.

Him: Morning. So you tell your effing mother shes a effing whore.

He is teh oddest I've seen so far.

Yeah, well I thought you were a bit odd too with that pipe sticking out of your mouth :evil:

And don't call me mate next time you pass me.

Kieran_Burns

AchillesLeftKnee

Cleat Eastwood wrote:

Theres a guy I pass a few times and he's always crouched like he's riding into a head wind and he's always arguing with imaginary people

Him: "who the F told you that about me, you C, I'll effing get the police on you"

Me (passing by): All right mate.

Him: Morning. So you tell your effing mother shes a effing whore.

He is teh oddest I've seen so far.

Little bloke, always gurning, Europcar kit maybe?

fast as fupp

non-smoking man- a merseyside legend. this meff used to 'ride' around the area as far as southport on an old racer festooned with cardboard anti-smoking messages. used to kick off if someone walked past him smoking.

may no longer with us,sadly.

edhornby

fossyant wrote:

The Little Onion wrote:

A few years ago, there was a student who used to commute along Oxford Road in Manchester (big road, where the university is located) everyday on a unicycle. A hipster fool who was widely ridiculed.

I've spotted him a few times !

I know who you mean - I forget his name but he used to work at GBH cycles in the northern quarter, nice enough lad but also used to ride brakeless fixed mountain biking...

Bunneh

Saw a elderly lady, I'd say in her 90s, going at some serious pace along the road. I wouldn't say it was odd, more disturbing to my eyes since she was in full lycra and her breasts would have made great disc brakes...

ethanhayes

By far and away the boom box guy of Manchester.
Black chap, casually rides around with a massive boom box on the back of his bike, usually playing reggae music very loudly, seems to do this all day and night too - I've seen him at 7am in the morning and at 4am after a night out!

Yellow Peril

craprider wrote:

Did i win the internet?

Yes finding a picture of an albino version of the last Plantagenet King wins the prize.

colinsmith123

Anyone from the Merseyside / Cheshire / North Wales area remember, Shady Lady? looked about 80 years old. Always wore a yellow jersey, did no more than 14 mph and would cover 1000's of miles every year, and had the highest pitch voice. And a back problem. Igor from young Frankenstein will help paint the picture. Whilst I say he never went more than 14 mph even downhill, there was one time when the club went past him on the road on the way back to Two Mills Cafe. And he hopped on the back. We upped the pace. He stayed on the back. The pace went up again and club riders were dropping out the back. But not the Shady Lady, he hung on all the way back to The Mills. We then knew he'd earned his right to the yellow jersey. A few riders were so ashamed they were never seen again!

Another recollection; a newbie came out on a club ride one time with the Port Sunlight Wheelers, and I always recall this conversation between Davey Jones and the newbie:

Is there any special requirement to join the PSW?, asks the newbie, of Dave.
'Are you a bit weird? Dave asked back
'No' came the reply rather indignantly.
'Well you can't join us then!'

So I will add all PSW members to the oddest cyclists I've met. Me included. Well weird!