Stupid handlebar!

Lassic
Lassic Posts: 32
edited August 2013 in Commuting chat
There I was, cycling along a shared path at ~3mph when I girl with a big brolly approaches me. There's some construction going on to the left of the pavement so there's 8ft high steel fences errected up.

I move left to cycle past her but my left handle bar end hits the fence and the momentum immediately forces my wheel to steer left! Down I go, ending up in a mess on the floor right in front of her! :oops:

To add insult there was a queue of traffic and a bus on road so I'm going to assume they all saw and laughed.

The young girl appologised, but I told her it was me being a plonker. Got up as quick as I could and cycled off in embarrassment.

No damage though, just a slightly grazed leg and my pride.

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  • rolf_f
    rolf_f Posts: 16,015
    Lassic wrote:
    There I was, cycling along a shared path at ~3mph when I girl with a big brolly approaches me.

    Is that what they call them in Nottingham. No wonder you crashed......
    Faster than a tent.......
  • On_What
    On_What Posts: 516
    yes but did you get her number?!
  • Lassic
    Lassic Posts: 32
    I was far too embarrased to look at her in the face afterwards, I just tried to compose myself and get myself untangled as soon as possible. She was very pretty though. :P
  • rubertoe
    rubertoe Posts: 3,994
    Lassic wrote:
    I was far too embarrased to look at her in the face afterwards, I just tried to compose myself and get myself untangled as soon as possible. She was very pretty though. :P

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  • W12_Lad
    W12_Lad Posts: 184
    This made me laugh and bought back a similar event from many years ago (about '94).
    I was on my way to work on a very big motorcycle (GSXR1100) on a cold and wet October morning.
    At the bottom of my road, the road was blocked to traffic and I always used to hop on the pavement for 5 metres. A very pretty girl was walking along and stopped when she saw me and waved me on, I stopped and waved her on politely saying I shouldn't be there anyway, she smiled said thanks and walked past at which point, while still checking her out, I accelerated, spun round on wet leaves and hit the deck. I try to pick the bike up as quick as possible but fail dismally. The girl comes running over to help but my pride won't let her. I eventually get it up on about the 4th big heave all the while with her standing there. I was so embarrassed, I just rode off. Didn't even check the bike till I got to work.
  • MichaelW
    MichaelW Posts: 2,164
    Florence Nightingale-syndrome wasted on you then.