Stupid handlebar!
Lassic
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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.
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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yes but did you get her number?!0
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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. :P0
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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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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.0 -
Florence Nightingale-syndrome wasted on you then.0