Ride Entry – 3rd August 2010
Bike: Pimpino
Distance: 35 miles
Lovely weather. Not windy, a bit sunny, perfect! great ride in too, no issues at all.
Coming back there were 8 bikes all stacked up in the bike shed, it only has racks for 4! There’s a dirty great massive bike shed a whole 100 yards away where they could lock their bikes up but they’d rather just lean them against the wall, unlocked in this one! Bizarre. A couple were not bad bikes too, although I noticed the guy who turns up on the Ribble locks it up in the main bike shed when there’s no room.
Going home, much of the same. Quite nice weather, no problems on the road, all good. I had plenty of time so added about 4 miles of offroad on the end of the ride and caned it back into Leigh along the canal as fast as I could ride, proper good workout keeping a rigid fixie going very fast along a rutted path like that both for my legs and my arms. I bet all the people who slate canal towpaths off couldn’t have done it. One thing that did happen was this kid and his mum were meandering along a path near the motorway. Wide path, some old tarmac, big potholes in places. As I catch up with them (they’re going the same way as me) I start saying hello to alert them to my mpresence but they ignore me. As I get too them there’s this big pothole so assuming neither of them are going to ride through it, that’s where I’ll pass them.
As I get there the kid suddenly veers into the pothole right in front of me. I brake hard abnd shout at him, which makes him brake hard almost to a stop and then fall sideways. he lands softly on the ground and clearly isn;t hurt but he starts crying.
Do I…
a) Go back, apologise and make sure he’s OK accepting full blame for the accident and spend the evening agnoising over it?
b) Shout sorry back but on seeing he’s OK, carry on regardless?
c) Not really give a shit, they should have paid attention, ride home without a care in the world and have a nice cup of tea and a biscuit when I get there.
Answers on a bourneville cream.
Woke up this morning at 3am with the cat meaowing outside the bedroom door, no idea how she got it in the house, we normally lock them both out but she’s very sneaky and hides as soon as she gets in nowadays. Anyway, went downstairs, into the conservatory where she was waiting at the outside door. The rain was proper hammering down on the roof so anticipating the cat having a change of heart, I shut the inner door. Opened the outer door and the cat darted back under the table.
No! You woke me up at 3am to go out so you’re going the fuck out!
Anyway, seeing that proper hard rain put me off commuting in today so I’ll do it tomorrow and Friday hopefully. I’m starting to need to be offsite more and more though at work, it’s hard to organise commuting.



