Embarrasing Moments

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wyno70

New Member
On a tour a month ago and got saddle sores, so stopped in a (what I thought was quiet) lane to apply some vaseline to sore bits. I was wearing bib shorts, shirt jacket etc. Anyway, got a big glob of vaseline on one hand and used the other to pull clothing down (so not to get it covered in vaseline), bent over and applied. I was so enjoying the relief of something cool and slippery on my bits and was making sure that it was 'well applied', that I kinda failed to notice a car come past. They tooted and waved! hehe.

2nd was mountain biking in the winter, saw a large muddy puddle (probably 15ft) in front of me and went for it. Completely got the depth wrong, it came up to the cranks, came to a dead stop, got my foot out of my cleat fine and fell the wrong way!!! There I was lying on my back, the water actually came over my chest, feet in the air, whilst a crowd of about 12-15 over 60's ramblers were making their way round the other side of the puddle. It smelt like the bottom of a pond. Funniest bit was not one of them cracked a smile, they all looked very serious, it was almost like I'd done a turd in their swimming pool. I now pass the same puddle on numerous occasions and it always makes me smile!
 
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Sam Kennedy

Sam Kennedy

New Member
Location
Newcastle
Not too emmbbaarraaasssiiingg but funny!

View: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZmBPGOuSGWk
 
I have done what I suspect many cyclists have. When I first got clipless pedals, stopped at a set of lights and couldnt get my feet out! Keeled over in front of the motorists.

Another I remember is trying to show my son how to do a wheelie, of course I ended up flat on my back with him just shaking his head.
 

paddy01

Senior Member
Location
Exmouth (Devon)
About 2 years ago I'd just got back into cycling after many years away from it, I'd rescued my old Klein MTB from the back of a garage as a means to get riding again.

All ali construction, including the Mission Control all in one stem and bars.

Came up behind a mother with child on the back pootling up to a junction, I give it the old heave ho away from the give way line and promptly ripped the bars and stem in 2. Pitch over the front into the middle of the road ripping a hole in my thigh on the jagged remains of the stem in the process.

Pick myself up and hobble to the side of the road with a broken bike and even more broken me. Very nice lady enquires as to my well being... there may have been rather a lot of blood but I'd have needed to be on fire before I'd have said no.

It was a bloody long walk home :thumbsup:
 

CopperBrompton

Bicycle: a means of transport between cake-stops
Location
London
To quote from my blog of last year's London to Brighton, when the trike was still relatively new to me ...

I got separated from Ben and Yenhsi. We had each other's mobile numbers so we could meet up at refreshment points.

The refreshment points were typically village halls, schools, etc, and were very well organised. There were separate entry and exit points, typically with a couple of hundred metres between them. To keep things flowing, marshalls were preventing anyone entering via the exit points, and it would have been utterly impossible to turn around and go against the flow, so if you missed the entrance, you couldn't get in.


The more astute of you will have recognised that I'm getting my excuses in early here ...


So, I was about 100 metres past the entrance to one of the refreshment points when Ben phoned to say they were inside it. There was a steep grass bank 2-3 feet high separating the road from the grounds of the refreshment point. No problem, I thought, I'll just ride up the bank.


It was too steep, my rear wheel just spinning on the grass. Which was when I had my Bright Idea ...


My plan, which Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time, was to take a run-up along the pavement and then ride up the bank diagonally. Anyone who has ever had any off-road driving training will know that this is in fact a Very Bad Idea: if it's too steep to get up it in a straight line, it's too steep to try it at an angle.


Sooo ... I made my run-up, steered up the bank and almost reached the top of it when the upper wheel lifted, the trike went over and I ended up underneath an upside-down trike. With, ooooh, about 400 people watching.


Several of them kindly helped me extract myself. There was no damage to the trike, and only a small cut on my elbow. The first-aid people cleaned up the cut and put a small dressing on it while I dusted myself down and did my best to look like a person who had not just flipped a trike.
 
Wearing a pair of linen trousers which got caught in my chainset and promptly shed all of their material from the crotch?
 

PaulSB

Squire
Not cycling related but certainly on topic. Last week I'd arranged to be collected from Birmingham airport by two colleagues as we headed to a meeting. They were to pick me up in the Park & Go area. I stood by the ticket machines and the driver pulled up to the pavement and wound down the passenger window. I asked for the ticket so I could pay and the passenger announced she was just popping to the loo........

I went to the ticket machine, paid, turned walked 10 feet back and got in the back of the car, thinking to myself "Didn't know he'd changed his car".................my car had pulled away to a parking space and someone else in a very nice 7 series BMW had pulled up in the exact same spot.
 

Arch

Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
My Mum once returned to our car (a white Hillman Minx) having been into the shops, and as she got her key out thought to herself "Why can't I park nice and straight and near to the kerb, like that white Minx next to me?"

When she tried to open the door, the key wouldn't turn, and a man came out and shouted "Oi, that's my car!"

Ours was the perfectly parked one....
 
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