Yesterdays ride in was brightened up with a bit of SCR with a young surfer dude looking bloke on a 29er, we swapped places over a couple of miles then chatted.
On the way home I came across a middle aged lady in all the gear going at a fair rate again on a 29er with a seat post mudguard skewed off to the right so her backside was getting very wet and muddy. When the path got wider I went up beside her and informed her, she told me it was the least of her worries and had hit a fallen branch earlier and done a header off her bike and went for a swim in the canal. Her partner was just ahead so nothing I could do , I was impressed that she was not really whining and saw the funny side.
This mornings ride has turned out expensive, I was coming to a bit of the path that narrows and curves to the left under a bridge, I tinkled my bell and just as I got to the bend someone tinkled their bell. We both braked but to my surprise my bike did not slow at all. I had braked with my forefingers but left the other fingers under the brake lever . I ended up going into the wall sliding along its slimy surface and putting a hole in my Endura waterproof and a big black slime mark. Its years old and grubby despite being cleaned several times so was due replacement.