Tales from today's commute....

[sheffgirl]

Anyone who rode today is a) a damn hero who deserves the utmost admiration, or b) a complete lunatic.

I did an hour and a quarter on on the turbo trainer.

I still haven't decided which I was this morning . For some reason at 6am I decided I was going to cycle into work despite the 2 inch covering of snow. I left the bike at work and walked home, glad I did because it's now ankle deep and cars are struggling to get up the hills.
I saw a couple of other cyclists, some using the cycle paths which I was purposely avoiding because the roads were much clearer.

 

[400bhp]

I find it amusing when my works colleagues make a big deal of how they managed to get in to work in their car

 

[BSRU]

Anyone who rode today is a) a damn hero who deserves the utmost admiration, or b) a complete lunatic.

I did an hour and a quarter on on the turbo trainer.

I'm neither, weather was fine down here

 

[fossyant]

Anyone who rode today is a) a damn hero who deserves the utmost admiration, or b) a complete lunatic.

I did an hour and a quarter on on the turbo trainer.

Both

 

[Black Country Ste]

Intended to walk in this morning because of the snow but overslept. Dragged the bike out, got to the shop, rode to work on slicks in the slush and why dammit haven't I fitted any mudguards yet? My legs were completely soaked and in my rush to leave I had no spare underwear, walking around work like a cowboy for the next couple of hours.

 

[clarion]

Snow.

And wind.

But fortunately not too many cars.

Only four cyclists, though

 

[subaqua]

guinees powered commute home yesterday. I saw the lady from London Bridge going along mile end road. still in the same tights

 

[GrasB]

Ouch & sympathies.

thankfully it's no where near as bad as I thought or it sounds. A lot of blood, I assume because I was putting down a lot of power at the time, but really it didn't do that much damage. Back out on the bike today, it's a little sore but not too bad. I wanted to keep my legs loose so a short recovery ride.

I'm rather annoyed that there is now a hole in my fleeced skinsuit, it's expensive & I can't impress how much of a serious warmth upgrade from the same weight bib-tights & jacket it is.

 

[SatNavSaysStraightOn]

I'm rather annoyed that there is now a hole in my fleeced skinsuit, it's expensive & I can't impress how much of a serious warmth upgrade from the same weight bib-tights & jacket it is.

contact the manufacturer, they will have some way of repairing it professionally for you. I have seen some pretty good repairs over the years and it is always cheaper than buying a new one! Send pictures with the initial contact if you can, so they know what they are dealing with.

 

[HLaB]

A nice evening commute for me last night met some folk at the pub on the home, opted to filter down the middle of the typical traffic queues on Bourges Boulevard on nice dry roads, went for a couple and a pint of coke in the hope that today wasn't going to be too bad (should have had some stronger stuff looking out the window now but hey ho). A nice quiet ride back after that, light drizzle had started in the meantime and unfortunately that did indeed change to heavy snow overnight.

 

[GrumpyGregry]

Last night; coming past Roosthole on the Hammerpond Road, lovely sweeping downhill fast left hand bend, spoiled by the gravel and detritus on the racing line, about half six, well into dusk, letting the bike have its head, come over the false crest halfway down....

Standing in the middle of the road is a white ?fallow? deer. I brake. His head snaps round, he stares at me, stock still. I slow to a trickle, staring at him. I close to about 5m he snorts, I can see his breath hanging in the cold air, he nods his head, snorts again, gives a little shrug, a little shiver, and nonchalantly crosses to the far side and walks off into the forest. I watch him go. He stops turns to look at me, and walks off, entirely unhurried, into the undergrowth and gloom.

I left there thinking "Did that just really happen?"

(and, moving on, I didn't curse him once for the loss of momentum which makes the climb up the other side such a joy)

 

[clarion]

One of those magical moments which can only happen when cycling.

 

[Risex4]

Last night; coming past Roosthole on the Hammerpond Road ... entirely unhurried, into the undergrowth and gloom.

I left there thinking "Did that just really happen?"

Had that same thing happen to me recently.

Well, it wasn't a commute, it was just a late evening spin out.
And it wasn't a deer, it was one of the local drunk ASBO crew.
And as he wasn't stock still in the middle of the road, he was kind of waivering/dancing.
And when he eventually lurched across to the other side of the road and stops in the pub's doorway and turned to look at me, he says "Oi lad! Wot you staring at? You fink yer facking better do me, do ya? Oi guys, this fu......"

I left there thinking "Peg it!"

One of those magic moments which can happen at any time in Britain's city centres...

Im just narked because of my commute to work yesterday. We've had the 48 hours of constant heavy rain down here rather than the snow, but when I awoke yesterday morning a tad earlier than normal to a break in the weather I thought "yeh, get up and chance it: take the extended route you've been planning for the lighter mornings..."

So off I set, pleased that I'd happened across quite a mild morning which although had plenty of standing water about had none in the air. Climb the first hill of my new route feeling great (this commuter extension is to hopefully increase fitness through frequency of riding bigger hills), climb the second bigger one feeling better. I could get used to this early up/longer run to work melarkee. Get to the bottom of the second descent to a Y road junction and find a huge puddle across the middle of it. Slow down to a crawl as a) I want to determine the depth of it and b) I see an oncoming car...

Im sure the ********** smiled as she hit the puddle without the slighest change in speed, creating a wave which fully crested me and consequently soaking me thoroughly when I thought I'd escaped getting drenched, and whilst I was now further away from work than I normally am even before I set off from home.

Was not a happy bunny.

Edit: Oh, and naturally the P Fairy decided that the ride home would be a great time to pay me a visit aswell.

 

[Supersuperleeds]

Had that same thing happen to me recently.

Well, it wasn't a commute, it was just a late evening spin out.
And it wasn't a deer, it was one of the local drunk ASBO crew.
And as he wasn't stock still in the middle of the road, he was kind of waivering/dancing.
And when he eventually lurched across to the other side of the road and stops in the pub's doorway and turned to look at me, he says "Oi lad! Wot you staring at? You fink yer facking better do me, do ya? Oi guys, this fu......"

I left there thinking "Peg it!"

One of those magic moments which can happen at any time in Britain's city centres...

Im just narked because of my commute to work yesterday. We've had the 48 hours of constant heavy rain down here rather than the snow, but when I awoke yesterday morning a tad earlier than normal to a break in the weather I thought "yeh, get up and chance it: take the extended route you've been planning for the lighter mornings..."

So off I set, pleased that I'd happened across quite a mild morning which although had plenty of standing water about had none in the air. Climb the first hill of my new route feeling great (this commuter extension is to hopefully increase fitness through frequency of riding bigger hills), climb the second bigger one feeling better. I could get used to this early up/longer run to work melarkee. Get to the bottom of the second descent to a Y road junction and find a huge puddle across the middle of it. Slow down to a crawl as a) I want to determine the depth of it and b) I see an oncoming car...

Im sure the ********** smiled as she hit the puddle without the slighest change in speed, creating a wave which fully crested me and consequently soaking me thoroughly when I thought I'd escaped getting drenched, and whilst I was now further away from work than I normally am even before I set off from home.

Was not a happy bunny.

Edit: Oh, and naturally the P Fairy decided that the ride home would be a great time to pay me a visit aswell.

Shame you didn't get her number, it is an offence to deliberately go through a piece of standing water and soak someone.

 

[Shut Up Legs]

I had the same a few years ago, when a 4WD passed me while I was riding through an ankle-deep puddle left on a road due to some heavy rain. Same effect, too: like being dunked at the beach . I was too busy being a "drowned rat" to notice if it was malicious and intentional, though.