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General Discussion => Campfire Talk => Topic started by: Chasfield on September 21, 2009, 05:45:30 pm
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I am chugging along a winding road, with high hedges each side, waiting in line for my turn to overtake a meandering cyclist safely. I hear a buzzing in my ears from some way back. A superbike overhauls me and darts in to occupy a good portion of my piece of crumbling black-top. I move closer into the verge so that we don't tangle handlebars (clearly this guy doesn't understand the concept of personal space).
My motor's goin' flobba flobba flob, his is goin' wheeeeeeoow, and we're making 18 miles per hour.
As we approach an absolutely blind bend he down-shifts. His motor puts on an octave (or two) as he overtakes the car in front and the wobbly cyclist all in one go, disappearing around the curve on the wrong side of the road!
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How do they get away with it? Can they see through solid objects?
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The basic term is: Shit for brains often splattered
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Youth and immortality, I was he many years ago until I learnt crashing causes much pain to both yourself and others, oh and makes you the local bike repair shops best customer. These days I look back at the fool I was and thank my lucky stars that apart from a few broken bones, scrapes and bruises I am still here today and enjoy my biking at a much safer pace.
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There's a twisty stretch near here where several 600 riders act like that. Every time I go by a certain pull-out, there's always one of them taking a break. I finally figured out they're a group using radios and the guy taking a break is actually the look-out / flight tower telling them when it's safe to pass on blind curves.
Spmeone doing that alone is just stupid. I can't find it now, but there's a nice old british poster of a guy doing that and the warning against it.
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In the aviation world, we'd usually find a lotta blood, great quantities of balls, but damn few brains at the crash site...
Mike and Stumpy in Michigan
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"In the aviation world, we'd usually find a lotta blood, great quantities of balls, but damn few brains at the crash site... " Mike and Stumpy in Michigan
:D :D :D
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on blind curves ,i ride way inside. every year someone dies on the wrong side of the road here in these hills.