"Oh Shit" moments...

There are 2 very big Rottweilers on Mott street leading up to High Beach in Epping. It's one of the slowest, steepest bits of that hill. They absolutely fucking hate cyclists and remind us time and time again how much they would like nothing more than to shred our legs and crush our faces with their massive, terrible jaws.

One day the gate on that garden will be open. That will be an almighty 'oh shit moment'.

I have heard/seen those two! Thought they were behind me first time... My usual saturday long ride route is part them.