"Oh Shit" moments...

A collie bit my ankle in Winchester as I cycled past.

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Never quite sure whether <3 illustrates a heart or a fart.

3< is fart

I rehomed a bike chasing dog. When it went out into the shed and saw it was full of bikes it cowered and whimpered.
One day a bike parked in the garden fell over onto the dog, she was found an hour later in the local park, she had run off, she was so scared. That was her "Oh Shit" moment. Or one of them.

<3 is teabag.

Thanks guys, it's been an education... 3<

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'.

Those don't half make you jump when your not expecting them! Question is, would you keep going up or turn back and go down the hill if they were loose... (Remember it takes time to turn around)

I'd bite them first, then shit on their lawn.

I run this game plan every Sunday morning. Do you ride that route alone? I go with a friend and I figure you only need to be quicker than the guy you're with. I'd kick him off his bike, do a quick U turn and fuck off back to that weird blue pub at the foot of the hill while they feasted on his lycra clad buttocks.

"I'd bite them first, then shit on their lawn."

This!

I run this game plan every Sunday morning. Do you ride that route alone? I go with a friend and I figure you only need to be quicker than the guy you're with. I'd kick him off his bike, do a quick U turn and fuck off back to that weird blue pub at the foot of the hill while they feasted on his lycra clad buttocks.

That is a well thought out plan. Beat your buddy. Getting an ego boost and not mauled to your lycra clad death.

The only way I will ever get anywhere on a bike before that fucker is by feeding his arse to those beasts. One day. One victorious day.

when mountain biking back home the advice for dealing with a bear encounter is to get off your bike, hold it between you and the bear as a shield and slowly back away. probably works for dogs. though the one time i did see a bear while cycling, i opted to pedal like hell instead. dogs i just put the boot to.

Makes "little" Rottweilers seem not so scary....

I saw a bear whilst cycling not too long ago, I think I was on Canal street.

Are you the only cyclist in the village?

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'.

On the rare occasions I attempt to ride the full length of Mott Street, the dogs have given no trouble. That, I suspect, is simply because the noise of a bike being ridden and pushed are quite different, and at that stage of the hill I'm alongside the bike rather than on it.

That's put me off using this hill for practice, particularly as we have a cat at home, and if they got loose I'm not taken on the idea of being their new squeaky toy.

When I was 17 and living in (very rural) North Wales, cycling back from work one night I got attacked by 5 or so badgers. They were chilling out in the middle of the road and I figured they'd scatter when I got closer.
They didn't, and instead chased me up the road for a bit trying to bite my ankles.
Nasty, TB ridden little fuckers.

How I see badgers:

How you see badgers:

How Badgers see you

3< is fart

I rehomed a bike chasing dog. When it went out into the shed and saw it was full of bikes it cowered and whimpered.
One day a bike parked in the garden fell over onto the dog, she was found an hour later in the local park, she had run off, she was so scared. That was her "Oh Shit" moment. Or one of them.

Must have been a bit like that bit at the end of Toy Story when all the toys come alive in front of the horrible kid that would break them. "Oh dear god, no! I swear I'll never chase another bike again"

When I was 17 and living in (very rural) North Wales, cycling back from work one night I got attacked by 5 or so badgers. They were chilling out in the middle of the road and I figured they'd scatter when I got closer.
They didn't, and instead chased me up the road for a bit trying to bite my ankles.
Nasty, TB ridden little fuckers.

I'm actually quite jealous of this. I've never even seen a (live) badger, despite living in the countryside for 18 years :(

When I was 17 and living in (very rural) North Wales, cycling back from work one night I got attacked by 5 or so badgers. They were chilling out in the middle of the road and I figured they'd scatter when I got closer.
They didn't, and instead chased me up the road for a bit trying to bite my ankles.
Nasty, TB ridden little fuckers.

I was once mountain biking outside grand teton national park in jackson, wyoming. riding the single track back to my truck i came upon a badger in the track. he seemed to be frightened of me because he was running pretty hard, but any time i got close, he turned and bared his teeth at me. but still wouldn't get out of the track. a badger, even in a hurry, doesn't move very fast. i tried to go around, but the sage brush slowed me down enough i couldn't pass and even then he was threatening me. finally after about a half mile he ran off into the brush and let me pass.

i don't know about the TB, but they are nasty little fuckers.

At least we don't get honey badgers over here.
http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=4r7wHMg5Yjg&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D4r7wHMg5Yjg&gl=GB

Anyone else come off in the snow?

i was popping mad skidz

So was I! Thats what led me to doing highgate hill on my face!