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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.
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Absolutely belting it towards old st roundabout city bound white van behind me, we go around the roundabout, I take the 2nd turnoff left as I do, I notice the twat is overtaking me on the corner in my lane!!! He cuts too close to me causing me to be plastered to the side of his van around the corner at about 25+... Bike slants right over as he accelerates away leaving me sliding the length of the white coffin. If I had gone down I would have been wheel fodder. Really would have been violent had I not been so rattled. That's my oh shit
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So my commute from leicester sq to leytonstone ended up being fun more than anything else. But was riding in the tyre tracks and off the slush by the curb and a lovely fellow in a motorcar decided to tailgate me and hoot 50m from a redlight because I was slowing down. (Dropped bike and did terminator walk to him. He apologised) but other than a little altercation and a few hairy slides it was alright. Ps. Spesh armadillos are awesome.
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To the baby blue ss with red rims... Nice, undertake me and then skip lights without looking. Dooshbag