OMG thought I'd share the trauma (cheaper than therapy)
A few weeks back I was early for my wedensday night ride so nipped out for an hour ebfore the rendezvous. Took the FP out along the Tyne to enjoy the swoopyness and get buzzed by the nettles.
Near the end I caught up with a woman who was walking away from me.. would she see me? Would she notice me? Do I use the noisy freehub or the bell?
The trail narrowed with bushes and trees on the sides. As I would have to slow down to pass anyway, I decided to slow right down, then use the 'Pro 2 buzz' while within earshot to give her time to move aside... if I was lucky.
She head me, stopped and turned.
"Hello!" said I, and shot her a dazzling smile. Like this -----> except sweatier.
"Hello." She replied with a smile of her own and stepped to the side.
"Thank you!" I grinned and rode past. Not too fast and giving as wide a berth as I could.
I was just in time to see the colours and epic skies from High Warden as the sun was going down. I chased the last of the light on the way down the grassy hillside.
A week later we were in the Lakes and remarked on the walkers there and how we would regularly get a mouthful* from them as they moved over for us.
* of encouragement