I always have to say hello to cows, sheep and horses when I ride past them in a field.
I’d not thought about it but I do exactly the same… Pretty much every time. I have no idea why but I always have said “hello” to livestock as I pass on a bike. Weird…
I mostly say “get off the **** road, you daft bastard” – mostly horses but cows donkeys and sometimes pigs 👿
(the deer, on the other hand, never really a problem)
off road I say hello to them just so they don’t suddenly run across the trail – dozy ****
Always say hello to the aliens that live in the bunker under the weird little building in the middle of nowhere on my local loop ( combination of too much x files and riding on military land) 😆
Rarely speak to anything or anyone while riding although the other night I was enagaged by a group of 15 or so OAPs who were trying their best to walk down a descent that is my personal bit of Leogang without falling over
There was a bit of good-natured banter but some of them were like totally oblivious to everything and everybody, even their own companions
nay at horses.. karaoke down hill, wave / nod at other road riders. I get more of a reaction / acknowledgement from the horse tbh.. must be the snobby locals round here.
I hiss at geese on the towpath that are a bit close, seems to warn them off (had a few go for me in the past), “maaaaaa” at sheep, occasionally “moo” at cows and of course I bellow “**** OFF!” at out of control dogs that start to give chase, that normally sees them off.
Plus I tap a rhythm on my shifters.
you can hyper extend shimano brakes, I some times click out a rhythm on those 🙂
I have imaginary conversations with mates who aren’t there. Sometimes it’ll be talking about some bike purchase, but usually it’s describing the trails and telling them what to look out for and so on, as if I am guiding them around my trails for the first time.
you can hyper extend shimano brakes, I some times click out a rhythm on those
I used to have Avid mechanical levers which made a very satisfying clonk when you let them go; I was always tapping out tunes on them. I replaced them with new hydraulic ones last weekend, so I’m not sure what I’m going to do to pass the time now…
I always talk to horses. They never talk back though, which is disappointing.
I generally talk to rabbits too. But usually only the ones who leap from the relative safety of a field, only to run across my path to get back to where, I can only assume, is what they consider safe coverage. Stoopid animals.
“BaaaaaBQ” to lambs
“I hate cows” to cows
“*uck off” to rabbits that try and run in front of me
And I talked to myself constantly about how I’m feeling, what’s up with my bike, the weather, the trail, basically everything.
Most of the times I shout some dirty Polish words on them, with a smile – the livestock think I’m a nice gentleman while I release my life frustration 😆
I don’t smile to squirrels though. They are deadly mother******s.
If I’m on my road bike I also commentate to myself as it riding in the break in a Classic, the voice is always Sean Kelly, “he’s really on the rivet here”
Yep, hello to all the animals from me too. My mates think I’m Dr Dolittle 😆
I’ve seen, what I pressume to be, the same owl loads of times in the same area on night rides. He’s always greeted with an [Arnie ON] “Owl be back” [/ Arnie OFF]
There’s a corner at Glentress called Cliff Richard, so I tend to say that when I go round it. The one after the one after it is called Molehill and it gets a name check too. I occasionally call the one in-between Innominate due to an in-joke from an entirely different time and place.