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On my commute to work, last week, I encountered a leopard,taking a husky for a walk.
(Ok, it was a woman in a leopard onesie)
Surely a cougar?
Sorry 😛
Nope - she was much younger than me (just a cub, really)
Bears…much more scary than reindeer.
I'll raise you swans and Canada Geese, either can break your arm!
A large (prob 12" or so) pink rubber dick laying near an uncomfortable looking gent in a Vauxhall Corsa in Castell Coch's Forest Fawr car park. Both had gone when we came back through ten minutes later.
Kangaroos, emus, and occasionally a mid sized child pushing up the trail. Kangaroos being the most hazardous as they never hang around as evidence for your riding mates to witness once you’ve hit them!
Burnt out APC
Riding on the path past Charlie's summer residence in the Cairngorms, we were surprised when a red deer ran out of the undergrowth and tried to jump the fence. The jump didn't work but it did get the armed policeman out of his sentry box pointing his gun at the deer and therefore us as we were behind the deer.
On Porridgepot, just descending into Watership Down and our way was blocked by a fabulously sweary old lady and her dog. And her mobility scooter. She'd been trying to go up it (reasonably tricky on a bike) and had managed to roll it on one of the corners. She'd got it back upright but it was now facing the wrong way so we had to turn it round for her and send her back down.
"I suppose you're going to put that on fackin' facebook now" was her gratitude.... "already is, love" was the answer.
A massive Stag, full on antlers and about 7ft tall.
Not away in the highlands, just past the cafe at the Devils Punchbowl, Hindhead, Surrey.
On Porridgepot, just descending into Watership Down and our way was blocked by a fabulously sweary old lady and her dog
This just reminded me of a ride, with only the tenuous connection of a grumpy old woman. We were dropping off a ridge that is popular with walkers on sunny days - it's a fast, rocky, wide descent with plenty of room for everyone. An old woman stood glaring at us from the side, while we hooliganned it down the far side. She may even have harumphed. A bit further down there was a family, young kids and parents, walking up, so we slowed again. The father stopped, watched us and said out loud, 'That looks brilliant!' 😀
No trail obstacles involved sorry, although I once saw a guinea pig in the middle of nowhere, have ridden over a peacock's tail, made a horse physically jump with surprise, ridden past people having sex, past people dressed to explore a dungeon, caught a £20 note randomly flying past me in the wind, been told to be careful of the bomb squad defusing a bomb during a bike race. There is plenty more...
Met a fella and his wee lad half way down the last descent y Y Wal a while back, grabbed the anchors and missed him by inches. He thought he was walking up a footpath, Same as the group of old ladies I met at Afan one of whom declared she'd been walking the path since she was a girl, when I pointed out the trail she was on had only been built in the last couple of years she started to argue but was pulled away by her apologising friends!
Boar 'tother day but it didn't run away. I backed off.
Years ago when motorcycle green laning in mid Wales, we found a lane blocked with at least one whopping big trailer load of carrots. We did our best not to do too much damage but there were too many to move. Several found their way into people bum bags (unknow to them) and at least one went up a tail pipe.
Not an MTB ride, but did a 250 mile in 24 hour event from Manchester to London a few years ago, going through Coventry about 2am, a very “refreshed” (read… absolutely f*cked off her head) young lady, staggered in to the road and pointed at the group and said “why have you got wheels on…” then fell over…
Was probably Lady Godiva...
had a crash at porridge pots, cut my knee open and turned out to be due a flute sticking out of the ground...
