Hot and Sandy

Travel writing, pictures and stuff for people I know. Quite a lot of cycling talk, and some semi-controlled ranting. Hiking, outdoor and two-wheeled stuff, perhaps a little computing when it's worth talking about. Meandering thoughts.

Thursday, August 10


A  new one today - I got spat at by a fellow cyclist.  He was even riding a fixie (a nice orange Roberts with yellow mudguards.)  If you read this you should be ashamed. 

I suppose it serves me right for having a stealthy, silent bike.  Ticks, rubs and clicking drive me mad, so I can only assume he didn't see me as I approached like a killer-ninja cyclist. He emptied 'both barrels' onto the road - and my lower leg. Yuck. And no apology! Perhaps he was trying to stop me from getting a tow?


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