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This story reminded me of when Ian & I were mtn biking near his uncle's house on the North Island in NZ (nz ladies-out back of Ohiwa harbour to Whakatane). Whilst stopped somewhere on a gravel road, Ian threw a dead possum @ me. Luckily it hadn't been run over, it was just dead..
anywho...
http://www.nzherald.co.nz/topic/stor...ectid=10502292
Poor hedgehog!
Lessee,
Pennies, bottle of soda, rocks which reminds me-if you're a couple of kids don't throw rocks at someone on a mountain bike on the road because they might just chase you down through back yards and what-not and give you a good loud what-fer about cyclists being persons and not targets and make you wish to pieces you'd never done any such thing (yep, true), ice cubes, drink in styrofoam cup from ski lift above me, brick,
that's some of it.
Commuting through NE DC--I was chugging up a hill slowly and a few teenagers were on the sidewalk, laughing and joking around. As I passed, one of them rolled a big rock--bigger than a softball--into my front wheel. Luckily I didn't go down, but I was not a happy camper. I just kept going and changed my route after that.
I had a guy throw hot coffee all over me while sitting at red light on my bike.
Brenda
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Originally Posted by motochick
OMG. Did you get his plates?
Fireworks. Over our heads but scared the bleep outa me on a group ride in the East Bay.
Someone deliberately pitched a CD at Raleighdon it hit him in the sternum.
but the best one i know is a guy from Canada. he's 6'2" 200 pounds sort of dude. Someone threw a bag of ice at him, hit him in the chest. He had extensive bruising later. Lucky for the truck driver, he did NOT catch up to them. He did get their plates and report them..
Half-eaten hamburger--disgusting! It didn't actually hit me, but I was so shocked I didn't get the license plate number. I hope I'll have greater presence of mind if that sort of thing happens again.
I really feel for both the boy and the hedgehog.
I couldn't resist some unproductive googling. But they are really cute:
http://www.liewcf.com/blog/wp-images/porcupine-baby.jpg
http://img.metro.co.uk/i/pix/2007/05...AX_450x162.jpg
http://www.exoticnutrition.com/image...%20pix%204.jpg
A hedgehog with broken bones (after colliding with a cyclist?):
http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/200...12_468x348.jpg
And finally, how to wash a hedgehog (you've always wondered):
http://www.travelingtiger.com/pix/hedgehog.htm
Ok, sorry, I will go to work now!!!!
Those hedgehogs are so cute!!
I had a boy throw a dead bird at me in grade school. Does that mean he liked me? :p
While cycling - an unopened can of soda, general paper trash and a tin of tobacco (gotta love tobacco country!).
Assorted trash and soda/beer cans, the contents of a vehicle's ashtray, a dozen eggs in the carton. Yeesh!
I remember as a kid riding to school one morning with my friend, Robby. We had just ridden over a big speed bump in the road. A truck coming in the same direction never slowed down at all and lost his muffler and tail pipe. The pipe part spun around in the road, right where we were, and Robby's back tire went over the edge of it. It must have been searing hot because it melted his tire and blew the tube right there on the spot. It was the weirdest thing... and the guy never stopped. (this was a speed bump put in front of the school to slow drivers down. :rolleyes:)
As for deliberate, I've had bottles, food, curse words, middle fingers, whole hands reach out and hit me... :(
I've been pretty lucky thus far (knocking furiously on wood)....
I've had only 2 instances that recall. Once, last fall, someone hurled a black walnut seed pod at me. That hurt like mad. Another time, I was shot at by someone with a pellet gun. Does that count as getting "thrown" at you??
One time, when I was a kid, by brother and I got this grand idea that it would be fun to play catch with a dart. :eek: He missed and ended up with a metal dart stuck in his cheek. Needless to say, that ended that game pretty quickly!
Well as a Sand scupltor I have had a lot thrown at me! My husband had a metal skewer thrown at him from a 2nd story in a mall. Landed right next to him. Scary!
Funny I just reminding him of that and he is walking around right now saying "fricken psychopath" I hope that kid is in jail! That was 20 years ago when that happend.
I had food, rocks,toys and balls thrown at me as well. Nice people out there. And this is while we are sculpting. Oh the best for me was when someone shot a marble at the sculpture with a gun and it hit the back of my leg. I had a huge welt! And this was shot from the other side of a wall at a fair we were at in Colorado. We saw the house where it came from. We told the police on the grounds and they went to the house but the kid denied it.
it was a good thing it had not hit me in the head it wouldd have knocked me out! You would not think Sand sculpting could be dangerous?
Thanks for the reality check. Why the heck would people throw stuff at someone minding their own business and not even on the road?!?!??Quote:
Originally Posted by Brandi
Ugh, I can't believe the items you've had tossed at you while on your bikes (or in the sand). Yikes!:eek: So far (knock on wood) I've only had to deal with two close calls in which drivers seemed to want to force me off the road into a ditch. Don't know whether they were actually trying to, or simply didn't have a clue how incredibly close they came to hitting me as they passed...........Less scary, but no less startling was the beer bottle that a guy in the passenger seat of a fast-moving pick-up truck hurled at a road sign directly across the way from me. The bottle (empty) exploded as it hit the sign. Fortunately, none of the shards flew far enough across the road to hit me or get under my tires. I don't think the guys (driver, passenger) saw me until after their projectile was on its way to the sign; at any rate, I didn't get the feeling they were trying to harrass me.
I was having a great time riding home in yet another snow flurry last week, when I was hit with a burrito! Salsa and sour cream all over me and my bike! :eek: :mad: At first I thought it was snow from the wheels of a truck but then I started smelling salsa. I was pretty pissed, but my dogs were extra happy to see me that night. Plenty to lick off my shoes and bike.
Other than that, I've been hit with a golf ball, and of course the usual verbal assults. It all use to really upset me, but now I just chalk it up to stupid people doing stupid things and trust that karma will get them in the end. :p bikerHen
At least it wasn't a ROAD TACO!!!
When I was 14, my brother threw a big heavy book at me, I put my foot up to deflect it, and I broke my big toe.
Ew ew ew ew, I hate it when people touch me...especially when passing me in a car....ew ew ew ewwww!!! :eek::mad::mad::mad:Quote:
Originally Posted by Xrayted
Or how about when you see the same car driving by you over...and over........and over? Creepy! :eek:
That is so fricken rude! I would have gotten a plate # and reported them if you could. All these situations would be cosidered assult.Quote:
Originally Posted by bikerHen
He heheheheheh Assulted with mexican food! That's a good one!
I've been lucky, only cigarette ashes once, and they missed.
Oh, BF and I had eggs hurled at us from the top of a building on Elizabeth St in NYC on Halloween. Also missed :D!
When I lived in a small tourist town and rode my horse along a short stretch of road to get to the fields, people would throw beer bottles at us, swerve their cars toward us, sneak up behind and lay on the horn, sidle right up beside us and try to touch the horse, etc.
Deliberately trying to spook a horse, believe it or not, is still illegal under the highway traffic act. Horses also still have right of way on all but major thoroughfares. When you see one it is courtesy to slow down and move into the opposite lane if possible. Most people don't know that. I don't expect them to--I make sure my horse can handle traffic before I take him out. But c'mon, THROWING something at a HORSE?!
These people have no idea how the animal will react. I think they just want to see what will happen. It's the same thing when they throw objects at a cyclists: hey, what will the cyclist do? We can outrun her so it's safe! The difference is that the cyclist is a slightly more rational animal with a better concept of traffic than the horse.
After those experiences, whatever happens on the bike seems tame in comparison. I've had a few drunkards throw beer cans and food (and miss), the usual horn blasts and cat calls, middle fingers, "let's race!" getting spit on, etc. The worst thing that can happen is a fall from just a foot above the pavement--not a buck ten feet in the air onto pavemet! A bike won't spook and run straight out into traffic or take off with you, either. And if the bike gets hit by a car, you just get a new one. The horse? We're still managing injuries from a road accident that happened years ago (no vehicles involved. Freak accident).
Also two weeks ago I was running on the road and some crazy middle-aged woman swerved her SUV onto the shoulder as if she was going to hit me, then swerved back at the last second. She got the WTF?!?! arms and a solid middle finger. Too bad I missed her plates!
Usually I'm disgusted/pissed off/frustrated for a few seconds, then just laugh.
My german shepherd ate it! :)
I've just had people yell obscenities at me while I was on bike. And I did nothing illegal at the time.
As a pedestrian, i was walking home one night on a well-travelled street. Someone threw a bucket of water from the 2nd storey at home. I ran home...and immediately took a shower. Who knows what was in that upper- storied water...
I did hear from a cycling friend where upon stopping at a traffic light, a guy reached out of car....and slapped her on the bum..
While doing a duathlon I had a man grab my butt! :eek:
Not quite as erotic as it sounds. I was the biker for a team and my runner was the first one back so I was out on the bike quickly. My husband was doing the whole race and it wasn't long till he caught me. He reached over and grabbed my butt...it scared me so bad I nearly wrecked. I was so angry I could have spit nails. At first he couldn't understand my reaction then I reminded him of how angry he got at me for laying on the horn as a joke when I passed him while he was running one time. We agreed no butt grabbing while biking and running from that day on.