A couple of weeks ago, it was a sunny saturday afternoon.
There was a big market held around 7Km away, so I thought I'd ride to it and check it out.
As soon as I had locked my bike to a fence, I checked my pockets for my phone. My phone was there, my keys weren't.
So what did I do? - I rang home & asked if my keys were there.
The answer being yes, they were hanging on the hook by the front door.
I then walked 1 km to the nearest bus stop, waitied 15 mins for the next bus, took the bus home, got my keys, waited 10 mins for the next bus heading back, and had to walk 1km from the closest bus-stop to the market, unlocked my bike and rode home.
It took me over an hour to retrieve my keys and bike - definitely not one of my brightest moments.![]()
I've a knack of doing silly things like that.
In the past year, I have "misplaced" 2 sets of keys, fallen of my bike a few times because I've been in a too-high gear on a hill climb (I've still got scabs on my knee from doing that stunt last wednesday) & other silly stuff.
Happy riding
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