Dear So and So

[redrhodie]

Dear Squirrel,

Did you really have to stop right there, in the middle of the road, at the bottom of the hill? I knew whichever direction I decided to swerve to avoid you, you'd go that way too. So instead of running you over while you sat there, transfixed on my quickly approaching wheel, I hit the brakes and lost all momentum for getting up the next hill.

I think you thought it was funny. I'm sure the people who were walking by thought I was nuts for yelling at you. I'm glad you lived to make it up the next tree, but next time, I may just take my chances at getting by you. You've been warned.

[Crankin]

Red, my DH had a squirrel snap his fork in half in a collision about 10 years ago.
It's probably a good thing you slowed down.

[redrhodie]

Red, my DH had a squirrel snap his fork in half in a collision about 10 years ago.
It's probably a good thing you slowed down.

Really?! From hitting it, or trying to avoid it? I'd actually never not slow down for one. I'm all talk.

[Catrin]

I seem to have figured out a tone of voice that gets their attention - they either freeze in place or run the other direction. So far...

[Owlie]

I was this far away from a chipmunk on my last ride. I usually yell at them ("SQUIRREL!" in the tone of the dogs from Up works well), but this one popped up about ten inches away from my wheel. Luckily it thought better of crossing the trail in front of me.

[Roadtrip]

I was this far away from a chipmunk on my last ride. I usually yell at them ("SQUIRREL!" in the tone of the dogs from Up works well), but this one popped up about ten inches away from my wheel. Luckily it thought better of crossing the trail in front of me.

Lol. This. I can't get this out of my head now. Thank you. Thank you very much

[jessmarimba]

Dear whoever is blowing stuff up tonight:

After listening to stuff explode for the last hour, I know where you are. And I also know that ALL fireworks (even sparklers) are illegal in Denver. But most importantly - I now have the fireworks tattle-tale number for the police programmed INTO MY SPEED DIAL.

The last straw was the one you set off at 11 last night that made it sound like my house was collapsing.

Be warned,
Your exhausted neighbor

[Crankin]

Red, it was from hitting it, going down a hill at about 40 mph. Luckily, one half of the fork stayed attached and he was able to stop the bike. He was on a lunch time ride and someone, who was a cyclist, stopped and gave him a ride back to the office. When he took the bike to the LBS where the Trek dealer looked at it, they didn't believe him, either, until they saw the squirrel fur and blood on the bike.
However, Trek did not pay for a new fork, but DH did try, since it was a new bike.