Don't you always see the most cool "garbage day" stuff waiting at the street when you're on your bike? I saw two complete sets of kids sized skis and poles - I just couldn't strap them to my back!Maybe it's time to buy a Burley trailer?
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Don't you always see the most cool "garbage day" stuff waiting at the street when you're on your bike? I saw two complete sets of kids sized skis and poles - I just couldn't strap them to my back!Maybe it's time to buy a Burley trailer?
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OK. The TBRF story is a classic. That is a great story, Nanci. I am curious about why f-e-t-u-s always comes up bright red, though. And, I seriously doubt that the guys' discussion board has anything with that word in it!
I have a particular fondness for large nails or metal pieces. The other day, I found a piece of metal, broken off, with just the word "GO" on it. Probably part of a car name plate. I brought that home and leaned it up against my clock. If I bought home all the twisted metal I'm attracted to, my dining room would look like a junkyard! I usually just let it lay. As others have said, how do you lose one shoe and just carry on? I suspect drunkenness in that one.
uk eliphant, LOVE the cat carrier! I bet I could easily strap the cat carrier on my back rack, and I also have a soft carrier that I could probably sling across my back. That would be an interesting ride....mmmmrrrrroooooowwwwwww!
Run like a dachshund! Ride like a superhero! Swim like a three-legged cat!
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OMG! The cat carrier pic is SO great!love that... hope the kitty is doing well now...
OK.. the only thing I ever picked up beside the road was what appeared to be a purebred German Shepherd puppy someone dumped... it was making little noises and we rode past it on an uphill... slow enough to see what it was... stopped the bikes, called for a ride home and the little guy went to the pound (had some water and part of a PBJ as well... all we had with us!)... they gave him all his shots and exam and we called back every day... the first day he was up for adoption he found a good home with a couple who already had a GS and never expected to find such a great looking pup at the pound... if he had not been adopted quickly, I'd be living with him now!I picture him at the dog park with his big brother now...
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There is a fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness".
On a small group ride we found a beautiful black kitten with the brightest green eyes. Someone had just dumped her. One of riders kept her and named her Pita -- Pain in the a%$. Fortunately one of the cyclists had on her back pack and Pita rode in there quite nicely. Happy ending!
There is a toilet on the side of a road we ride regularly. But I don't want to take it home.It's sitting about 10 feet off the side of the road...bathroom break anyone?
yesterday-A bright yellow rubber! Used! I think it was yellow cause it was glow in the dark maybe? It is lovers lane out there where I ride. that is why I don't go after dark! Someone might throw it out a window and hit me! Yuck!![]()
Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.
> Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life!
If you did your search on the word fetus, it would be highlighted in every thread.Originally Posted by Lise
do you know why?Originally Posted by snapdragen
Run like a dachshund! Ride like a superhero! Swim like a three-legged cat!
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It would be that way for any search word. Kind of a "See! Here's your search word!"Originally Posted by Lise
Ahhhh! Thank you! That makes sense.Originally Posted by snapdragen
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Run like a dachshund! Ride like a superhero! Swim like a three-legged cat!
TE Bianchi Girls Rock
I must admitt I found no odd things beside the road... Once I saw a deer runing next to me, and than run right in front of me to the other part of the road. It was quite a scenery. I had to put on a brake so I don't hit herI could already see a headline in our newspapers ... Crasy bike driver run over inocent deer...
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though i didn't find anything unusual, my DH did, he once found a new leather motorbike jacket. He was just returning home from 10days ride with his friend. They couldn't posibly found out whom did it belong to, so they've sold it to some bikers and went to a restaurant and eat first proper meal after 10 days.
"Life is not measured with the quantity of breaths you take, but with the quantity of moments that took your breath away..."