Maybe I blogged too soon about the weather. Although generally I don’t believe in fate and superstition, perhaps this once I have overstepped a mark (what that mark is I’m not entirely sure with this strange belief system!). After the start of the slow thaw I thought I would be safe on the bike. I know how to handle winter roads on 2 wheels… or so I thought. I should take a long hard look at myself in future and a) trust my first instincts and b) not spout on about the winter wonderland being so benign. This morning folks I fell off my bike in spectacular style less than 2 miles from home. I broke only my pride but have the scrapes and bruises to show for it, including the nice shiner seen below. At least it will start the conversations tomorrow.
Reclaiming the AbandonedBicycle 