What adventures have we been up to this week?
Sorry fans, but we've been on no crazy hikes or adventures this past weekend. So I'll just have to explain a "normal" week to you and hope that you like it.
On the bike path to work there is one part of the sidewalk that is almost completely flooded out. Fortunately, there is a 1-foot gap that usually is dry. There is some drainage problem on the hill there so the puddle stays there and festers forever. Anyways, on the way home sometime early in the week (or last week?) I noticed another biker coming the other way and we were timed such that we would collide right at the 1-foot wide safe passage. Always eager to show off my mountain biking skillz, I turned off the sidewalk onto the grass beside the flooded out section to allow the other guy to take the dry sidewalk route. Of course, I didn't realize until too late that the puddle was not localized to the sidewalk but extended out into the grass as well. The grass was not growing out of solid earth at all, but rather a deep mixture of soft, fine mud. Instantly my bike sunk about 6 inches and slowed down dramatically. I hit it at high enough speed so as to be able to ride through it (as opposed to stopping in the middle and tipping over), and my fat tires churned up the foul mixture into the air with the most delightful "SPLUSH" sound. I had my eyes ahead of me the whole time, but judging by the mess I saw all over the sidewalk and road the next day, I'm sure I must have sprayed not only the other biker but also the cars on the busy road right next to us. So how did I fare? Well, I had the splash guard fender things on both of my wheels so the mud was mostly deflected from me (likely to the dismay of the other biker and cars), but I did not escape unscathed. One of the pedals must have hit the mud and caused a bit to spray up on my calves and knees. The mud also jammed up the brakes so they made a terrible loud noise when applied - causing everybody to turn around and look. If you saw a guy wearing shorts (well, don't you wear shorts to work, too? :) ) with wet brown crud dripping from his legs, what would you think? If ever you find yourself in such a situation, here's what you do - find a paper bag to put on your head and cover your face, or get home as fast as possible and don't make eye contact with anybody.
My bike still has mud all over it, but I plan on not cleaning it as a symbol of pride.
Mountain bikes are supposed to be muddy :)
