Saturday, March 04, 2006

Iceman? Not me

Grrrrr. Entirely my own fault is the following story, so I've no-one to blame and in a way it serves me fully to rights!

It's been a gorgeously sunny day here today, and by about mid-morning all of the ice had melted on the main roads so I did head out on the bike in the end, because it's too much fun not to. And a very gorgeous episode of riding was had! Except I kinda forgot that on little backstreets in York where the sun doesnt shine, the surfaces might still be covered with lethal black ice. Which they were. Having forgotten about the possibility, I was suddenly surprised to be all over the floor and bike dumped on the road, much to the horror of passing pedestrians. Who were very helpful in lifting up the bike again, may they have a good whack of karma for it! I'm fine too, but I've scraped my handle-stop and the left side again (the side that took it from the ice before, coincidence?) and fractured off a large bit of the wind-break. So not only is the wing mirror buggered on the right side still - must ring about that - but I need to replace the windbreak at some point too. What an ARSE. Bike beginning to look really tatty, I'm just going to have to accept that it's a load of money down the tube and just ride it into the ground! Or be aware that I'm going to get jack-shit for it as a trade-in, since it's the cosmetic damage that is the most expensive to fix, it seems.

Anyhow, GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. And not in a bear-y good kinda way.

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