As soon as the clouds burnt off this morning and the temperature began to rise I knew it was time to get out and bag a couple of hours in the saddle. There was no plan today just ride somewhere and enjoy the sunshine before it got too hot.
Somewhere initially took me past the scene of a wildfire in a local field last night. A guy was deploying his drone at a gateway to the field and I had to hop over a big hosepipe draped across a road junction which had obviously been used to pump some scarce water to put the fire out. All seemed in hand though and the road that was closed had been reopened too.
I decided to ride out to Redditch and despite feeling yesterday’s bash ride in the legs, I felt good so I rolled along pushing on a bit. Through Headless Cross I got a lick on across The Ridgeway through Astwood Bank and decided to keep the speed high and uninterrupted so I rode out Wheetley Bank where a right would give me a long stretch to open the taps and get a fast first hour in out towards Flyford Flavell. 21mph for the first hour. Not bad.
It was here, as I sped past the cafe, I caught a glimpse of my friend Howard and his daughter Laura enjoying a pit stop. I stopped and turned around with the intention of just saying hi but the allure of some coffee and a croissant was too much to bear so I invited myself and joined them lol.
Refreshments done we rolled back through the lanes together for a bit before I left them at Shell Ford and continued on home through the lanes.
Into Bromsgrove, which for once was light on traffic. I cut through to a cycle path but just as I was about to ride onto it two scrotes on MTB’s just piled out of a side road in front of me. Didn’t even look and god knows what would have happened if I’d been a car. I said ‘..you need to look where you going..” to which the reply was ‘Fuck off, you twat‘. Which I think they thought was funny. Well if anyone knows me that’s like a red rag to a bull. I stopped and when they saw me turn round they sped off but had no chance as I sprinted upto them. I had no intention of touching them, just to make them think I might. As I drew level I said ‘..what did you say?’ and then one veered left into the other and they both crashed hard. I rode off muttering to myself…‘I told you to watch where you were going. Serves you right you little c**t..’ and off home I went.
Kharma
Adios