I managed to get up at a normal 0500hrs this morning which meant my joyous dawn pedal in from yesterday morning was transformed into a dark slog along the cut with just the odd Blackbird for company, until I got to Brindley Place (Birmingham City Centre), where the Canadian Geese were flocking on the towpath in large numbers doing their level best to block me and to wake the entire City with their honking.
A serious piece of hard won advice from me to you Dear Reader: If you come across Water Fowl of any description while pedalling along a towpath or river bank DO NOT under any circumstances try to get past them water side of them. Always ride between them and the bankside. If you do try to go between them and the water they’ll panic and try and go through you to get to the safety of the canal, pond or river. All that will result in is maybe you coming off your bike and maybe going in the drink or injury to the bird. Neither of which is to be recommended unless you’re deliberately going for Goose or Duck for Sunday Dinner.
Yesterday’s pedal home was again without incident and I got back home in well under the hour and feeling in pretty good shape. Cock Hill was powered up out of the saddle and I got my second ever overtake in on the hill just before the Dingle Pub (or what’s left of it). A bloke about my age on a MTB was victim number 2, bring ’em on!
As Redbikes was talking about his Bike test yesterday I thought I’d stick in a gratuitous photo of my Bike. A Kawasaki ZX 636. It’s a summer toy that sits in my garage most of the year. I love it dearly but it might have to go to fund my ever increasing cycling addiction.