Disk Brakes: New Problem Identified

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The absence of disk brakes on my front wheel has undoubtedly possibly
certainly probably saved the life of at least one (grey) squirrel in
the past. I think they imagine there are no spokes in there and try
to run through the gap. On the occasion I have in mind I was pootling
down an empty street at about the speed limit (OK, so it's a 20mph zone)
and it was loping across the road and made a leap for my front wheel
as I passed. It was tossed up and about three or four yards ahead of
me and gathered itself up and ran back smartish to the same side of the
road.

I did not attribute the power of imagination to a squirrel, I did not.

Geraint Jones said:

[email hidden] wrote:
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The absence of disk brakes on my front wheel has undoubtedly possibly
certainly probably saved the life of at least one (grey) squirrel in
the past.

A good excuse to get disk brakes IMO.

Geraint Jones said:

[email hidden] wrote:
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| Contains scenes of serious and possibly fatal injury.

The absence of disk brakes on my front wheel has undoubtedly possibly
certainly probably saved the life of at least one (grey) squirrel in
the past. I think they imagine there are no spokes in there and try
to run through the gap. On the occasion I have in mind I was pootling
down an empty street at about the speed limit (OK, so it's a 20mph zone)
and it was loping across the road and made a leap for my front wheel
as I passed. It was tossed up and about three or four yards ahead of
me and gathered itself up and ran back smartish to the same side of the
road.

I did not attribute the power of imagination to a squirrel, I did not.

More fool you then..

This one is quite well travelled:

enjoy ;-)
...d
---------
An original true story, written by a Battalion Fire Chief in a
Mississippi
town.
EVIL MUTANT ATTACK SQUIRREL OF DEATH
I never dreamed slowly cruising on my motorcycle through a residential
neighborhood could be so incredibly dangerous! Little did I suspect. I
was
on Brice Street - a very nice neighborhood with perfect lawns and slow
traffic. As I passed an oncoming car; a brown, furry missile shot out
from
under it and tumbled to a stop immediately in front of me.
It was a squirrel and must have been trying to run across the road when
it
encountered the car. I really was not going very fast, but there was no

time to brake or avoid it -- it was that close. I hate to run over
animals
and I really hate it on a motorcycle but a squirrel should pose no
danger.
I barely had time to brace for the impact. Animal lovers, never fear.
Squirrels, I discovered, can take care of themselves!
Inches before impact, the squirrel flipped to his feet. He was standing
on
his hind legs and facing my oncoming Harley with steadfast resolve in
his
beady little eyes. His mouth opened and at the last possible second, he

screamed and leapt! I am pretty sure the scream was squirrel for,
"Banzai!"
or maybe, "Die you heathen scum!"
The leap was nothing short of spectacular! He shot straight up, flew
over my
windshield and impacted me squarely in the chest. Instantly, he set
upon
me. If I did not know better, I would have sworn he brought 20 of his
little buddies along for the attack. Snarling, hissing and tearing at
my
clothes, he was a frenzy of activity. As I was dressed only in a light
T-shirt, summer riding gloves and jeans this was a bit of a cause for
concern. This furry little tornado was doing some damage!
Picture a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in
jeans, a
T-shirt, and leather gloves, puttering at maybe 25 mph down a quiet
residential street and in the fight of his life with a squirrel. And
losing...
I grabbed for him with my left hand. After a few misses, I finally
managed
to snag his tail. With all my strength, I flung the evil rodent off to
the
left of the bike, almost running into the right curb as I recoiled from
the
throw. That should have done it. The matter should have ended right
there.
It really should have. The squirrel could have sailed into one of the
pristinely kept yards and gone on about his business, and I could have
headed home. No one would have been the wiser. But this was no ordinary

squirrel. This was not even an ordinary angry squirrel. This was an
EVIL
MUTANT ATTACK SQUIRREL OF DEATH!
Somehow he caught my gloved finger with one of his little hands and
with the
force of the throw, swung around and with a resounding thump and an
amazing
impact, he landed squarely on my BACK and resumed his rather antisocial
and
extremely distracting activities. He also managed to take my left glove
with
him!
The situation was not improved. Not improved at all. His attacks were
continuing, and now I could not reach him. I was startled, to say the
least.
The combination of the force of the throw, only having one hand
(the throttle hand) on the handlebars and my jerking back unfortunately
put
a healthy twist through my right hand an into the throttle. A healthy
twist
on the throttle of a Harley can only have one result: TORQUE!
This is what the Harley is made for and she is very, very good at it.
The
engine roared and the front wheel left the pavement. The squirrel
screamed
in anger. The Harley screamed in ecstasy. I screamed in... well, I just

plain screamed. Now picture a large man on a huge black and chrome
cruiser,
dressed in jeans, a slightly squirrel-torn t-shirt, wearing only one
leather
glove and roaring at maybe 50 mph and rapidly accelerating down a quiet

residential street on one wheel, with a demonic squirrel of death on
his
back. The man and the squirrel are both screaming bloody murder.
With the sudden acceleration I was forced to put my other hand back on
the
handlebars and try to get control of the bike. This was leaving the
mutant
squirrel to his own devices but I really did not want to crash into
somebody's tree, house or parked car. Also, I had not yet figured out
how to
release the throttle... my brain was just simply overloaded. I did
manage
to mash the back brake, but it had little effect against the massive
power
of the big cruiser.
About this time the squirrel decided that I was not paying sufficient
attention to this very serious battle (maybe he was an evil mutant NAZI

attack squirrel of death), and he came around my neck and got INSIDE my

full-face helmet with me. As the faceplate closed part way, he began
hissing
in my face. I am quite sure my screaming changed intensity.
It had little effect on the squirrel, however. The RPMs on the Dragon
maxed
out (since I was not bothering with shifting at the moment), so her
front
end started to drop.
Now picture a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in
jeans, a very raggedly torn T-shirt, wearing only one leather glove,
roaring at probably 80 mph, still on one wheel, with a large puffy
squirrel's tail sticking out of the mostly closed full-fac helmet. By
now,
the screams are probably getting a little hoarse.
Finally I got the upper hand.... I managed to grab his tail again,
pulled
him out of my helmet, and slung him to the left as hard as I could.
This
time it worked ... sort-of. Spectacularly sort-of... so to speak.
Picture a new scene. You are a cop. You and your partner have pulled
off on
a quiet residential street and parked with your windows down to do some

paperwork. Suddenly a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser,
dressed
in jeans, a torn T-shirt flapping in the breeze and wearing only one
leather
glove, moving at probably 80 mph on one wheel, and screaming bloody
murder
roars by and with all his strength throws a live squirrel grenade
directly
into your police car.
I heard screams. They weren't mine... 😄

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"Just zis Guy, you know?" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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Quoted message said:

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Contains scenes of serious and possibly fatal injury.

Guy

On the plus side, if the cyclist is an impoverised student, there's the
day's protein intake for free. As Nathan has spotted, any time he
accomapnies me to the UEA campus in Norwich, which has an abundance of
rabbits running about the place, "A student wouldn't starve here." ;-)

Cheers, helen s

Just zis Guy said:

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Contains scenes of serious and possibly fatal injury.

Guy
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"To every complex problem there is a solution which is
simple, neat and wrong" - HL Mencken

Ha! No more than it deserved - damn tree rat.

Now, if it had been a *real* squirrel like this one:
http://www.wildlifetrust.org.uk/durham/Images/lovelysquirrel.jpg

then that *would* have been a tragedy.

--
Chris

Just zis Guy said:

http://www.livejournal.com/community/bikepirates/1331468.html?#cutid1

Contains scenes of serious and possibly fatal injury.

Of course if the caliper had been put on the front of the fork as has
been suggested elsenet, this gory accident would never have happened ;-)

--
Tony

"I did make a mistake once - I thought I'd made a mistake but I hadn't"
Anon

I submit that on or about Fri, 22 Jul 2005 11:43:19 +0100, the person
known to the court as Chris <[email hidden]> made a statement
(<[email hidden]> in Your Honour's bundle) to
the following effect:

Quoted message said:

Now, if it had been a *real* squirrel like this one:
http://www.wildlifetrust.org.uk/durham/Images/lovelysquirrel.jpg
then that *would* have been a tragedy.

That's one of those commie red squirrels - why do you think our
American cousins shipped the greys over in the first place, if not to
wipe out the Red Menace?

Guy
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