Vernon had an appointment up on the far side of Cromer this morning. So he
popped Gino in the back of the car and we set off. He's off to see a client
& then down into the office in Norwich and I cycled home. 40 miles with a
headwind all the way. I had a Lycra headband on over my ears and I was glad
of it. Even with a base layer, arm warmers, long-sleeved jersey & waterproof
I was chilling fast on the downhill bits. But it was invigorating and
remarkably traffic-free on the lanes. Had a great ride until I was less than
five miles from home. Coming through Longham, a woman was reversing out of
her driveway. She didn't see the cyclist on the road and kept on reversing.
So the cyclist hammers on the brakes & stops as there's no room to go
anywhere as the 4x4 is taking up the entire width of the lane as it's
completely across it.
Then the cyclist realises that her bike is falling over whilst she is still
attached to it.
I did a 'Nathan' and ended up half in the verge, half on the road with the
bike on top of me. My left knee was getting intimately acquainted with the
tarmac and I've pulled my left calf muscle & wrenched my left arm. On the
plus side, the bike is fine.
To her credit, the driver stopped, and was very concerned. She got the bike
off me & helped me up and asked if I needed anything - doc, hospital, phone
etc.
No damage to bike or my attire and I've just got a bruised, stiff knee,
pulled calf muscle & sore left arm. I can't get too worked up about it as
the driver was very concerned - unlike the swine who did a hit&run on
Vernon. And if I'd managed to unclip in time, I wouldn't have gone over
anyhow.
So that's me off the bike for a few days. B*gg*r, feck, b*gg*r, damnation,
infected follicles and all of that.
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