Simon joined road.cc as news editor in 2009 and is now the site’s community editor, acting as a link between the team producing the content and our readers. A law and languages graduate, published translator and former retail analyst, he has reported on issues as diverse as cycling-related court cases, anti-doping investigations, the latest developments in the bike industry and the sport’s biggest races. Now back in London full-time after 15 years living in Oxford and Cambridge, he loves cycling along the Thames but misses having his former riding buddy, Elodie the miniature schnauzer, in the basket in front of him.
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A few weeks back, on the club ride, we had to slow down a bit for some sheep in the road. They sort of wandered through a hedge and into a field so we carried on. Wish I'd captured it on video.
A bat flew into me a couple of years ago. I probably have psychological scars but I just butch it out.
I was once briefly chased by a small-ish black bear while mountain biking in New Jersey; He scurried down a tree as I rode past, then chased me up a singletrack rise, as I slowed through a muddy section just past the bear's tree. I pedaled for my life, and when I turned back again at the top of the hill, (s)he was gone.
Another time I nearly rode right into a huge Kodiak grizzly in Alaska. That time I stopped short. We stared at each other until my blood started running again, then I very slowly walked the bike back about five yards, turned it slowly around, and again rode for dear life. That big bear could probably have caught and eaten me if it wanted, but it may have been stuffed on trash from a nearby dump.
Road cycling is nice.
a squirrel nearly ran straight into my front wheel once, a farm dog once barked at me and chased me for 20 metres, and I'm sure I once swallowed a large moth - apologies for the lameness of uk wildlife
That was Peter Sagan, not a bear.
Not just bears sh1t in the woods.
A great video, and a nice change from the usual cycle path stuff! Slovakia is breathtaking, and not far from where I live. Thousands more wolves and bears are living here in the Carpathian mountains and forests too. Give it a try; I am sure you will love it.
Recently I was in a similar situation when a bear jumped out of the forest and started to chase me. Urgently, I was desperately forced to escape, but not to worry I had the situation under control riding a Kinesis CX Race in pale blue, and descending flat out on 32mm Continental Race X King Kevlar folding tyres at the recommended tyre pressures. However, at the bottom of the mountain, the path was completely blocked by Bruno, King of the Bears, his brutal pack, and forced to stop. Surrounded and fearing for my life I asked: " What's all this about then?"
"Calm down," he answered, " we just want to have a look at your new set of Anipura Travel Pack Bags we heard you just received from the UK. Wow, cool man, I got to have some of these! The bag on the top tube is great for a pot of honey, eat it on the fly, and lots more in the seat bag. Like the colour, where can I get some? Of course, due to our weight most bears use steel frames but that's okay, they make great adventure 'bikes. Yes, adventure 'bikes that's the way to go.
Thank's Bruno, see you sometime. Cheers mate.'
Yeah, see you."
I bet these guys could bear-ly believe what happened and, if this was me, there would definitely be evidence of Pooh. Agree with the other posters though and I have no idea why they paws-ed to see where the bear was off to.
You don't get that around here, makes the suicidal rabbits and pheasants seem almost welcome.
One of those may-come-in-handy bits of advice I learned was that if you're being chased by a bear, try and run downhill: Their short front legs means that they're slower when running down a slope.
If I were to test this theory though, I think I'd want ~200mm of travel front and rear too.
I think that I would want to be faster than my mate and he can be carrying the bacon sandwiches.
Marmalade sandwiches, surely ?
When I was in Spitsbergen some years back I received a safety briefing before heading out of the main town of Longyearben. A lot of this focussed on what to do if chased by a polar bear. Basically, a bear can outprint a horse over a 400m distance. And a fully grown male polar bear, the world's largest on land predator, can weigh close to 1 tonne. If you're unlucky enough to be chased by one, you can't outrun it. You can either play dead or hope that the old rifle you have with you (leaving the town without a rifle is not advisable) actually works.
Inkjet or laser... or are we talking offset litho?
it's because they evolved from cows. Cows can't walk downstairs.
Conversely, if chased by wolves, climb a tree. Dogs can't look up, as Big Al tells us.
ever since I read that Dervla Murphy had been attacked by wolves while cycling (she was the one cycling, not the wolves), and had shot them, I have always carried a small puncture repair kit, a pump and a pair of loaded [1] "Cyclist's Friends".
They're also handy in case of attack by tramps, although the advertisement doesn't make clear whether they mean itinerants, or loose women, so I just shoot them all if they get too close.
https://www.flickr.com/photos/carltonreid/11328882013/
[1] I believe this is why it's called "fully-loaded touring".
Maybe where it headed to was where the trail goes next?
Why did they stop near it!
Wait mate, stop. There's a bear here, was chasing you a moment ago. Hang here for a sec!
Sh*t myself have you!