For those of you with a short attention span - stop reading now. This is a report of a recent ride and has neither fantastic writing ability nor any quizes. It’s also quite long. But there are a couple of photos to break things up.
Well the day dawned dark and windy for yet another day (must be about three weeks now since we had a nice calm sunny day). Yet again, for about the twentieth day in the past month I gave up the idea that I would like to ride for miles on my N36 to train for the 58 mile bikeathon in July. Debated whether to give up on the idea all together because I’m getting so stressed about not being able to train. Then decided to shelter from the weather in the woods on my Muni.
I decided to ride a route I had ridden once before. It goes through a small wood for about a mile, then out onto a quiet country road for about half a mile or so and then on through another wood. Last time I had ridden it I hadn’t got very far through the second woods because it was nearly lunch time and I was hungry so I had decided to go home instead. This time I took a couple of biscuits.
The ride started well. Through a quiet woods that were blue with bluebells. Very pretty and very fragrant. Nothing very challenging, just an earth footpath through the woods. Very peaceful. At least it was until I heard some people talking and then I heard shooting. I didn’t want to be accidentally shot, not even in the name of unicycling. I knew I was on a public footpath that had no ‘Danger shooting’ signs on it but I’m also unfamiliar with the laws on shooting and whether there was a particular time of the year when you should keep out of the woods if you don’t want to be shot, and so on. Not wanting to be shot I decided get out of there. I decided instead, to ride down the road that ran down beside the woods as, when I had been there last time I had decided this road was the one on which I would have come out on at the other end of the wood.