On my morning commute today I was enjoying a beautiful PNW sunrise and relatively few cars on the road. About two miles down the road from my house I felt a rather substantial bug hit me in the throat and fall into my shirt (and yes, I was wearing gear too!). "Weird." was all I thought and a pretty random thing to happen since my throat was the only exposed part on me.
A few hundred yards down the road I felt something start crawling down my chest and under my right arm. Hmmmmmm.....Then it stung me. And stung me again, and again just for good measure. I started pounding where the hornet was and grabbing fistfuls of jacket hoping to squish the stupid thing as I pulled up to the stoplight. By this time I was stung so many times getting the hornet out was my priority.
Stupid me, I popped the clutch while trying to get off my bike too quickly and didn't have any hands on the bars as I was rapidly clawing at my clothing. The bike lurched and fell over on her right side. Meanwhile, I jumped onto the sidewalk and started peeling off my jacket and shirt down to skins and waving them trying to get the hornet out. Once I established that I was no longer under attack I looked up to see a police cruiser behind my bike with it's lights on and the cop laughing his *** off. I walked over to his car and explained that I just got the S stung out of me by a hornet that flew down my coat and he said "that explains it". Looking back now, I think it was probably pretty funny to watch.
Luckily, upon picking up my bike I only found minimal scratching on the fairing bump and nothing broken. Here's to dropping your bike going 0mph.
By the way, I am allergic to bees.
A few hundred yards down the road I felt something start crawling down my chest and under my right arm. Hmmmmmm.....Then it stung me. And stung me again, and again just for good measure. I started pounding where the hornet was and grabbing fistfuls of jacket hoping to squish the stupid thing as I pulled up to the stoplight. By this time I was stung so many times getting the hornet out was my priority.
Stupid me, I popped the clutch while trying to get off my bike too quickly and didn't have any hands on the bars as I was rapidly clawing at my clothing. The bike lurched and fell over on her right side. Meanwhile, I jumped onto the sidewalk and started peeling off my jacket and shirt down to skins and waving them trying to get the hornet out. Once I established that I was no longer under attack I looked up to see a police cruiser behind my bike with it's lights on and the cop laughing his *** off. I walked over to his car and explained that I just got the S stung out of me by a hornet that flew down my coat and he said "that explains it". Looking back now, I think it was probably pretty funny to watch.
Luckily, upon picking up my bike I only found minimal scratching on the fairing bump and nothing broken. Here's to dropping your bike going 0mph.
By the way, I am allergic to bees.
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