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Favorite cycling moments

Do you have a favorite moment that you experienced while riding your bike?

Once I was riding along and looked out the corner of me eye, and right next to me was this bumble bee. It was just flying along right next to my head, same direction, same speed. So this bee, for several seconds, just appeared to be suspended in air. Really cool.

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Permalink Reply by Anne B. on October 2, 2013 at 10:51pm

I like your bee story, Mike! Nice idea for a post. 

Coming home late one night recently, there was a coyote in front of me on Damen.  This was right in Ravenswood. It turned left so I turned left - no one was around so I turned off my light for about half a block so as not to freak it out. Mid-block it looked over its shoulder, saw me and took off at a jog. Made my night! Healthy looking animal. 

Pulling up to my campsite the first time I bike camped was also pretty amazing.  

Oh, one more! Epic thunderstorm in 2010 and I took shelter under a freeway overpass for a bit. The acoustics there with the thunder and pouring rain were amazing. Then that area kind of flooded so a bus coming through kicked up a massive wave that I had to dodge. This all seemed to happen kind of slo-mo and was actually very fun. Then two good natured late teens guys rode through and I followed them out and they sang/chanted for the next few miles and we were all laughing and generally rejoicing in the extreme weather. 

Permalink Reply by Anthony James on October 3, 2013 at 1:02am

The first time I got caught in a downpour, some five years ago or more. It's funny, because it's happened plenty of times since then, but the first time is what I come back to. I think back to it any time I'm faced with undesirable circumstances that I'm in the midst of but can't change. Brings me peace of mind.

Permalink Reply by Davo on October 3, 2013 at 1:24am

Riding home in the Bliz-ard a few years ago. The road wasn't that bad, by that I mean I was riding in the trenches that cars made. I also wasn't worried about any cars hitting me because there was absolutely no where for them to go. Then as I was about to go over the bridge on Damen I saw another crazy cyclist riding the same direction. We exchanged nods, and he said keep the wheels on the road.

Permalink Reply by Alex Z on October 3, 2013 at 7:49am

Very nice. :)

Anthony Hammond said:

The first time I got caught in a downpour, some five years ago or more. It's funny, because it's happened plenty of times since then, but the first time is what I come back to. I think back to it any time I'm faced with undesirable circumstances that I'm in the midst of but can't change. Brings me peace of mind.

Permalink Reply by Andy J on October 3, 2013 at 8:29am

About 2 weeks ago I was on my usual route up and down the North Branch Trail around dusk. For some reason, it was bunny's night out - every 100 feet or so, there's Mr. or Mrs. Rabbit, just hanging out on the side of the path. I must have seen over a hundred.

Permalink Reply by Lisa Curcio on October 3, 2013 at 9:27am

A few weeks ago we had a really foggy morning.  I mentioned then, and I repeat that it was like riding through a cloud with moisture condensing on everything including me.  It was a cool and amazing ride.

Permalink Reply by David P. on October 3, 2013 at 10:01am

Early last year I made an impromptu trip to LA to visit a friend. Another friend gave me a couple of loaner bikes, and the afternoon I spent riding his old Bianchi MTB on the fire roads and dirt Mulholland in the Santa Monica mountains was the best riding I've had in years.

Permalink Reply by Fran Kondorf on October 3, 2013 at 10:30am

About a year ago I was northbound on the North Branch Trail and as I crossed into Northlake near the school a hawk (falcon?) swooped down from its perch and flew alongside me for a bit. I'd like to think that we bonded though it was probably just sizing me up for a possible meal.

 

Permalink Reply by Beans on October 3, 2013 at 12:12pm

One evening around dusk while riding past the Montrose Cemetery on Bryn Mawr, a whole group of coyotes were on a mound in the cemetery howling at the sound of fire engine sirens. I stopped riding and stood there with three other cyclists listening and smiling.

Permalink Reply by Michelle on October 3, 2013 at 12:27pm
My first time riding the lake shore trail when big waves were going on. As I rounded one area, a wave broke and rolled up onto the path. Luckily it was only an inch or less water, or I might have been dragged off, but instead I got to ride my bike in a wave. Pretty freakin' awesome.

I also have to say, I did my first critical mass in September and couldn't stop smiling for most of it. Cool feeling of so many different people, ages, races, walks of life, types of bike, some dogs... All just riding and yelling happy Friday... It felt like spreading smiles at a few different points. I know it can get a bad rep for being law-breaking... But honestly I can forgive
That for the fun I saw people having.
Permalink Reply by Dave Jacque on October 3, 2013 at 12:32pm

Riding north on the "400" Trail in SW Wisconsin for the first time a few years ago ... came out of a cut through a hill and there was a pond surrounded by maples. The trees were blazing with colors in the bright autumn sunshine, and the pond was glassy calm and reflected the sky and its few puffy clouds. The scene was so ridiculously beautiful I started laughing.

Also, coasting into a rainy Dawes Park in Evanston after finishing my first-ever century ride. That sense of accomplishment was one of the high points of my life.

Permalink Reply by Ben Gray on October 3, 2013 at 2:37pm

I saw a coyote half heartedly chasing a rabbit at Lawrence and Paulina recently. Might be the same one.

Anne B. said:

I like your bee story, Mike! Nice idea for a post. 

Coming home late one night recently, there was a coyote in front of me on Damen.  This was right in Ravenswood. It turned left so I turned left - no one was around so I turned off my light for about half a block so as not to freak it out. Mid-block it looked over its shoulder, saw me and took off at a jog. Made my night! Healthy looking animal. 

Pulling up to my campsite the first time I bike camped was also pretty amazing.  

Oh, one more! Epic thunderstorm in 2010 and I took shelter under a freeway overpass for a bit. The acoustics there with the thunder and pouring rain were amazing. Then that area kind of flooded so a bus coming through kicked up a massive wave that I had to dodge. This all seemed to happen kind of slo-mo and was actually very fun. Then two good natured late teens guys rode through and I followed them out and they sang/chanted for the next few miles and we were all laughing and generally rejoicing in the extreme weather. 

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