I **** myself last night!
On my way home from work last night, riding along my street I saw a young lad with a large dog walking past my drive/garage on the right. I spotted him nice and early and moved over to the left hand side of the road to give him some room and slowed right down (as I was about to turn right onto my drive 5 metres up the road. The dog started going mental as the bike was about to go past it and then the kid just let go of the dog lead
The dog shot infront of the bike, I panicked as the dog was right under the front wheel and gave it a big fistfull of front brake and the front locked on the icey road, luckily because I was going so slow I just put my feet down to stop the bike going over. At this point I'm trying to gather my thoughts as I was shaking like a girl
and the dog was still going nuts trying to have me for tea!
As soon as I got the bike in the garage I went to the lads house to have a word with his parents about it, and the fact that he just let the dog go infront of a moving vehicle, and would she have been willing to pay for any damage if I had have dropped the bike blah blah blah blah. Should such a small boy be walking such a large dog that he cant control.
The thing is, I saw the hazard, and moved away from it, but I still crapped my pants when the lad let go of the dog.
At least Sunday is all sorted now
Sunday Morning - Clean the bike and fit new s/s bolt kit
Sunday Lunch - Take the little 'un to play football
Sunday Afternoon - Go to a deserted car park to practice emergency stops!
Live and learn.