Singlespeed & Fixed Gear - I "bostontrevor-ed" a squirrel

I was riding to campus today when a squirrel jumped out in front of me, realized it was gonna get hit and turned around. Just as I passed it, I felt my chain drag a bit and heard the most maniacal squirrel chirping ever. Yep, poor thing's tail got sucked up into my cog and the chain chopped a bit off. The squirrel, as you might imagine, ran away chirping but it left about an inch of tail stuck between my cog and spokes. Mostly fur but there was a decent hunk of meat in there too. I had to pry it out with a twig.

This made the and half-a$$ed vegan in me very sad .. but the twisted s.o.b. in me was giggling all the way to class ...

Pics!!!!

Squirrel, It's what's for dinner.

Enjoy

second funniest thing i've read all day

Darwin at work...

Beware the Evil Ghost of the Dead Squirrel!

http://photos7.flickr.com/10417768_c7c2461360.jpg

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http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper618/stills/v34wrt03.jpg

That's the second time BostonTrevor was used as a verb! LOL.
(I think I used it the first time.)

a pigeon flew through my rear wheel last year.

for real.

the carnage was spectacular.

maybe a squirrel will gallop through this spring. i'm a magnet for wildlife.

shoulda' used white lightning...
http://www.bikeforums.net/showpost.php?p=1086512&postcount=20

Pics!!!!

you think squirrels deal with bike injuries the same way some of us do?

http://www.larryweaver.com/funnypictures/captions/images/drinkingsquirrel.jpg

don't tell foamy (http://www.illwillpress.com/)

You shoud have brought it home. Ich habe hunger! (http://www.slaghuis.net/yummies/squirrel.html)

I used to have a dog that would chase squirrels into the street and then sit on the curb and watch them get run over.
Thanks for bringing back that precious memory.
I really miss Bowser.

'snif' Enjoy 'snif'

Haha! The fact that the squirrel was only lightly maimed and cleared pissed off makes the story!

I love being verbed, but I don't know what the first use was. Inquiring egos want to know!

Haha! The fact that the squirrel was only lightly maimed and cleared pissed off makes the story!

I love being verbed, but I don't know what the first use was. Inquiring egos want to know!

My mistake, I only nouned you. http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread.php?p=834925&highlight=bostontrevor#post834925

Damn, I was so sure that all squirrels had the force too (you know how their tails just float behind them, making a wave). This clearly dispoves my theory. That squirrel is totally going to die now though because it's balance is gonna be all f***ed.

not as good of a story but,

once on my way to work, a bird flew directly into my back/bag. it fell on the ground and appeared to be dead. it was still there, upside down on the ground an hour later when i came back past it, so i tried to push it off the sidewalk with my foot. it then immediately righted itself and flew away.

Bill Brasky got a deer caught in his spokes, fished it out while doing a no-handed no-footed trackstand, and dressed and cooked it while doing backwards figure 8's and skidding while seated.


I always worry about something like this happening.
My neighborhood is like squirreltown USA, I've been to a few places and I've never seen quite as many. I've almost crashed twice recently trying to avoid these squirrels that just stop in front of me. Jerks.

One day last year I was going out for a ride. I thought that it was such a nice day, no wind, so I put my HED disk on the rear and a HED-3 Tri spoke on the front of my Titainum Recumbent. While cruising at about 24/25 a squirrel darted out from the shoulder and ran headlong into the carbon fiber disk. Wack! I stopped and he appeared to be knocked out. As I walked back he jumped up and scurried into the brush. I was glad I changed my wheels since I normally ride with an AERO bladed spoked wheel. Chopped squirrel anyone. Could have stopped me cold and at 24 it coulda taken me down. So much for my squirrel story. Haven't had any squirrels attack me on my fixie yet.

I totally got a squirrel under my wheel one time and it was really strange. I thought squirrels were invincible to anything besides a car or a house cat. The squirrel stopped in front of me suddenly and I felt the thump under my wheel. I looked back and the squirrel was gone, so I guess he was mostly okay.

While looking at the "calendar" turd linked to, I came across this and thought, how apropos.
(Warning, gruesome photo!) http://ofquiet.com/everyday/images/355_5589.jpg

did the the brown squirrel with the pick in his tail say "yes'm" after being told to watch booty videos? Can't wait to buy the tshirt at Hot Topic.

Hmmmm, I wonder if that squirrel is now bitter towards humans?

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view.php?id=124863

speaking of animals and cycling in atlanta, I've seen a abundance of little fuzzy catapillers (sp?) (you know, the ones that sting like hell when you touch them) on the roads lately. I've had to dodge at lease one a day for the last month or so.

tim

I saw a squirrel get entirely run over by two tires (but not by me), and afterwards it ran onto the grass and up a tree and when it was about 15 feet up the tree, it just did a swan-dive back towards the ground and started twitching uncontrollably in the grass. A bunch of other squirrels ran over and circled it, poking their noses at the twitching body. I started screaming for someone to kill the poor thing and end its misery, but no one, including me, could do a thing but stare.

I rode over a baby skunk once at night while out on a park road loop - I saw the stripe and caught a tiny whiff of odor as I heard the crunch of bones under my wheel. I didn't smell anymore skunk though, so I thought great, he missed me. as soon as I stopped, it was a whole different story - I stunk, my bike stunk, my shoes got hit hard and really smelled.

2 cans of lysol, 3 ammonia baths and soaking my clothes in tomato juice for a few hours got rid of most of it over a week or so, but it was horrible.

Once when I was a kid on my BMX, I was cruising along a Brooklyn sidewalk and there was a group of pigeons. I figured they'd just get out of the way, the way pigeons do, but one of them totally blew it and I ran right over its neck. I felt bad because it wasn't dead but it was making all kinds of raspy noises and scooching awkwardly along the sidewalk. It managed to nestle itself againt the first step of some building, and, being a sensitive/sadistic 10-year-old (I felt pity but also grotesque fascination), I stood there watching it, and then the owner of the building, which was some nail salon, came out and yelled at me for putting a crippled bird in front of his business. When you're raised in Brooklyn, you know just what to say to someone who gives you a hard time in a situation like that, so I told him, but not until I was already back on my bike and ready for a quick getaway.

Bill Brasky got a deer caught in his spokes, fished it out while doing a no-handed no-footed trackstand, and dressed and cooked it while doing backwards figure 8's and skidding while seated.


Bill Brasky slept with my wife, and slapped me in the face as he told me so!
I heard the Bill Brasky could eat a whole turtle, and crap out the shell!

CHEERS! To Bill Brasky!!

To Bill Brasky!
One time Bill picked me and my bike up and threw me into oncoming traffic just because I accidently outskidded him. Afterwards, he drank cheap brandy from my skullcap and propped his bike up with one of my femurs. Nicest guy you'll ever meet...

One time Bill rode up next to me and called me a filthy bag of duke and proceeded to stick a baseball bat in my front wheel. After I cracked my head open on the ground he poured sea salt into the wound and laughed as i wet myself from the pain. Man I miss Bill....

To Bill Brasky!!

my friend stepped on a squirrel once, i don't remember if it died or not but he felt bad.
...
and then i found five dollars

a pigeon flew through my rear wheel last year.

for real.

the carnage was spectacular.

maybe a squirrel will gallop through this spring. i'm a magnet for wildlife.

did you get that stripe up yer back like when you hit a lot of puddles?