Today I got out with Alex Moll and Bob Freeman for a nice 30 mile loop from Everett to Snohomish and back. Nice weather, beautiful bikes, great company, stimulating conversation. My legs were even working for and not against me today
I wiped out Bob on his 1955 Condor and I still feel pretty terrible about it. Totally my fault; I was in front and veered left at a fork in the trail, erroneously believing the left fork was actually the trail. It was not - it was a small service road, but I didn't realize it until I'd collided with Bob, his front wheel mating fleetingly with my rear. Bob was obviously not expecting my move, and rightly so. He went down pretty hard. Since there's no justice in the world, neither myself nor my bike got a scratch. Luckily, Bob survived with superficial scrapes, although his bike took some dings (GB brake levers, NR pedals and Brooks saddle all took some scraping).
While I'll be passing along a near-mint pair of NR pedals to replace the ones I was responsible for mucking up, I do not have a Brooks saddle nor GB levers. I'm keeping my eye on Ebay regarding those items. Unless some of you here may be able to assist. Bob will be providing me info on the specific type of levers.
Anyhow, that was a first. I've never wiped anyone out in all my years and the first time it happens is the day before my 50th birthday! Let's hope it's at least another 50 years until the next time!
Anybody else have a brain-fade moment you'd like to share (if for no other reason than to show I'm in good company)?