When I first started riding, I was ambushed by a pack of dogs. It was a wooded area and one dog ran out and began to chase me and then a second came out and started chasing when all of a sudden two jumped out in front of me. So, here I was surrounded by dogs and I'm just getting into riding. I made through with a couple squirts from the water bottle and some fast peddaling. About a quarter mile up the road another cyclist was coming towards, I warned him about the dogs, but he went on through. I've never seen him since. I like to think that he made it through the dog ambush alive, but I never quite can convince myself.