Riding home Tuesday, having survived Highway 101 once again, I was cruising on the MUT in the right lane, when I encountered a gentleman riding towards me on a busted up BSO towing all his earthly possessions; he had earbuds in, and his head turned away from me, whistling to a dog across the road (more likely trying for the attention of the young woman with the dog). He was wandering freely side-to-side, so I started yelling. Loudly. More loudly. Nearly screaming and 5 feet apart, he suddenly noticed me and swerved back into his lane, with an alarmed 'Oh!' Stopping wouldn't have helped, though I did slow (and was prepared to dodge), and I couldn't get off the trail, because there was a smelly marsh pond immediately to my right. So, men, please pay attention to the task at hand. Thank you.

Stupid human tricks.