BroadSTPhilly

There is a guy who rides the path next to the Schuylkill (Kelly Drive side) with a huge rubbermaid container strapped to the front of his bike. On the container is a sticker saying God is my pilot. He must be if this guy hasn't crashed yet.

goldfilm

The strangest thing is that no matter how fast I pedal, every kind of bike and biker pass me as a ray. No kiddin'. Teenagers in mountain, ladies in cruisers, old couples... Am I afraid of speeding? Should I free my inner tiger?

TurbineBlade

I saw two naked guys performing explicit acts in the woods on my commute to DC one morning at about 5:45am. There are some strange people around here.

whatsmyname

I've had the same experience. I was so shocked I had to stop and watch them for several minutes.

MikeR

Try not to squeeze the break levers when yo want to go forward.

rhm

I see some strange stuff in Manhattan; I think I've already posted in this thread a couple times about it. Well... even normal stuff sometimes has a strange twist.

There's an old guy, dressed pretty nice, who rides an old Raleigh Sports up 8th Avenue most mornings. There's a big steel basket on the front with a chain lock jangling around in it, makes a lot of noise on the bumps. I see him anywhere between Penn Station and 56th street or so, where he turns east. And he's fast; I can pass him if I need to, but he's fast enough that I don't need to. He gets up to 12 or 13 mph pretty quick and tops out around 15 or 16, which is good enough for me. So, you know, a little unusual but not really strange.

But today I noticed the saddle on his bike. It's the original mattress saddle the bike came with.

And it's on backwards.

rugerben

Two *****s and an empty coffee cup with a toothbrush in it, all together on the side of the road. Still trying to figure that one out.

scattered73

Guy using running shower in the nude

scattered73

please don't tell me one was making the other squeal like a pig

Tundra_Man 

I ride the MUP in our town in the mornings where I see no shortage of wildlife. Rabbits, squirrels, frogs, snapping turtles, deer, skunks, geese, and wild turkeys.

The weirdest thing I see, however, is on my way home where I ride the streets. There is a women who has a huge (at least compared to her) parrot that sits on her shoulder as she walks down the sidewalk. This thing is so big that the woman has to cock her head to the side to make room for the bird to sit. I see them in about the same location every day.

I thought this was a pretty unique site until last Friday as I rode home, I saw another women walking down the street with a parrot on her shoulder. This was a different lady, and she also had two dogs on a leash.

So two women with parrots on the same day. Crazy.

flammenwurfer

I haven't been commuting very long, but in the last couple weeks I've seen a few dead snakes on the road.

I feel like you have more opportunity to see cool and strange things because you can't hear a bike from miles away like you can a car.

sjauch

Last Friday I was an man jogging in a diaper. I am still really confused about this.

03FinestAL

Last week I had a cat chase me for a while....

gholt

The stangest I have seen lately was this morning. My normal light battery was dead so, I had to use the L&M Vega. This is normally my flasher. So, I was on the trail. and it was flashinig so, I knew I didn't have much time, so I put to flash mode. because of how the trees were over the trail, I felt like I was in a dance club under a strobe light. It made it hard to ride and hard to see. Make sure batteries are charged.

SweetLou

You don't remember why you went jogging in a diaper?

whatsmyname

No, no, no, that wasn't the source of the confusion. Usually the poster is a woman, see?

whatsmyname

Advanced years, dressed well, often seen in the 50s, classic bike... Holy crap, dude, you're not talking about legendary street photographer (TM) Bill Cunningham, are you?



He's the guy that does the "On the Street" page for the Sunday Times. He's supercool, a lifelong NYer and a lifelong cyclist. There could only be a handful of cities around the world in which someone like him could make a career of what he does and for so long.
https://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2...a_fact_collins

DC_United_Fan

During my Air Force career I commuted from time to time in almost every place I was stationed from Wash D.C. to Italy, but the strangest stuff I saw, by far, was when I was stationed at Nellis AFB in Las Vegas. Nellis AFB is way up in North Vegas, and isn't surrounded by the best part of town, if you know what I mean.

I worked an early shift for most of the time I was there and communted from Civic Center Drive up Las Vegas Blvd, for those of you familiar with Vegas. I usually headed out from my apartment around 0530 in the morning, so traffic was light and often I had the road to myself.

One morning as I was getting close to the corner of LV Blvd and North Lamb, I see a woman who I can only describe as "Barbie" like, but really really pregnant, laying on a bunch of grocery bags next the bus stop. "Prego-Barbie" was nude from the waist down and had her legs splayed out as if they were being held up by some imagineary stirrups, and from the glass breaking screams coming out of her mouth, was obviously about to give birth.

"Prego-Barbie's" partner in all this was also dressed like a Barbie Doll, but without the extra human trying to get out. "Midwife-Barbie" was kneeling down in front of "Prego-Barbie" trying to be comforting, I'm sure, but from my perspective sounded more like she was directing two guys trying to move a couch down a stair well.

I stopped and got off the bike, to see if I could help with the situation. As I approached, "Midwife-Barbie" looks up and says, "Don't worry 'bout a thing baby, I got this all under control. It ain't my first go-round". Taking a little time to ponder what her other "go-rounds" might have looked like, I asked her if she needed me to call the police or an ambulance. She snapped her head around from the task at hand and said, "We don't need no damn police around here, all they gonna' do is hassle with us."

As I was trying to explain to "Midwife-Barbie" that I wasn't a doctor, and that I had serious reservations about her medical skills, and that an ambulance might be the best course of action, "Prego-Barbie" kicks her screaming up to a level I wasn't aware was possible prior to that moment. That's when "Midwife-Barbie" says, "We maybe gonna' hafta' do one of them S-Sections." I looked at her and said, "You mean a C-section, right?" She says, "Whatever you call it honey, we gonna hafta' cut this baby outta' here." Right about that second, I realized I was in way, way over my cranium. I stepped out onto LV Blvd and started waving my arms like a crazy man and finally got someone to pullover. I quickly explained the situation as best I could without sounding as insane as I felt at the moment and asked the driver to find a pay phone and call 911 (This happened back in 1988). The driver sped off to make the call, and I went back to the Barbie twins to check on the situation.

"Midwife-Barbie" was now standing next to the bus stop bench, smoking a cig, and giving me all kinds of hell about how unsafe it was to be running into the traffic on LV Blvd; this from the woman who was about to perform an "S-section" at a Vegas bus stop...I still shake my head when I think about that one.

By this time the sun is just starting to come up over the horizon, and when I look down at "Preggo-Barbie", I saw the top of a little head crowning out from her business parts. I remember thinking to myself, "the hits just keep on coming don't they." I got down there were previously only "Midwife-Barbie" had dared to tread because I didn't want this poor child to get pushed out onto the dirt. I started telling "Prego-Barbie" that every thing was going to be just fine and that women had babies all the time back in the day without hospitals and such...I'm not sure much of what I said got through all the screaming she was doing. About that time a Clark County Sherrif showed up, and to his credit, didn't ask me for a full run down of what was going on, because at that point, I had neither a clue or the inclination to explain it to him. Instead, he stepped right in and tookover until the ambulance arrived about 5 minutes later.

While we were waiting for the ambulance I had a chance to talk to "Midwife-Barbie" about how the hell they ended up like this. She said that they were both working girls and had been out doing what they do, when "Preggo-Barbie's" water broke. At that point they walked up the street to Jack-in-the-Box to get something to eat, and were waiting for the bus to take them to the hospital. I asked her if maybe they should have skipped stopping at Jack-in-the-Box, but she didn't seem to get the joke.

I finally got to work and had the riot act read to me by my boss for being 90 minutes late, and actually had to get a copy of the police report from the sherrif's office to get myself off the hook.

flammenwurfer

DC United Fan: that is ridiculous. I don't know what else to say. I think you are winning this strangest thing contest though.

no motor?

Joey Brooks might give you some competition, but you've got my vote! The hooker wanting to do an "s section" at a bus stop sounds like "Dr. Benway operates"

gholt

+1

nvincent

A few weeks ago I saw a girl get dragged out of a livery cab by the driver and then the girl started whacking the driver across the head and arms with her umbrella and all the while she was yelling out <Expletive Deleted by Admin> I'm not sure why she said that, she didn't look like a shemale, she was actually kinda cute. The driver looked like he was about to hit her, so I rode toward them to break it up but the driver got back in the car and sped off.

whatsmyname

Hell, yeah.

randing

Saw a guy lean against the wall, drop trou to about knee height, and drop a deuce on the sidewalk on PCH in Venice in the afternoon. It's probably a pretty common sight in Venice, but I'm not down there too often so it was new to me.

CerpinTaxt

Saw two hipsters on fixies hit each other. On of them being completely high on something. What followed can only be described as psychedelic mix of capoeira and riverdance in slow mo. That was a fight of monumental scale. Wish i had camera to film that circus.