Sure, no prob, 6lb hammer, not 60lb hammer

I found a dead beaver once.

There was a rack lying on my route this morning. I thought of picking it up on the way home, but someone beat me to it.

Can't say you're the only one. SW 158th in Beaverton, damn thing was blocking the bike lane... Bloated as if it was ready to pop. Didn't dare try to move it in case it did. City wasn't interested in picking it up either (I called it in). Fortunately for me, it wasn't on my regular route, and I never saw (or smelled) it again.

A Brooks saddle protector, coincidentally in just the right size.

All too often though, only the saddler things- like an unfortunate raccoon being picked over by our neighborhood crows or squirrels that didn't make it across the street.

The two highlights I can recall from the 20+ years of commuting are a pair of bolt cutters and a basketball. Sort of funny thing about the basketball was I found on the way to work, left it in a rack used for holding large tanks, like those used for oxygen, liquid nitrogen, etc. and forgot about it for a month. Then I found it again recently and brought it home to my son, who was excited to have it. The last one we had got run over by a car and had not yet been replaced.

I've had cops get upset at me for calling them cops. Kind of amusing in retrospect to have the person with all the power getting all butthurt like I called them a racial slur or something. At the time though, it was a little terrifying, because I was afraid they were going to come up with something else to give me grief about other than the original reasons I was dealing with them.

Next time that happens, remind the officer that COP isn't a degrading title and stands from Constable On Patrol and is dated (if I'm not mistaken) from England around the 18th century.

* A puctured tube - took it home patched it and still use it today.
* A Kids bike - passed it for 2 weeks and when it started to be stripped I took it home and fixed it up for my nephew. Only cost $10 to get running and clean. :)
* My wifes stolen bike. The bike was still using the same lock with the same combination as well. Stupid theives. Rode home, came back and stole it back. Sadly it had rusted somewhat.
* A complete low end full suspension mtb. I saw it 6 days running lying on its side in the park at 4am. No one picked it up. Sadly I was always riding my $2000 "fun" bike and didn't want to lock it up there to be stolen. It was almost brand new as well. It disappeared a few days later. Not that taking it home would have been all that useful. I don't need anymore boat anchors. :)
* A spiderman wallet - way out in the middle of nonwhere as well. It was clean so I took it home for my kid.

Some useful lengths of rope.

That kinda reminds me of something that happened to a friend of mine- he recovered his own bike, stolen about six months before, one night after he left work. He was walking to a bar a couple of blocks away when he spotted a transient sound asleep on the grass in front of a car dealership and hugging his missing bike (the ridiculous paint job was unmistakeable). He woke him up and gave him the choice: surrender the bike or he'd call the cops on his cell phone. The bum agreed, said there was no need to involve the cops, and shuffled off.

Looks like a 1/4 wave whip to me. Is it 102"?

Years ago I had an one hour commute, one way, on I-75. One day I was fortunate enough to get out of work early and was coming around a curve when I spotted something large in the middle lane of the highway. I swung over to the shoulder and got out to drag whatever it was to the side. Turns out it was a homemade rabbit hutch with 6 large, live, terrified rabbits inside. I took them home, kept them for a couple days to get them calmed down while I started investigating what I could do with them. Found out our county ran a sort of "petting zoo" hobby farm. So the local elementary schools, churches and etc. could bring the kids. I called them up, and they said sure, bring them on over. I did, and the rabbits were let loose in a hay filled stable in a very clean and well kept barn (joining maybe about a dozen other rabbits). I don't know what happened to them after that. A couple years later the farm and all equipment and livestock was sold off. I meant to go back at some point to check on my little pals, but never did.

I want to think the hutch fell off the back of a truck, but where I found them the highway was smooth, and recently repaved. No cracks or potholes to jar a truck.

And that is the end of the story.

As far as bike rides, (I always worked too far for bike commuting to be practical), as far found stuff on bike rides, the usual hand tools, bungy cords, shoes etc. Although one time I had fallen one a gravel shoulder and skinned myself up pretty good. Walked about a mile to a roadside park. (This was pre-cell phone days) didn't have a nickel on me, and found a $10.00 dollar bill. Pushed the bike another couple miles to a diner, had a burger and called the wife to come pick me up.

Hopefully there won't be a next time! In the United States the lore is that it is a contraction of "copper" for the material their badges used to be made of.

In the last couple of days, I took two longer trips to the boroughs, once to Queens, today to Brooklyn, and on both trips I road past two freshly run over dead cats. Rather gruesome. I hope they weren't someones beloved pet. There isn't a lot of road kill on the streets of New York.

I've seen the following so far:

homeless camp
used condoms
new condoms (using the term new loosely)
IV needles

I guess I only notice the bad stuff, maybe I should find a better outlook on things and start looking for positive finds.

:)

Stumbled upon this last weekend..

http://i728.photobucket.com/albums/w...ps998ed6ac.jpg

RIP fellow biker?

:lol:

Well that's not from a human. But it does make you wonder what ate it and if they're still hungry, doesn't it?

I always thought it was copper bullets.

it would be cool if there was some way to find out the truth instead of just guessing. maybe someday.





















http://www.straightdope.com/columns/...gs-or-the-fuzz

http://www.snopes.com/language/acronyms/cop.asp

Anyone that reads snopes as authoritative should be shot, on sight.

Etymology (for the noun)

From Middle French capere (“to capture”), from Latin capere (“to seize, to grasp”); or possibly from Dutch kapen (“to steal”), from West Frisian kāpia (“to take away”).

don't really care about snopes, but they did say pretty much what u said ;)

In the old ganster films, they used 'copper'. My grandfather, who walked a beat in San Francisco in the 30's and 40's, referred to himself as a 'cop'.

cop (n.) http://www.etymonline.com/graphics/dictionary.gif"policeman," 1859, abbreviation of earlier copper (n.2), 1846, from cop (v.).

http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?...earchmode=none

Interesting discussion here.

Copper!


From White Heat (1949).

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what looked very much like a severed human finger

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