Just arrived back after a pleasant morning ride down Beach Road to do the Mt Eliza loop.
Unfortunately, I watched about 20 riders sitting by the side of the road in Chelsea changing their tyres after riding through tacks that had been thrown on the road.
What would possess someone to go and get a box of tacks, drive to a place where they know cyclists would be, and spread them on the road? Would they live nearby and be watching with glee?
Our group was then serenaded by a peanut in a van who drove behind us down Olivers Hill leaning on his horn when the lane beside us was free for him to drive on by....
Lovely!
Unfortunately, I watched about 20 riders sitting by the side of the road in Chelsea changing their tyres after riding through tacks that had been thrown on the road.
What would possess someone to go and get a box of tacks, drive to a place where they know cyclists would be, and spread them on the road? Would they live nearby and be watching with glee?
Our group was then serenaded by a peanut in a van who drove behind us down Olivers Hill leaning on his horn when the lane beside us was free for him to drive on by....
Lovely!