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Mike A Schwab wrote:

There is a bicycle trail in Springfield IL that is very busy during
the day. One evening about 4 years ago I went for a group ride on the
trail. It was a summer evening about 6:10 pm, I am sure a couple of
hundred of riders had rode that trail that day.

There had been a short, light rainshower just before the starting
time, I happened to be least scared of getting wet, so I was the lead
rider out. Perhaps an hour had elapsed since the last rider had come
through. Sure could not tell that by the cobwebs though. They were
thick. Stretched all the way across the trail, 8 feet from tree to
tree. Did this for at least a mile.

That is why you put a front fairing (Zzipper or Mueller) on your 'bent
and duck your head down behind it.

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Tom Sherman - 42.435731,-83.985007
The right to arm bears does not make armed bears right.- Anon.

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Tom Sherman °_° writes:
Mike A Schwab wrote:

There is a bicycle trail in Springfield IL that is very busy during
the day. One evening about 4 years ago I went for a group ride on the
trail. It was a summer evening about 6:10 pm, I am sure a couple of
hundred of riders had rode that trail that day.

There had been a short, light rainshower just before the starting
time, I happened to be least scared of getting wet, so I was the lead
rider out. Perhaps an hour had elapsed since the last rider had come
through. Sure could not tell that by the cobwebs though. They were
thick. Stretched all the way across the trail, 8 feet from tree to
tree. Did this for at least a mile.

That is why you put a front fairing (Zzipper or Mueller) on your 'bent
and duck your head down behind it.

I still vividly recall once riding through a swarm
of baby spiders, wafting in the air on their silken
natural hang gliders. I washed my copious hair
multiple times daily for a couple of weeks after that.

And then there are those tiny flies, like midges,
mayflies and no-see-ums. You get one in one eye
and reflexively blink on it, thereby squashing it
into your eye. As you try to extracate its remains,
you get another one in the other eye. In the words
of Dizzy Dean, you are then "blounded."

They feel like single coffee grounds stuck in each
eye, with extra adhesive properties.


cheers,
Tom

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On Jul 23, 4:30*am, (Tom Keats) wrote:
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* * * * Tom Sherman °_° writes:



Mike A Schwab wrote:

There is a bicycle trail in Springfield IL that is very busy during
the day. *One evening about 4 years ago I went for a group ride on the
trail. *It was a summer evening about 6:10 pm, I am sure a couple of
hundred of riders had rode that trail that day.

There had been a short, light rainshower just before the starting
time, I happened to be least scared of getting wet, so I was the lead
rider out. *Perhaps an hour had elapsed since the last rider had come
through. *Sure could not tell that by the cobwebs though. *They were
thick. *Stretched all the way across the trail, 8 feet from tree to
tree. *Did this for at least a mile.

That is why you put a front fairing (Zzipper or Mueller) on your 'bent
and duck your head down behind it.

I still vividly recall once riding through a swarm
of baby spiders, wafting in the air on their silken
natural hang gliders. *I washed my copious hair
multiple times daily for a couple of weeks after that.

And then there are those tiny flies, like midges,
mayflies and no-see-ums. *You get one in one eye
and reflexively blink on it, thereby squashing it
into your eye. *As you try to extracate its remains,
you get another one in the other eye. *In the words
of Dizzy Dean, you are then "blounded."

And they like flying just at dusk when it is so beautiful that, even
if you aren't gasping air open-mouthed from your exertions, you are
singing for the joy of it. And then some gogga gets in your throat.
Yech. Even the Japanese wouldn't dip those in chocolate. -- Andre Jute