the good samaritan
wind, rain, sky drama ... and a bike ride 😉
Are there days when you actually shouldn’t be out riding around on a bike? I don’t know. But apparently the woman who stopped her car as I was standing along the road snapping a few pictures thought so.
“Can I give you a ride home?”
“Oh … no thank you, I’m fine. Just taking a few pictures,” I say.
“Um… well, ok.” (Looking at me sideways, apparently assessing my state of mental health).
“But thanks for asking,” I say with a smile, trying to assure her that I had a functioning brain underneath my helmet.
Maybe if she could just see the sky the way I saw it today, from the seat of my bike … would she understand?
I didn't spot any Holsteins flying through the air...
#330daysofbiking Day 210
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That’s too funny. I’m so slow when I bike and make a lot of rest stops, but always try to avoid stopping in areas where I see people because they always look as if they are going to come over and ask if something’s wrong! Other people riding by on bikes have also asked – I suppose I should just be glad that people are nice enough to ask 🙂
I feel the same way – lol! I try not to look helpless, but apparently I can’t pull it off very well. And yes, it’s a very nice gesture. Been meaning to ask you – are you participating in the ATL Cranksgiving? I had almost thought about trying to go down for it, but not sure I can swing it. If you go, I’d love for you to post about it! (And very excited to see you on twitter – YAY!)
As the thankful recipient of many roadside rescues, I’m just grateful that people are paying attention and being kind. I’ve had people stop because I stopped to answer a phone call or look at a map as well, but like I said, I consider it a good thing.
beautiful skies indeed!
That’s weird. The only time motorists have stopped to ask if I was ok is when they saw me picking myself up off the pavement holding my severely cracked helmet and gingerly limping over to the curb. Otherwise I seem to be invisible. 😉
Now cyclists…another story all together. Even a simple rest stop or just a stop because I’m mesmerized by another of Mother Nature’s art projects can trigger the samaritan in my fellow two-wheelers. And you should see what happens when I get my tire levers and spare tube out. Wow. 😀
Absolutely beautiful. Just another thing I love about bikes: they all come standard with a sunroof!
Gorgeous photos! It was nice of her to offer you a ride, but you didn’t exactly need to be rescued from this beautiful scene.
Very cool pictures!
I’m glad that some people in East Tennessee can be that nice to cyclists. When I’m riding to the grocery story or campus and I’m taking up my three feet of space, I often feel like the vibe I get from motorists is more akin to “Get the #$&% off the road!” Or, as one Southern-twanged teenager once yelled out the window at me: “Get on the sidewalk, dumb$#%!”
Glad to know some folks down here are nice.