Was riding into work Friday along NE Rd uphill approaching the Highlander when suddenly the rear wheel on my road bike just locks up. I was not going too fast and was able to unclick before losing balance and ending up an untidy lump in the bike lane and kerbside traffic lane. I had heard a noise and thought my rear tyre had just given out with no idea what caused it. I got to the footpath and checked over the wheel nothing in the spokes and the tyre was fine but the wheel was locked. Eventually I discovered I had ridden over a u-bolt with just the U and my tyre fitted incredibly snuggly within the U piece but the U piece on my tyre did not fit under my brakes so one half a revolution and the wheel was locked. It took a bit of effort to get the U piece off the tyre and then I was on my way. I was quite relieved as it could have been very messy and I was thinking there could be some quite interesting stories out there.
I really hope Frances of Glenelg Cibo fame reads this one. It's made my day! :-))
did make me feel better!
I've had a car do a left turn when they where right next to me, my foot and pedal got caught in there rear wheel arch, I started yelling out to stop. The female driver was very sorry, did no damage bet gave me a scare.
I was riding home one night from Belleview Heights to Mansfield Park, after saying goodnight to my fiancee (who is now my wife).
Year, 1972. Time, about 1:30am. Street lights were out (then normal practice after 1:00am). Raining hard. Riding out about 4' (1.2m) from the gutter along Torrens Rd West Croydon, when I ran over something hidden under the water. This metal bar got caught between the bottom of the front mudguard and the tyre, and made the steel mudguard double up and jam itself under the front fork, on top of the tyre. the bike stopped dead, and I went sailing over the handlebars, fortunately so fast that my feet did not catch on the bars, and I landed on my hands and feet, with the bike beside me. Get up, pick up the bikle, carry it to a shop verandah, take off the mudguard, and continue home. The wheel was undamaged. (The British built them tough.)
Riding home on the roadie up Beulah Rd from work in the wee hours of the morning ~30km/hr.
Not so cold so my light fleecy jacket is tucked into the strap of my bum-bag, one side has hung down more than it should when... one sleeve gets caught on top of the rear wheel, under the brakes - jam!
The rear wheel immediately locked (the first I knew about it) and the bike and I skidded to a halt. I nearly fell off as I was then "tied" to the rear of the bike. Getting my jacket sleeve out was quite hard and I had to tug strongly. I flat spotted the rear tyre which still shows it's insult (faintly) after many kilometres later.
I was about 8 years old cycling down a steep hill on the way home from school. We had swimming lessons that day and my towel and bathers were in a string bag hanging on the handle bars. Said bag slipped between brake and wheel rim and bike stopped dead, I continued over the handlebars. Large quarry truck following me a little later (fortunately) stopped and driver managed to free the bag from the wheel. Told me to walk the rest of the way home. He must have seen my worried mum at the bottom of the hill who had set out from home to look for me, told her I was OK and she met me a little further up the hill. Just cuts and grazes fortunately.
One of the first bikes I worked on and got going at around age 11 or so - new chain, straight out of the bag and onto the bike - way tooo long. Away I went down Bakewell Rd Evandale, top speed. Off pops the chain and I straight over the handle bars, I still have a scar on my chin. My mum let me have the next day off of school "concussion" ;-)
Similar story, I must have been about 15 then. I had my kid brother sitting on the rear carrier at the time, bag goes into the front wheel, we both went over the front, him landing on top of me. If that wasn't bad enough, we were right outside school drop-off zone, providing mirth to a great many students and mummies!
moral? never wear a bum bag! chuckle…
Pulled up next to a fisherman on a dirt road one day, just to see how things were going. Put a foot down ... right into a pothole and over I went.
Nearly did one today. Out riding with Jan and my daughter - very slow riding so I wore jeans, confident that they wouldn't get caught in the chain. Well, they didn't. I slipped my foot into a toe clip, the pedal went down ... and my foot stopped as my trouser cuff got caught over the rear water bottle holder and this being on the Hillbrick i.e. fixed gear, the pedal kept going while my foot didn't. Fortunately, pointing the toe allowed my shoe to slip out of the toe clip without a fall. I even kept going, put the foot back in the clip and did it again on the next revolution dammit.
am interested in cycling safety so thanks for starting a discussion where we can compare notes, and perhaps avoid copying. had not heard of metal shrapnel doing that. i often pick up metal fasteners in the cycling area: avoid skids; the environment and recycle.