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Revenge is sweet
Oct. 29th, 2006 10:31 amSo, there I am on my usual 3-hour Sunday afternoon bike ride. I get a whack over the back of my helmet but don't think too much of it because I am riding under some low branches. But then again - and again - and again - finally I realise that it is a magpie and I am getting the swooping of a lifetime - which is not nearly as dirty as it sounds!
Anyway, this bird is crashing and clacking at my helmet - which I was quite happy for it to do because the helmet really did protect me from any impacts. This continued for quite a while but did eventually cease, I guess when I got out of the magpie's home range.
Of course, on the way back I had to ride back through the danger zone again and this is when the sweet part came. After two particularly hard attacks which really crashed hard onto my helmet, I put my hand up to try and ward the thing off. Then one of those one-in-a-million, couldn't-do-it-if-you-were-trying-things happened - I hit the magpie! It must have been swooping just as I put my hand up. There was a tumble of black-and-white feathers and the magpie crashed onto the grass. I was then treated to the site of a slightly stunned and disoriented magpie staggering around on the the grass.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS - vengeance is mine, sayeth me!
Of course, I am such a wuss that I had to stop and wait until it recovered (all of about 30 seconds) and it had flown away. Never mess with catalyst2!
Anyway, this bird is crashing and clacking at my helmet - which I was quite happy for it to do because the helmet really did protect me from any impacts. This continued for quite a while but did eventually cease, I guess when I got out of the magpie's home range.
Of course, on the way back I had to ride back through the danger zone again and this is when the sweet part came. After two particularly hard attacks which really crashed hard onto my helmet, I put my hand up to try and ward the thing off. Then one of those one-in-a-million, couldn't-do-it-if-you-were-trying-things happened - I hit the magpie! It must have been swooping just as I put my hand up. There was a tumble of black-and-white feathers and the magpie crashed onto the grass. I was then treated to the site of a slightly stunned and disoriented magpie staggering around on the the grass.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS - vengeance is mine, sayeth me!
Of course, I am such a wuss that I had to stop and wait until it recovered (all of about 30 seconds) and it had flown away. Never mess with catalyst2!
