Second time in a month I've gone for a short run and come across a car of bogans crashed. This time I was 20 odd seconds short of being taken out by their car flipping across the road.
Four blokes smelling of booze, no seatbelts on. Three were thrown out of the car that ended up on its roof. How do drunks have such survival luck? Two were ambulanced off but nothing life threatening. I spent over an hour comforting their pitbull that got thrown out over a fence, hit a branch that ripped deep into its side and its rear legs were broken or its hip/back broken. I can't stand pitbull/vicious breeds but this fella was in sad state and I'm an animal lover from way back - even checked the budgie was Ok in the boot of their car!. The dog's injured owner who was bleeding badly from a head wound told me to be careful "he'll attack ya if he can" The owner was too hurt to get to the dog. Poor dog was in shock and seemed to know I was trying to help. Held a shirt on his wound for awhile then a nurse took over. She also felt more inclined to care for the dog than the bogans, one was getting agro and swearing at people until Mr Plod sorted him out.
Finally the SPCA arrived and a tasty young lass who "co-owned the dog" so I left and don't know if the dog survived but we were half expecting him to die and if not then his rear end damage may mean he has to be put down anyway.
You appreciate what a top job the Cops do. Although they kept making me nervous checking out my bike and the radar on it. Apparently 23 accidents this year on that road. They spoke favourably about bikes and one said "cars should be kept to 75kph and bikes allowed to go 100kph here", "only bikes can handle these sorts of winding roads without crossing the centre and you guys know the risks"
So what to do for my 'short rides' if this hill road on my doorstep is too dangerous? Bugger bugger you pricks in 4wds and drunks and everyone else ruining a good stretch of bike road. Build the bloody gully road for all others and leave us bikes the ole Piecock Hill.
Sparky Bill rode past on his way home- too dangerous a commute Sparky, relocate.
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