Joined
·
102 Posts
Just a typical after work ride on Tuesday. Had my 2 dogs with me going to get in a ride on the local trail system. Warmer than it had been as I was just cruising along settling into a bit of a climb.
As I was pedaling up the sustained climb in a low gear, I heard the dreaded, no the terrifying sound down by my feet. I looked down and spotted the snake inches from my crank. The snake was moving and rattling and pissed! As there was nothing I could do, I just kept pedaling and tried to get away as quickly as possible. The initial thought was, "oh **** I am about to get bit!" As I did not feel any impact I then focused my attention to my dogs behind me. Dixie, is cautious of snakes and steered clear as she went by the rattling, angry snake. Zoey, was extremely curious and looked much closer at the snake as she went by.
After the dogs and myself cleared the range of the snake I set the bike down, told the dogs to "stay" and went back to investigate the situation. My heart was racing! I hate snakes as I have been terrified of them my whole life. I've had nightmares about snakes since I was a kid. This was such a close call... Adrenaline had certainly kicked in.
As I approached the snake I could see a good bit of it. I tossed a rock and struck the snake. The snake then moved a bit but it moved oddly, or so I thought. I then cautiously proceeded to get a better look. Seeing the snake in it's entirety I was confused as the head looked smash. No, it wasn't smashed but rather the head was missing! Holy ****! What happened to the snake? How did it get decapitated? I was a bit nervous as I was looking around for the rest of the snake knowing very well that a decapitated snake can still bite and inject venom.
I continued to search the area and tried to make sense of what had happened. Ultimately, I had this thought that there was only one thing that could have decapitated a snake that was just inches from my foot as I pedaled by. It had to have been my drivetrain as that was the only thing that made sense but seemed like such a crazy circumstance that it was hard to believe, at first.
Well, I walked back to the bike and was intently studying the ground and looking for the rest of the decapitated snake. Low and behold, the snake's head was jammed up in my rear derailleur's lower pulley. I had ridden past the snake 40 or so feet, lowered the bike to the ground (drive side up), and then walked back to initially view the snake and then picked the bike up and moved it again before I thought to take a picture.
I'm not exactly sure what happened in that moment but I do know that the snake was killed by my bicycle. I was not bit, my dogs were not bit, and it was apparently the luckiest day of my life! Freaky!!
Why am I posting this on the Fatbike Forum? Well, bc I was riding my Kona Wozo and I've been saying for years that "Fatties Just Don't Give a ****!" That big, beautiful, beast of a bike just kept on rolling and did something I never thought I would ever see let alone believe was possible in killing that snake.
Anyone else ever see some crazy **** like this?
Sorry about the poor quality of the photos.
As I was pedaling up the sustained climb in a low gear, I heard the dreaded, no the terrifying sound down by my feet. I looked down and spotted the snake inches from my crank. The snake was moving and rattling and pissed! As there was nothing I could do, I just kept pedaling and tried to get away as quickly as possible. The initial thought was, "oh **** I am about to get bit!" As I did not feel any impact I then focused my attention to my dogs behind me. Dixie, is cautious of snakes and steered clear as she went by the rattling, angry snake. Zoey, was extremely curious and looked much closer at the snake as she went by.
After the dogs and myself cleared the range of the snake I set the bike down, told the dogs to "stay" and went back to investigate the situation. My heart was racing! I hate snakes as I have been terrified of them my whole life. I've had nightmares about snakes since I was a kid. This was such a close call... Adrenaline had certainly kicked in.
As I approached the snake I could see a good bit of it. I tossed a rock and struck the snake. The snake then moved a bit but it moved oddly, or so I thought. I then cautiously proceeded to get a better look. Seeing the snake in it's entirety I was confused as the head looked smash. No, it wasn't smashed but rather the head was missing! Holy ****! What happened to the snake? How did it get decapitated? I was a bit nervous as I was looking around for the rest of the snake knowing very well that a decapitated snake can still bite and inject venom.
I continued to search the area and tried to make sense of what had happened. Ultimately, I had this thought that there was only one thing that could have decapitated a snake that was just inches from my foot as I pedaled by. It had to have been my drivetrain as that was the only thing that made sense but seemed like such a crazy circumstance that it was hard to believe, at first.
Well, I walked back to the bike and was intently studying the ground and looking for the rest of the decapitated snake. Low and behold, the snake's head was jammed up in my rear derailleur's lower pulley. I had ridden past the snake 40 or so feet, lowered the bike to the ground (drive side up), and then walked back to initially view the snake and then picked the bike up and moved it again before I thought to take a picture.
I'm not exactly sure what happened in that moment but I do know that the snake was killed by my bicycle. I was not bit, my dogs were not bit, and it was apparently the luckiest day of my life! Freaky!!
Why am I posting this on the Fatbike Forum? Well, bc I was riding my Kona Wozo and I've been saying for years that "Fatties Just Don't Give a ****!" That big, beautiful, beast of a bike just kept on rolling and did something I never thought I would ever see let alone believe was possible in killing that snake.
Anyone else ever see some crazy **** like this?
Sorry about the poor quality of the photos.


