What did I just smell?, and rabies....
 

A question and a story (two stories really...) .

Question:

Today, I rode my bike up a twisty mountain. There was little traffic, only an RV passed. Shortly thereafter, I noticed a tidal wave of water coming down the road at me. It was sunny out, the road was dry, but this looked like several washing machines of water were coming straight at me across the hot asphalt. The water was not as bubbly as bath water, but had bubbles. I would estimate 20-50 gallons of liquid was coming down the road.

I avoided such water, but immediately smelled something very chemical and gross.

Did the RV vent it's waste water? It seemed bluish (not poopy brown) and I just about puked. It was right at a hard turn in the twisty section. Perhaps a 007 waste release button of some sort to spite the asshat cyclist?????

Seconds later, a motorcycle ran through the thick of it, tracking said chemical up the biker's girlfriend's back. I confirmed this as they passed by me.

What was it? Urinal water? Grey water? how does that even happen?


Comment:

Day before, I rode my bike. Out comes mr Fox. Before I could even say "Hello mr. fox...", I wondered why a fox was coming right at me during the day. Mangy tail, frothing, shaking. I was climbing at about 5 mph, there was no escape. He was about 5 feet away.

I played it cool, because I am cool, and the fox, like Miley Cyrus, twerked off in a different direction.


Overall, a good biking weekend. :D Thoughts?

He may have been drinking the water.

I recon the RV people forgot to put the cap back on the waste water outlet. Yuk.

Sounds like you had a class 1 adventure in biking this weekend.

I'm glad Mr fox didn't get you. It seems like he was definitely in a bad way.
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Good thing you didn't end up riding through the toxic waste.

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^That is the craziest video I've ever seen about the fox.... WOW!!!!:)

edit- I was going to upload a pic of Chevy Chase with a nose full of blow and say perhaps the fox did get me yesterday, but all the Chevy pics (in jpeg) would upload in jfif, and when I tried to convert them into jpeg, it wouldn't work, and it's sunday, and I wanted to throw a shoe through the computer screen, and the week hasn't even started yet!! so after three attempts I gave up

Perhaps I do have rabies!

I really have to watch that movie again. It may not have held up very well, but I remember thinking it was hilarious (granted, I was a teen at the time) at the time.

The fox song was written as a joke by a comedy duo, but actually exploded. Very bizarre, quite funny, and fantastic.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fox_(What_Does_the_Fox_Say%3F)
This seems like it may surpass their previous hit.

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Bluish water? That's no melting sno-cone, thats poo water.

I just watched the music video for the fox now in this thread; I sincerely wish I could have maintained ignorance.

Now this on the otherhand, that was good.

Hearing the bluish water is what it is, I just puked a little.

As for these videos- The staff made me endure some pop country last friday. I think these videos are a bit better, if for no other reason, they have some creativity. The staff should know about this!


Paybacks will be hell!:D

Blue water :eek: What did it smell like? What did it taste like? Yep, sounds like poo water. Good thing you didn't step in it.

****ty story bud.

Yep... and yer weenie would shrink to nothing also!

"I was in the poo... I was in the poo :D!"

It was a stupid, common, joke from high school days. Most people would have heard it by now and not be upset.

dude, the story is about blue poo water
it's a ****ty story.

I am not "upset" just pointing out a simple fact. that it's a story.. about 5h!t

and this is how the fight started...

no wait till poo is flung , that's when it's really a fight

I carry rifle in my Ranger for that exact reason. If you see a fox during the day, he or she is not having a good one.

I have had to shoot two over the years, some skunks and a stray dog with all the classic rabies signs. Never pretty, always necessary.

You girls should get a job on The Real Housewives of Orange county. You would fit right in.

The fox he encountered was almost certainly rabid, but seeing a perfectly healthy fox during the day is not unusual here.... and they are beautimous. That's an oft repeated "myth" about lots of wildlife too. If they are out-and-about during the day, they must be rabid... but nope, at least not anymore... not here.

They are very rarely seen during the day here, usually transiting between tree lines. I never shoot wildlife except Ground Hogs. The only time you'll see a fox here is near sunrise and twilight. But WTFDIK, I've only lived here 27 years.

The ones I had to unfortunately kill were rabid. End of story.

Well.... I've been romping in the woods here since '70, and it was my rural boy scout camp back then.... lived here for the past 30 and watched it change from rural to suburbia. I captured a beautiful fox on my cell phone video about 3-4 years ago.... in my back yard... middle of the day. It had been on my neighbor's front porch... eating cat food :(. My parents saw one in their back yard (lotsa woods behind them too) just a few weeks ago. Just like deer, coyote, turkeys, etc. .... these critters just weren't in "these" woods when I was a youngin' .... their locations and habits have certainly changed and adapted since I was a kid.
Deer know me and my dawg (by smell) enough that they'll just ignore us. 30 years ago... no chance of that....

And both of these woods are in the city.... my rural property is a animal sanctuary too... now. It wasn't when my great-grandfather lived there 100 years ago :D.

Big Azz snappers older than you & I .... they don't have sanctuary tho'... nor do rabid critters.

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p.s.- you might want to turn down the volume. Pam's got a foul NSFW way about herself!

Didn't see any pigs in a blanket rolling down the road, but it sure smelled like it.



This brings up entirely new question-

As for Mr. Fox- I wished I had a gun. I've encountered a lot of stuff over the years, and that was the first time I really could have used one. I came up on a pickup truck/driver/girlfriend a couple seconds later, and I was about to ask "Do you have a gun?", but I thought that might seem a little weird, specially from a guy in spandex, but immediately also thought "Maybe I should ask if they have a spoon?" :D

Question- what is it with spoon talk? I've never heard of it other than here. It that a pelican thing, or an overall term?

The foxes that move into the city are NASTY, especially the usually wild gray fox. Red foxes are practically tame. The more coyote-like gray fox will eat cats and pretty much whatever opportunity allows. They took up residence behind my parents place. They claimed the workshop that I built there years ago, standing on the roof and screetching at me. When they started eating the cats, I took exception.

Yeah... that fox needed killin'... I always slip a baby Ruger (LC9S) in my pocket when I'm on my rural property... it's a teaspoon :D.

That's a Tabbyizm.... he collects guns and spoons, somebody mixed them up years ago... and somehow guns became spoons ever since. I have called them that outside of PPOT outta habit .... people prolly thought I wuz nutz :D

OK. Good to know. Not using 'spoon' was a good call.;)

edit- I was just thinking, back about 20 years ago, I was riding along and I swear a rabid raccoon came at me. He was hissing like a possum, but raccoons don't do that.

So- all of nature's rabid creatures have it out for me.