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.
Thoughts?