my ride today took me down mountain home road, where there are always lots of equestrians. today, though, was some special horse event, and there were even more lots of horses.
i always give the horsies a wide berth, because they're large, heavy, and unpredictable, whereas i'm only heavy and unpredictable. road rage doesn't frighten me nearly as much as horse rage.
i was going along my way, and i shifted. noisily. oops. the chain said "kerchunk!" and a nearby horse went up on his hind legs. it took me a minute to figure out that my noisy shift had scared the horse, and as i passed, i said, "sorry!"
the rider of the scared horse snapped back: "asshole!"
i'll leave it to you, dear reader, to decide who's the asshole in this story.
Was the horse in the bike lane or the bike on the horse trail? Solunds like there was def a horses ass present!