A sunny calm day presented itself so I got the bike out for a slightly longer ride. Along the foreshore heights I could see the diggers down below, once again trying to keep the boat ramps clear of piled seaweed. I kept a steady pace and decided to go down the main drag to get back. I don't do this to often and now I remembered why when the swooper swooped. It must be at least two yar ago when a bird sent me crashing into the gutter. This is exactly the same place, as I could see the same barriers looming as I was under fire. Three times it came down and it must be the same bird for I have read they can recognize people from a long way off. I was not going as fast this time and backed off even more. So I let him do his thing which was thudding against the helmet. It has nothing to do with protecting young in the middle of Winter, this one is just a bit crazy.
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