It's a dog eat, um, er...

With the wrist on the mend and the legs stiff from crashing in the "Mr Hyde" section of the EC trail I took Monday off from football (antpa-s). 

Wednesday night was the usual journey west for the WNBR group ride with Liz, Dan, Woody, Steve and about 150 others. We departed Brigham County Park and were enjoying a benign route during the first 10 miles. At the top of a climb I found myself alone So I pulled the cue sheet and route map from my jersey and hooked a U-turn to wait for Karen. The whole time there was this obviously agitated and drunk woman with two dogs in her front yard berating and yelling obscenities at the riders as they passed. I tuned her out and referenced the map while rolling. As I did this I failed to notice a black dog run up behind me. Next thing I know I've been bit just below the left knee and I'm bleeding from the wound.
Fangs for the MemoriesOddly, I wasn't pissed off. I wasn't thrilled, but the owner's behavior warranted action. I had forgotten my cell phone so I borrowed another rider's and called 911. After reporting the bite and requesting a Deputy respond I whipped out the camera and set it to video and began recording. Once I can edit it down from the almost 30 minutes I'll post it up. It's mildly entertaining.

Me at the Dr Jekylphoto by Liz Braun

After waiting an eternity for the Deputy to show I sent the group ahead while I finished with the Deputy. I took a short cut which resulted in two steeper climbs but I was able to come out just behind the group.  It was after 9 pm when we returned to the park. So it took 3+ hours to ride 25 miles. Some dog's people.
Sunset over Western Dane County

An "Innie"

An "Outie"