The scene: Nubble Point Lighthouse on a sunny morning
Characters: Cathy and AJH
The Action: Riding a bike around to get a picture with Nubble Lighthouse in the background
So where's the terror?
As I was taking Cathy's picture I propped my bike on this cement block. (Hmm, that's not very scary.)
This is the scary part. The wind caught my beloved bike and the next thing I knew it was headed down the cliff, over the rocks, straight toward the ocean. Between gravity and momentum I was sure it was headed into the ocean. It was probably really only 5 seconds or so as I think in 10 it might have gotten there but I saw it going and screamed. Scrambling over rocks to get it in clip bike shoes is not an easy process. Thankfully it tipped over and stopped. My camera and phone flew out and hit the rocks but they were okay although my heart was in my throat over concern for my bike. Nothing was wrong with it. The pictures are a terrible job of a reenactment. I had already moved it back up as fast as I possibly could before "blog story" popped into my head and the camera came out. Some of you may remember I broke one camera in this exact spot last April.
I've told this story a few times and haven't gotten much of a reaction. I can't tell you adequately how I felt as that bike was headed to the water, not shallow water but a drop off at the bottom of all the rocks. But fortunately all was okay and I continued on my ride! I can easily say my bike is my favorite "thing" I own!