A Great Bloke

How much do we love a Great Bloke in Australia?

Well today I found one. He was spending his Sunday servicing the needs of cyclists at LeKnicks in Blackrock.

This might be a good time (pre story) to acknowledge the growing number of posts that make me seem like a bit of a space head when it comes to organising (I refer to the episode of picking up new wheels, Oct 2 post), can I reinforce that I'm not - always.

So I set out for a gentle Sunday roll and minutes in realised I'd forgotten to saddle up with a water bottle. Sure it wasn't going to be a demanding ride but the weather's turning and that sunshine was dehydrating my bodies Winter coat.

Cue the great bloke.

I stopped at LeKnicks knowing they do a pretty good deal on most things and crawled in gasping for a cheap water bottle, $5 or less. Rich of me, I know, but it was genuinely all the cash I had.
No dice. $10 was the cheapest.
"Thanks anyway", I shuffled back out into the desert, pointing my bike in the direction of the nearest palm-tree mirage.

As I went to stroke the pedals out gallops my Hero (wasn't wearing armour, so brave) offering me a $10 bottle for 5.

Not an example of where I source my water from.

"I can't be responsible for having a cyclist pass out cause he didn't have a bottle" he quipped. Possibly inferring that I appear so unfit this 17 degree sun was going to drop me like a fly.

I'd say the list of most ridiculous things to forget on a bike goes like this:
1. Bike.
2. Helmet.
3. WATER BOTTLE + WATER.
4. $3.50 coffee money.
5. A sock to stuff down the front of your knicks.

It should be noted that I did attempt to call the shop once I'd returned home to pay the extra $5 over the phone. Honestly the shop was closed. That's not some cheap lie to get me out of a debt I swear!
"Will I be calling tomorrow to pay?" You enquire.
Ummmmmmm.........yep.

So next time your passing LeKnicks, stop in and pick up a bargain, or a Great Bloke, whatever takes your fancy.


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