Thursday, August 18, 2005

Beast Wars

It was an honest mistake when I confused a black bear for my husband.

During one of our rides, Jesee slowed down to take in the view at one of his favourite spots along the Seymour River. As I rode past him, I said that I would go on ahead and he could catch up with me. At some point, I turned my head to see if he was behind me and saw a dark figure out of the corner of my eye. I just assumed that it was Jesee, so I started to pedal hard and resume the pace we were at. I was completely in my "zone" and enjoying the intense cardio, when I did a quick peek behind my back and noticed that Jesee was no longer behind me.

I pulled over and waited SEVERAL minutes and was starting to be concerned, as I contemplated riding back to see what was wrong. Jesee finally showed up frantic and breathless when he managed to spit out, "DID YOU SEE THE BEAR?" I shrugged my shoulders and replied very calmly, "What bear?”

Apparently, as I pedaled pass him, I also pedaled right past a bear. Startled by my presence, he growled and started to follow me. You see, the dark figure was NOT Jesee, but in fact the big, black bear (although they have very similar profiles). Witnessing the bear’s irritation, Jesee immediately dismounted and threw his Sexy Beast (bike) over his head and made lots of noise to distract it. After what felt like an eternity and much to Jesee's relief, the bear decided that he wasn't so bothered and perhaps the kaleidoscope of yellow, red and silver colours flashing at it sent it off in a tizzy?

As I said, it was an honest mistake.