Sunday, October 14, 2012

Helvetic Road Hazards – Bovine and Other


Winter is right around the corner.  This morning before I went out on my bike ride I checked the weather report – 2 degrees!  Holy Cow!  Ok, granted in was in Celsius, it’s still a jolt to see such low numbers.

The months of July, August, and September were exciting riding times for Doug and I.  Swiss roads are the best!  Swiss drivers are so courteous of cyclists!  Swiss countryside and scenery are incomparable!  Every bike ride was a new discovery, a new gorgeous area to explore.  We were in heaven.

The chilly weather is bringing a bit of an edge to the Swiss cycling experience.  The drivers seem a little less patient – it never fails to shock me how they will wait until I’m getting close before they decide it’s safe to pull in front of me.  Now I’m expecting it – I look for that little second of indecision from the driver, a slight rocking of their car, and then they decide … what the heck, I’ll go for it.  Luckily I’m usually out on roads without too many cars.  But that brings other hazards as well…

Hunting season must have started, because I’m hearing shots fired in the woods where I’ve never heard shots before (I have a few routes next to les champs de tir).  My average speed travelling through the woods has picked up, and I’m hoping my red jersey doesn’t somehow resemble a buck’s rump.  I feel a jolt of fear (just like I would imagine a deer feels) when I hear a rustle in the woods.  I actually had a deer jump out right in front of me the other day.  The poor thing was scared to death; he stumbled, struggled to get up as he kicked his feet in the air, righted himself, turned and looked at me for a second, and then bounded away.  I have a friend whose car has been jumped by deer three different times (she’s a deer magnet), so I’ve developed a healthy fear of deer in the wild.

Fall colors just starting in the Jura Mountains

Last weekend Doug and I went on a 98-mile bike up the Col de Marchairuz in the Jura mountains – it was a warm, sunny, fall day and a fantastic ride.  On the way down the mountain Doug pointed out that the side of the road seemed to be trampled down, and that there was a lot of “mud” in the road.   Had they just had "la désalpe" – where they bring the cows down from the mountain for the winter?  Sure enough, just as we were reaching the bottom of the mountain, we were stopped by a troupe of cows walking in the middle of the road.  The cows were decorated with flowers, large bells, and being led by a procession dressed in traditional fare – it was a beautiful sight.

Look what side of the fence this cow was on!
 Typical stone fences in the Jura mountains
 "La Dèsalpe" Procession
 The Beauties

I absolutely love cows – they are such gentle creatures with big expressive eyes.  I used to say that I don’t even mind their “eau de barnyard” smell.  I've changed my opinion on that since I've had to endure bike rides next to endless fields fertilized with the stuff.  It’s especially bad when you’re going up a hill on a hot day next to a recently “fertilized” field.   But I do admire the way the Swiss take care of their fields – they are a sight to behold – they have the blackest, most fertile soil I’ve ever seen.

I’ve also learned that if you stand with your back to a field of cows, within minutes you’ll have the entire herd just behind you.  I’ve been startled by this several times - – they don’t say a word, they are just suddenly right behind you. 

These cows came to check out Doug and I, and even sniffed my bike
New friend

Back to road hazards...some of the tiny roads that we ride on are only wide enough for one car, so when you see a tractor barreling down toward you, you know that you’re the one that has to get out of the way.  The tractors can have various sharp implements extending out from both sides.   I’ve had to jump up on an embankment with my bike just in the nick of time – it must have been lunch or quitting time for that farmer because he wasn’t stopin’.

And finally, the impeccable Swiss roads also mean that there is constant road repair.  I’ll discover a fantastic new route and then read that the road will be closed for a month due to roadwork.  They seemed to be overly concerned with drainage right now, which worries me – it there something coming that I need to know about?  And what about all those “route non-déneigé” signs I’ve been seeing?  I’m afraid that we’re going to need a new winter sport soon.

* Translation tools on the bar to the right to make sense of the franglais…

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