It was quite a change yesterday going from the plains of Montana to the prairies of Alberta running up against the Rockies. All types of weather as you can see by the photo. Rain,hail,sunny,cool, and to finish the day off rainy and cool 10 miles out of Cardston. I felt good about being a west bounder riding through the prairies alone as usual and seeing 3 east bounders going by in the back of a pickup to escape the rain. Even back in Chester a farmer I met couldn't figure out why I was riding west. I just said "Crazy" and his friend explained seeing I didn't have a explanation.
This was the strangest experience so far. As I was riding I spotted this Hawk on the pole. Theres a few of them. So I snapped a quick pic. Nothing spectacular. As I road off I could see it was following me and pestering me like crows bother eagles. I let it go till it dived bomb and hit my helmet. Thats it! I got off the bike and started walking as it wasn't safe to ride as I was preoccupied with my rear view mirror watching for it's next tactic. It kept at it.Ducking it's predictable dives as I seen it approach. Finally I needed something for retaliation and used my SeaLine map case on a shock cord to swing at it as it buzzed by. Which worked alright. The hawk out maneuvering the Alberta map in the last seconds to avoid a crash. Then another hawk showed up. Now whats going to happen? Nothing as three old starlings came to the rescue and started harrasing it. Finally it gave up and rested on a pole again down a cross road. Strange experience. I'm just use to dogs.
Dinner time on the prairies.
It was quite a change yesterday going from the plains of Montana to the prairies of Alberta running up against the Rockies. All types of weather as you can see by the photo. Rain,hail,sunny,cool, and to finish the day off rainy and cool 10 miles out of Cardston. I felt good about being a west bounder riding through the prairies alone as usual and seeing 3 east bounders going by in the back of a pickup to escape the rain. Even back in Chester a farmer I met couldn't figure out why I was riding west. I just said "Crazy" and his friend explained seeing I didn't have a explanation. 
This was the strangest experience so far. As I was riding I spotted this Hawk on the pole. Theres a few of them. So I snapped a quick pic. Nothing spectacular. As I road off I could see it was following me and pestering me like crows bother eagles. I let it go till it dived bomb and hit my helmet. Thats it! I got off the bike and started walking as it wasn't safe to ride as I was preoccupied with my rear view mirror watching for it's next tactic. It kept at it.Ducking it's predictable dives as I seen it approach. Finally I needed something for retaliation and used my SeaLine map case on a shock cord to swing at it as it buzzed by. Which worked alright. The hawk out maneuvering the Alberta map in the last seconds to avoid a crash. Then another hawk showed up. Now whats going to happen? Nothing as three old starlings came to the rescue and started harrasing it. Finally it gave up and rested on a pole again down a cross road. Strange experience. I'm just use to dogs.
Dinner time on the prairies.
