Late last fall I had a parking-lot 1 mph accident that broke my fairing. The bike runs, but I've been saving up all winter to get the replacement parts, and then get them painted so they are all the same color. Finally this weekend I was able to start actual work. During the preparation, I swept out the "garage" where I keep the poor bike, and noticed a twig sticking out of my wife's helmet, which was hanging from a hook by its strap. She didn't ride last summer—a combination of a carburetor problem and extreme busyness. Here's what happened:
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Dear Rogers:
Kindly move Val's helmet into the house, clean out the crud, and look to see if there is anything else living in there. I have found spiders in my helmet, when left in the garage, and no longer recommend this process.
Fondes regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
Already done. Vacuumed it out good. She doesn't like spiders any more than you do.
I should add, though, that with our chickens foraging around, spiders keep an extremely low profile.
I love it! But who leaves their gear in the garage??
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