On an early morning ride out in the countryside, many years ago, a speeding car ahead of me hit a beautiful hare. When I arrived the poor thing was still concious but severely injured. I looked around for a rock or log but there was nothing suitable so I had to grit my teeth and use my heel. I felt terrible all day. Most road-kill I come across is out of it so I will always remember that hare.

Brian
Usually I muster up the courage to bang them on the head. That day my courage failed me. Ian

Brilliant Graham!

Soo sorry glad you ultimately recovered

Cheers Ian - a big milestone! Following a little behind but catching up …

I feel your pain.

Such a great name is ‘Bustard’.
When I saw ‘18 Bustard Day’, I thought you’d overtaken a minibus load of One Nation Party members.
Then I checked the spelling.

Lyla - Kensington, UK. There's no reason that it can't be copied and plonked in Cobar

Love to know where it is !!!!

Belated comment but I loved the video

Ian, appreciate this acknowledgment and am grateful for you comments

Wow, beats the huntsmen we get at hoem that I introduced to my children as Sweeties (cos you cant be scared of something called Sweetie). I'd be callings these Lady Sweeties, Ma'am.

Congratulations on passing your 2000 km, Ian, and thank you for telling the world about indigo and our partners!

That looks a bit like a London Cab.
Long way to joy ride before dumping it.

I bet you would! And you'd make a pair of black-headed python nicks that you'd sell at a premium to a touring cyclist with a sore arse.