I propped my pedals against my laptop bag, and started shooting. Walking ever so gingerly, not to rock the dock. I decided I should get off the dock for some shots with all of the trees in the back ground. This was an iffy notion, but figured I could be careful. Wrong.
Just as I got onto the grass, I heard the sound of a bike hitting the dock behind me. First of all, you should never turn your back to your favorite bike when it's balanced like a feather. Second of all, it was just a dumb idea. I was so lucky it didn't fall into the water, and I was suddenly more conscious of everything around me. It felt like I had just woken up. Bad way to wake up. I even remember when I was propping the bike for the pic thinking what I would do if I lost the bike to the murky depths. Okay, it's only about 3 feet, but I actually was thinking that she might fall into the water, and I still did it! Dumb, dumb, dumb.
After picking up my beast (and apologizing to it) we continued on our way and I shall certainly not be so careless again.
I figured a riding pic would be a safer alternative.
Ride yer bike!