Long Term Biker is Hay Fever Newbie
I’ve only recently taken up hay fever and I appreciate that as a newcomer I have a lot to learn. I’ve got the hang of most of the symptoms but it’s trying to enjoy them whilst riding a bike that’s defeating me.
During my 250 mile ride to the office and back yesterday, I struggled with something that the more experienced sufferer will have long known: the slightly open visor on my crash helmet acted as a ram air intake to force thousands of litres a second of pollen-laden air into my face.
Sneezing is a particular challenge in the narrow confines of a crash helmet. I had considered posting a pic of the inside of my visor after the ride but finally conceded that in the interests of common decency it was too much. Suffice it to say that it looked like I had shared it with an exploding alien and that the tiny amount of vision allowed me though the narrow slots of my pollen-swollen eyes was not enough to see through it.
In closing, I’d like to offer an apology to the bees of Herefordshire, Gloucestershire, Oxfordshire and Buckinghamshire. We appreciate your hard work and when you find your dinner has gone, please accept my sincere apologies. Every grain of pollen you were hoping to feast on is now caked around my streaming nose and eyes like mineral deposits round an Icelandic hot geyser. You wouldn’t want it now anyway.