I was about to pedal home when I spied a city vehicle making its way up onto the bike/ped trail by the first feeding station. The city truck was hauling what looked to be a small, red buggy. Intrigued, I ditched my plan to cycle home, dropped the bike against some bushes and peeped at the workers as they exited the truck. Setting out cones to mark off the area around their vehicle, the guys then unloaded the buggy from the truck bed. The little vehicle was kitted out with plastic tanks containing some sort of fluid. The workers got into the buggy and made their way into the wet areas just beyond the brush that had, in recent weeks, become full of stagnant rain water. Up until now, ducks had been using the area as a make-shift pond.
As the dudes drove through the water spraying something odorous in their wake, I walked up to the parked truck and saw that it had been dispatched by some sort of mosquito vector control team. I'd never seen the municipal logo before and wondered if its presence had anything to do with that new(ish) Zika virus I'd been reading about the papers, or if the city dispatches sprayers every year when the waters are high along the shore.
I checked out the workers for a few minutes longer to see if they were inadvertently going to disrupt the feeding areas (they didn't) before picking up my bike and going home. I must have really chucked my bike into the bramble because when I picked it up I could see that the chain was not only off, but twisted around the pedal and also disengaged from the back derailleur. I couldn't put the fix the chain and it had started to rain, so I just sucked it up and walked with my bike home. At least the cats are probably okay.
|Tommy, about a month back.|