The Buang Biker™ Gets 3 Bucks … by Surprise!

The Morning 20 has already become the Morning Mundane. In an effort to spice things up I’ve decided to ride down the road a few extra miles to make a Morning 25. This new route has brought me back to our favorite named trail: Scheiße Creek, I mean, Hollow Creek Greenway.

I picked up the green way about midway in. You know, where the nose knows it’s getting close.

As I turned the corner, I found three bucks. Or maybe does. I don’t know. They didn’t stick around long enough for me to check. All I know is that I managed to sneak up on 3 deer. That’s not something easily done around here. Usually, they know I’m coming a mile away. Also, I thought I was pretty noisy, but something caught their attention.

Their hind legs were on the pavement and their front legs were on the side of a steep hill like. Their necks stretching and craned like they were cornering something.

As I turned the corner and came face to snout with this sight, we all paused for a second. The looks on their faces was priceless. It wasn’t a scared look. It was more a look of “Oh scheiße. I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar.”

Immediately, they turned around and took off in the other direction, scattering like crooks running away from the police.

The things I see on a bike…..

Pedal on!™

Buang Biker™ — Poop Along the Rail Trail

No. Not mine.

Nor the horses’.

As you may remember, I wrote about another trail in York County that crossed paths with a poop plant. Well, I learned during my recent Bucket List Trip that the York Heritage Rail Trail has no less than 4 poop processing plants (P3) along it’s 21 miles of track. Plus a fifth north of town.

The Rail Trail generally follows the path of Codorus Creek and one of its main tributaries. There was a time that it had earned the nickname Inky Stinky. And while there are so many P3s along the Codorus, it really doesn’t stink any more.

But it also makes me hesitant to dip a cup in when I run out of water. I’m not sure I’d even try a filtering straw unless my life depended upon it.

For the most part, the P3s are easily missed. The one north of the city is the only one I’ve ever actually smelled. And people fish on the banks by the plant! Hopefully, catch and release, because I’m not sure I’d want to eat a fish I caught right outside of a poop plant. I’m sure the water is relatively safe, but……..

Anyway, I’ll just have to keep calling it the Codorus Creek, because it’s not inky. Nor stinky. Plus, I already bestowed the nickname Scheiße Creek to that other waterway.

Until next time: Pedal on!

The Buang Biker™: Up Hollow’s Creek Without a Paddle

The Buang Biker was out and about this evening, trying out a new trail. And I learned it’s dirty little secret.

It’s the Hollow Creek Greenway. Hm, more like Scheiße Creek Greenway.

This 1.5 mile trail starts just past Nixon Park off Valley Rd. It goes from the parking lot, curves around private residences before crossing Valley Rd.

Then it travels gently, sometimes more gently than other times, upward for the mile and a half. It’s slightly loose gravel. Not great for the hybrid tires on my Tern Joe. But I coped.

Thing is, it smelled a little ripe. I just attributed it to the fetid humid conditions prevailing at the time. And I thought it a little odd that there were a few sanitary sewer covers along the trail. Then a mile in I learned the secret.

The Springfield Township waste water treatment facility sits along the trail. And while taking my picture, the facility took a dump. Huge rush of water came out of a strategically cloaked pipe under the building.

Clever.

The rest of the ride up was less ripe. The ride back was nicely downhill.

It’s good walking trail. Not enough trail for biking unless it’s for little kids.

And remember: always wear your helmet!