Who stopped to help me yesterday afternoon. Very kind and friendly.
I had only stopped to take a photo of the windmills, but I would have been really grateful if I'd been in trouble.
I never understand why I hear about nobody stopping to help other bikers. I always seem to be surrounded within seconds of stopping.
It's getting to be like the old joke about boy scouts helping old ladies across the road. Even if they don't want to go, they are determined to do a good turn.
Bikers just can't help but be nice. I love it.