Lock up your chooks, or they will get eaten. And don't leave anything else lying around outside undefended. That could be the message from last night's Bike Sydney Full Moon Ride.
A more bizarre scene is hard to imagine. Try anyway: Glebe foreshore park. 1.30 a.m. Or thereabouts. (Full moon light does not provide adequate illumination to read a digital watch.) Seven cyclists sit in a circle, shivering, eating Tim Tams, cheese and crackers and fruit cake. (Mmmmm, fruit cake...)
We become aware of a shadowy figure, silhouetted by city lights, circling us on the grass – a fox! The bold-as-brass creature creeps closer and closer, sniffing our bikes on the outside of the circle, nudging the saddles and pedals and trotting away if we look like challenging it. No-one feels like struggling up, though. Emboldened further, the fox creeps to within a couple of metres of our circle – then suddenly snatches a bicycle helmet and bolts!
The helmet's owner, surely a candidate for the next Olympic 100m sprint final, instantly leaps to his feet and gives chase. He is actually gaining on the fox with its unwieldy burden. Foxy apparently decides helmet, although apparently smelling like food, doesn't taste much like food, drops same, and continues its headlong sprint for safety while the helmet owner retrieves his possession.
Six other cyclists roll around on the grass in sheer hysterics.
This will no doubt pass into Bike Sydney night-ride legend and to generations of cyclists to come. In the meantime, be warned.
It's also sure going to make it hard for the June Full Moon Ride to top but, rest assured, something will happen!