One day my brother, hubby & I were at Stoner Park bike riding. It was a great day till I yelled out “Come on slow pokes” and rode ahead, right into a giant puddle of sewage that stopped me in my tracks. It flew all in my mouth, hair, socks & shoes & all over my bike. I literally smelt like poop, because it was really all over me. The guys were laughing so hard,  “No thanks, we’ll go this way!”