scientific fact for cyclists on a frosty Winter's morn'
Why is it with warm clothing too boot to guard against the dreaded
wind-chill during the Bobbin Head descent approaching 50 km/h on a
frigid, pristine Winter's morn', a cyclist's exposed face
doesn't complain? Yet the chill on the tiny gap between a glove and sleeve
can be a source of irritation all the way to the bridge.
Why do we bury our torso in thick blankets on a cold Winter's night? Yet our
face is exposed!
As the late, but colourful
Professor Julius Sumner
Miller regularly espoused to his science classes, "Why is it so?"
Because a cyclist's face is made of the same stuff as a duck's bum. A duck
has all that feathery down to cover it above the water, and is still able to
float around in frigid water without freezing its arse's off.
Faces are made of the same stuff as a duck's butt is
beneath its bum fluff.
Test of the Hypothesis:
If you don't
believe Bank Teller, try sub-merging your face in a frosty duck
pond for the same time as it takes you to descend to Bobbin
Head bridge. And then dip your butt in.
The nerve ends in your face will contend with the frigid pond better than your