That guy was sitting on a mountain bike track where, I can assure you, your ordinary biker wouldn't even care to look whether or not there's an animal on the track. And this one here sat there, and did not move at all for minutes!
I tried to convince the poor bugger that his bright yellow colours wouldn't work as a deterrent against bikers; and when he insisted that they be deterred I even assured him that I found him very much frightening, and that I wouldn't get near to him no matter what circumstances. (I did though, but didn't care to tell him.)
Well, the end of the story is short: I just put him aside, on a place safer than the middle of the road. However I fear that he didn't take long getting there, imposing and impressing the bikers on the track; I only hope the bikers were of the kind which is susceptible to such threats.
