What a nice day! Or so I thought when I got up. I decided yesterday that I was going to go for a walk somewhere today, but couldn't decide where to go. I knew I would have to cycle to begin with as my car is broken. At about 1030 this morning I decided to go down to the local canal and go for a walk to see what I could see. I packed my binoculars and my camera, a couple of bird books, spare batteries, gloves and a bottle of pop. As I was cycling down the road(it's only about 2miles to the canal start at Stenson bubble), my bike decided it wanted to break(the bolt on the crank arm decided to come loose), but that was not going to stop me I thought. Every now and then I had to stop and tighten it with my fingers, it was never going to get really tight as I had no tools with me. It then decided to rain, I looked behind me and decided that it was going to blow over so I continued on towards the canal. When I got to the canal I locked my bike up against a telegraph pole and started