Every morning I come down and find a huge spider web draped across my bike. Normally, in the rest of my life, I would just quietly walk away and take the TTC, but NO. THIS IS MY BIKE AND I WILL DEFEND IT. I cautiously approach and, with a stick from the lawn, furiously attack the air around my bike like a fencing champion. I can tell this is the Charlotte of Bike Spiders since this spider is so prolific in her web-making skills. She has usually gone from floor to ceiling, around both bicycles, and through and under many of the spokes.