While we were mending a p*nct*re in Ashbourne tunnel, a Very Kind Gentleman slowed down to ask if we were OK and had everything we needed. "Yes Thanks" was the first reply, followed almost immediately by "Is that an Orange Bling Genesis?"
Tiptop OTP laughed at me for being about to call his bike by my bike's nickname.
I don't think I've ever seen another one out in the wild before. And the worst bit is that I was on my Grasshopper today. We got caught in a downpour in the last mile of the Tissington trail, so dashed for the shelter of the tunnel, whereupon we noticed the faerie visitation.