Stupidity is a powerful force never to be underestimated. Geese are a good example; a more stupid vertebrate one would be most challenged to come across yet should you wander into a flock of them pecking about peacefully in a field, one is likely to erupt from its grazing to grab a billful of your ass and commence beating you savagely with its wing. I witnessed such an event in Minneapolis, where a goose goosed a friend of mine. To our collective dismay, he showed off his buttockian bruise proudly for many weeks.
I’m not immune my own stupidity, which is unfortunate because if you already have to deal with other people’s stupidity, you should at least be free of dealing with your own. Tragically, the opposite appears to be true. In point of fact, a dominant portion of my life is spent recovering from my own acts of idiocy. For example, I recently rode an Imperial century on Whidbey Island in scorching heat. To combat dehydration, I carefully prepared my usual two bidons – one with electrolyte and one with plain water as is my custom – and proceeded to leave them in the car rather than place them on the bike. I was gleefully unaware of this oversight until I was well over an hour into the ride and I reached down for a drink in my usual Casually Deliberate style and found the cages mockingly empty.
Stupidity is also why I believe the iPhone has always been designed to be a one-handed device, to allow its user to send messages with one hand while driving, leaving the other hand free to drink coffee or wave the bird at other drivers. This leaves plenty of bandwidth for the vehicle to swerve off the road and stack up bicyclists on its hood.
There is no courage without fear, and no intelligence without idiocy. The problem with the latter in both cases is that they are much easier than the former and it feels a lot like easy win on the push with most of the population. Which means that in the majority of cases, we are dealing with idiotic cowards which is not an encouraging scenario, especially when taking your own stupidity into account.
Last year, the New York Times published an essay on the mentality of motorists when it comes to Cyclists. Its a terrifying read, the sort of writing that makes you question whether its smart to keep riding on the road. My personal conclusion is that the road is where I find my soul; to stop riding would be its own kind of death. Nevertheless, it is frightening thought that not only are many motorists inattentive, but some feel bicycles don’t belong on the road in the first place, and that should they be struck and killed, it is somehow their own fault. A truck driver in Seattle recently killed a female Cyclist who was commuting downtown. The local news celebrated the driver’s integrity for not leaving the scene of the accident.
Which raises the question of how one is to stay safe while riding. Personally, I’ve found myself riding ever more defensively aggressive when I’m on the road. I’m riding farther out from the side on narrow roads to keep cars passing at dangerous points and I’m avoiding the highest-trafficked roads whenever possible. In the rain, I’m even riding The Reflective Bike of Authority. (I draw the line at donning a YJA; we’re not a savages.)
These are easy things to do, but the fact is we are still at the mercy of our peers on the road who may not be watching for us, or – worse – not care if they hit is or – worst of all – feel it is somehow our own fault by being on the road in the first place. Changing this begins with us, the Cyclists, through the idea that we are ambassadors for our sport. With that, I felt it an appropriate time to remind us of our Urban Riding tips and update them a bit.
The best rides are those you come home from; always ride to proactively avoid placing yourself in dangerous situations and have a plan if you find yourself needing to take a risk. Stay safe and always remember we’re all brothers and sisters on the road. Vive la Vie Velominatus.
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@frank you wrote "In the rain, I'm even riding The Reflective Bike of Authority. (I draw the line at donning a YJA; we're not a savages.)"
So I have a Castelli Gabba jersey in their fluoro yellow; i did make a deliberate decision against black given that it's highly-regarded foul weather apparel and it would be most often worn in conditions of poorer visibility for drivers. I certainly hope that we don't confuse a choice like this with indiscriminately donning a YJA.
@RedRanger Yes, RoadID for sure. Most of my riding is solo riding, thankfully mostly in the countryside of WI where traffic is less of an issue, but it gives my wife (and me) more peace of mind. It's to the point where I feel funny if I get out and realize i brain-spasmed and forgot to put it on.
@teleguy57
I know exactly how that feels. I ordered a new one when my son turned 17 to have him and my wife as primary contacts. I keep older RoadIDs around as backups in case I can't find the No. 1 RoadID. And sometimes it is just a matter of supporting RoadID so I order a new color -- Red or Black.
@Chris E Dub
Agreed. Experienced cyclist should let a carrier do its business and not get too along side or up underneath it.
@Puffy
That's enough to drive me insane.....
@unversio
Yes, I actually have two, and sometimes space even then. I like the idea of ordering new ones occasionally to support them; will have to do that this fall. Also wear mine when I ski patrol or ski recreationally, both at alpine areas where I telemark or out on the trails.
Also have been riding more with a rear flasher on overcast days and added a white front flasher as well. The changing seasons and shortening daylight has me running them more often too.
@teleguy57 In fact I need to give one to my son that goes hiking for days at a time.
@teleguy57
With you on both the Road ID and the fluoro Gabba. The Gabba is proper race kit and thus not a YJA.
Just had an interesting and contrasting weekend to all this. Did a Sportive around the Pas de Calais (France for those who were wondering!). It's been a few years since I have ridden in France but what a difference to the UK. Drivers all gave plenty of clearance to cyclists and waited till it was clear to give the space if there was oncoming traffic. Most impressive was the majority of traffic gave groups of cyclists right of way even when the cars actually had the right of way. Cars would stop on a roundabout if group of cyclists were approaching so as to let us through, similarly at road junctions cars would stop to let us cross or join the more major road. Such a nice ride.
Tough last 35km though. The breeze had got up and we had a headwind to plug. Well I say a breeze, we couldn't hold top gear even on the downhill stretches.
@Teocalli Oh, that's because they drive on the "right" side of the road.
See what I did there ^
However, I find it interesting that most of the anecdotes of inappropriate operation of a motor vehicle come from the UK and Down Unda... except for the crazy blonde in the video... so that kinda shoots my theory.
@DeKerr Apparently it's all Napoleon's fault. Everyone used to ride/pass on the left but when Napoleon decided to invade he walked down the right side of the road so that everyone had to do something to get out of the way.