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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@JohnB
Your Scottish independence thing is very interesting to follow for those of us for whom it has zero impact.
@HMBSteve
I saw an interesting graphic the other day on why its either safer to ride two abreast or why its more dangerous. Obviously it wasn't a good graphic as a good one would have me remembering which it is...but in any case there are times when going two abreast is safer because you keep cars from passing in dangerous areas and a long single file of riders can be very dangerous to pass in almost all circumstances. But as always, use your head.
@unversio
Finding a good remote road is so rewarding! Like finding a good climb or a perfect spot for intervals. And that part about being "too remote" does not compute. Just FYI.
@brett
You obviously don't keep birds.
Brilliant Frank! Thank you. I actually believe that the situation is getting worse, what with increased coverage of motorists who are praised - not charged - for staying with the father, mother, sister, brother they just killed.
A some things I'll add as an urban cyclist, road cyclist and League Certified Instructor:
1. Refuse to let drivers wave you through an intersection. Safety for all on the road depends on consistently following the rules of the road.
2. Use hand signals. Make BIG gestures to communicate your intended direction - like you're my Italian ex-wive arguing on the phone with her mother. Never, however, greet with the "Welcome to Providence" single-digit wave.
3. Wear clothing that contrasts with the backdrop. Seriously, wearing Berserker Green while riding through the wilds of Western Connecticut in the summer is suicidal. Try red instead. But, Berserker Green is great when the season is late, after the leaves have turned.
4. Use blinkies - front and back - all the time - regardless The Rules (sorry). The iPhone addled are addicted to bright, flashy things like dogs are addicted to squirrels. They will see you. Further, if you are riding in an area where you are in and out of a canopy of foliage or riding through narrow underpasses, a blinkie light can save your life.
5. Use your head. Don't put one goddamn thing into your ears! Listen to the music of the birds, your rhythmic breathing and any untoward sound your bike is making (even though you may need a Xanax later). Under inflated truck tires are a listening cyclist's best friend.
6. Remember, the Law may give you rights, but Newton's Laws rule and Bob Mionske can't bring you back from the dead.
Cheers!
@frank
Chickens are pretty smart actually...
@brett
Depends on the intelligence of the person doing the evaluation, probably. Also, children are stupid too, so your study is invalid. Most children I know can't even do math. I even saw an infant who couldn't even even talk.
Seriously. Dumbest animals. Their purpose is purely to be food to something else. But to the opening point of the article, just because they are barely able to stay alive without intervention, doesn't mean they can't do some rad-ass cool shit occasionally.
@Durishin
There was some construction on a recent ride; they blocked off the bike lane across a drawbridge, and gave no forewarning other than to merge the bike lane with traffic and send them across the metal grate which would be lethal even without sharing a lane with traffic (not to mention the lane of oncoming traffic.)
The construction worker was totally oblivious and belligerent as to my request to use the bike lane (which was still vacant).
It comes down to people not having any clue what its like to be on a bike in traffic. Its not (usually) aggression, its ignorance. We will have to do the educating.
@frank
Agreed, I hope for the day when I can somewhere possibly considered too remote as I am now stuck in the urban morass of the Philadelphia. There a few places of solace, but not as many as I would like. Until that time, I ride defensively aggressive and pray for Good Luck. Once, on a commute home a van pulled out in front of me. I was able to swerve out of the way, but gave a fist bump to the side window. The driver did not take kindly to this action and proceeded to chase me down, driving threateningly, and yelling at me. I vowed to never repeat this kind of instigation, realizing how stupid it was for me to do anything to provoke a person driving a weapon.
Great article as always Frank. Timely with Autumn setting in, and all the attendant hazards.
Agree with @Durishin that visible clothing and lights are important. Some rules might get violated as a result, but being dead should also be considered a rule violation.
I think of commuting as a risk management exercise. Identify, score, prioritise, mitigate. Do this continuously in real time, until you have arrived safely at your destination. Get better at identifying and mitigating. And repeat.
I remember a recent-ish documentary that was shown in the UK which covered the 'road war' between cyclists and motorists. The keynote was that many people (cyclists and motorists alike) see the roads as a competitive space, where it should be a collaborative space. Competition is pointless and dangerous, especially for the cyclist. Collaboration requires skill, give and take, and the absence of ego. But it does work well and gives you a better chance of getting home in one piece. And that's the most important thing.
Take care out there chaps.
This is frightening and interesting at the same time:
http://youtu.be/wzL0Kyk4m-8