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.
I know as well as any of you that I've been checked out lately, kind…
Peter Sagan has undergone quite the transformation over the years; starting as a brash and…
The Women's road race has to be my favorite one-day road race after Paris-Roubaix and…
Holy fuckballs. I've never been this late ever on a VSP. I mean, I've missed…
This week we are currently in is the most boring week of the year. After…
I have memories of my life before Cycling, but as the years wear slowly on…
View Comments
Hmmm running red lights?
Pedal power: VicRoads considers allowing cyclists to run red lights
I do quietly enjoy lane splitting when cars are stuck in gridlock. Gaps are left from drivers still texting/updating social status and can slot in front of them along with the moving traffic.
Yet to try something. When traffic lights are red rolling up to them, instead of picking my way to the front, stop about five to ten car lengths back, preferably clicked in holding onto a sign post. That way I'm not trying to click in while cars a giving 4/5ths of stuff all lane to get through the intersection. I do pull to the side, pedestrian permitting, to click in and get some speed up before continuing on.
"Don't escalate" makes total sense. I've tried the sweary, aggressive method and it has done no good.
If, instead, you catch up with a bad driver at the next lights and say something like "Can you give a bit more room please, mate? That was scary back there", you achieve so much more. By staying polite, you don't trigger a confrontation. By drawing attention to your vulnerability you appeal to their better nature (everyone has one somewhere) and by asking them to do something differently - this is the key bit - they might actually do something differently.
A big row changes no one's behaviour. Think about the actual outcome you're trying to bring about: better awareness, one driver at a time. Not tribal war.
@Tobin especially this time of year. Enjoy the snow birds and the weather
@frank I finally purchased a road id this summer and I wear it all the time.
@blackpooltower
This.
Years ago had a car passenger jump out with a knife after my mate gave them the bird. He gave the bird because they were being smart arses when driving past us really, really close with the passenger door open. My mate did a U-ey, while I was cut off by the car driving onto the nature strip. That's when the passenger pulled the knife on me a said," tell your mate to keep his finger to himself!"
We were about 16 years old back then, riding in a suburban back street.
@sthilzy Blimey. Terrifying!
I first started commuting by bike in London in the 80s, and boy was it scary at times, with drivers obviously aiming to knock you off. I admit to making use of a D-lock more than once, leaving a broken windscreen in one case after someone sheared off a pedal (just got my foot out in time).
Wind on 30 years and I now finally an adult, and realise it's pointless to confront those who are incapable of empathy. I can say that the majority of drivers are far more aware of cyclists, and many do make efforts to accommodate us. There also far more bike on the road and I'm afraid the standard of riding is dropping. We expect motorists to drive with care and caution - so should cyclists. That said, most of the deaths this year have been caused by large dumper trucks working piecemeal on construction sites who get paid per trip and therefore take risks. Pertinent to note that they are not allowed to manoeuvre around a site without a banksman directing them (construction industry has done a lot to tidy up what was a woeful health and safety record), yet it's ok for the same vehicles to hurtle around the congested roads at will.
i usually get out of the saddle (if not already out) when I know I'm holding someone up (taking the lane to avoid impact-crater potholes, getting back in motion after a red light,etc.)--not sure how much it does for PR, but it might at least send the message that I'm putting a bit of effort into it.
Loads of great tips and stories, thanks!
There, it seems, is nothing quite like a "Car vs Bike" article to polarise opionions. Particularly so in the UK. Urban Riding Tip 1 is the most important. I've shared many a shaken headed look of disapproval with motorists at red lights as we've watched another cyclist sail through with gay abandon. Those moments we can share the road and our feelings can go some way to letting motorists no we aren't all wankers on wheels, just as motorists are not all pathological cycle hating mentalists.
@davidlhill Were I given the opportunity to drive a large vehicle, be it lorry or bus, I would brick it at every major junction - sure the video exaggerates the principle somewhat, but the point is; how can you ever been sure it's clear before you turn? Hats off to the drivers, it must take nerves of steel to go about your job safely.
Yes, there certainly has been a marked improvement by drivers of HGV/PSVs in Central London, but I'm always left gobsmacked by how idiotic cyclists (or 'bike riders') are in their nonchalance around them.
@Chris E Dub
I'm glad I'm not the only one who's noticed an improvement, as because any improvement has to be celebrated. I'm with VeloJello too - there are some red lights where going trough them is sheer stupidity and sharing that thought with drivers is my modus operandi too.
The video wasn't exaggerating. I can't tell you enough what a shock it was to me when I sat in a driver's chair and realised how little I saw.
Another famous 'death-trap' in East London is the Bow Roundabout. The last cyclist death was caused by a both a cyclist and a lorry jumping a red light, except the cyclist wanted to go straight and the lorry wanted to turn left (as per newspaper reports post the coroner's inquest). There was only going to be one loser.
Both at fault - but only one paid with their life.
I tend to get wound up on this subject. I recently saw a youngish girl on a bike with full motorbike type helmet sail through a red and turn right while other traffic was moving. All I could do, while stopped on the red, was to think 'lady, that helmet will do diddly squat to save you should you be sideswiped, so don't act like it does.
DAvid