There is little in life that compares to a ride along a quiet country road. This surely is the altar of our sport, where all the greatest qualities of cycling are brought into relief by the simple act of propelling yourself along by your own power. Despite being social creatures, the experience is heightened by solitude; when no one else is witness this glorious act, we are allowed to slip further into the simplicity of the act. Our arms reaching out to the bars, the rhythm as our legs spin the pedals, the feel of the machine as it glides along effortlessly, the feeling of power as we stand to accelerate over a hill, the wind in our face, knowing it’s generated by our own speed. There is only the road, the machine, and ourselves.
Alas, for most of us, this experience is reserved for special rides when circumstance finds us within reach of such a place. Indeed, many of us spend the majority of our time riding the busy roads found in our urban lifestyles, not deserted country lanes. This reality has us facing a choice between not riding or riding amongst traffic that threatens a significant negative impact on our well-being should something go sideways – like, for example, your bicycle.
While it is inherently more dangerous than riding on quiet roads, the risk of urban riding can be managed somewhat through vigilance and discipline. We must constantly be aware of our surroundings and understand not only the risks traffic poses to us, but also the unpredictability we ourselves bring to a driver who doesn’t understand the way a cyclist thinks, and what we might do next. The bicycle and the traffic together form two parts of a dangerous equation where we control few of the variables and stand to lose a great deal should something go wrong. In light of this, we should focus on maximizing the elements we can control, and marginalize those we can’t.
Ride predictably. When out training in town, consider yourself to be riding in the bunch, except the other riders are cars that can kill you. Just like riding in a group, when in traffic, hold your line, signal when there’s a hazard or when turning, and generally ride as predictably possible.
Ride on the sunny side of the street. If there is a shoulder, ride in it, but if not, stay as far to the side as you safely are able to. Don’t ride so far to the side that it means you might hit something that might cause you to move erratically; there’s nothing safe about suddenly flying out into traffic because you hit something at the side of the road.
Only ride through puddles you can see the bottom of. Water tends to accumulate along the side of the road, and has a nasty habit of being smooth on the surface regardless of what the bottom looks like. If you can’t see the bottom of the puddle, it’s safer to ride around it than it is to ride through it and risk getting launched by a hidden pothole.
Ride aggressively defensive. If there’s a narrow section of road coming up where it will be dangerous for a car to pass, signal to the cars behind and swing out into the middle of the lane until it’s safe for them to pass.
It’s helpful to be able to accelerate quickly to move with traffic if necessary. In the event that you’re riding in a lane in order to discourage cars from passing, it’s good to move at the same speed as the traffic in order to piss them off slightly less and reduce the chance that they go all gansta on your ass and hit or shoot you out of spite.
Be gracious. If a car does the right thing, wave at them in thanks. If you know you are holding them up because you’re obstructing their path, move the side as soon as it’s safe and gesture your appreciation of their patience.
Don’t escalate. You will invariably be placed into a dangerous situation by a driver who is either ignorant of the danger they caused you or is simply an ass. In both of these cases, screaming obscenities at them will only serve to put them on the defensive and make them hate cyclists even more than they already do. If you absolutely must say something, do your best to let them know why what they did was dangerous; if you’re polite and assertive, the message is much more likely to find it’s way home.
Details matter; pay attention to the cars around you. Take note of the subtle signals the drivers are sending you. Are they overly fond of the brake pedal? Are they speeding? Are they swerving, texting, or otherwise distracted? Or do they drive predictably and use their turn signals properly? These things will tell you a lot about how safe you’ll be when they’re close to you.
Avoid overly dangerous routes. Ride on the roads you need to in order to train properly, but also avoid unnecessarily dangerous areas or only ride them when traffic is at it’s lightest. Roads with good shoulders are preferable and, counter-intuitively, bike paths are not always safer places to ride; these are often filled with people of a variety of skill levels who may not be paying attention.
Lastly, cycling is easier to enjoy if you’re alive and in one piece; always ride to proactively avoid placing yourself in risky situations when possible and have a plan if you find yourself needing to take a risk.
Some fantastic riding can be had on urban roads. Always be careful to understand your risks; be agressive when safety requires it, and defensive when it doesn’t.
Vive la Vie Velominatus.
frank
The founder of Velominati and curator of The Rules, Frank was born in the Dutch colonies of Minnesota. His boundless physical talents are carefully canceled out by his equally boundless enthusiasm for drinking. Coffee, beer, wine, if it’s in a container, he will enjoy it, a lot of it. He currently lives in Seattle. He loves riding in the rain and scheduling visits with the Man with the Hammer just to be reminded of the privilege it is to feel completely depleted. He holds down a technology job the description of which no-one really understands and his interests outside of Cycling and drinking are Cycling and drinking.
As devoted aesthete, the only thing more important to him than riding a bike well is looking good doing it.
Frank is co-author along with the other Keepers of the Cog of the popular book, The Rules, The Way of the Cycling Disciple and also writes a monthly column for the magazine, Cyclist. He is also currently working on the first follow-up to The Rules, tentatively entitled The Hardmen.
Email him directly at rouleur@velominati.com.
minion - I've also learned, through R&D, that grown men in expensive cars do not like it when you chat up their missus. Nor do they like being called a pussy by some fruit in Lycra.
I LOVE people who fight & burn non-renewable resources to pass you dangerously, only to have to hit their brakes immediately for that light or stop sign. MUST NOT REMAIN BEHIND FUCKFACE ON BIKE. I used to enjoy saying to these people as I inevitably caught up to them, "Nice hustle!" like a junior high school gym teacher might but, I've learned this doesn't make drivers very happy either.
It's fun to be young & bold (dumb?) but it's also a better life to be a bit older & try to move through life, including encounters with aggressive drivers, as if you are in a school of fish - just hold your line and keep on going, not paying things you can't control much attention.
@Ron: on your first comment: AMERCKX brother!!! beautifully put. I see this all the time and the hypocracy of 'coexist' and run over anyone in my way as I go to get my $6/coffee and run to work because I'm too busy to look as I text and talk and put my face on...is just not fixable.
But really, I am very lucky, as I live in a rural town of ~12k total and thats it, and my rides are seriously solo lone wolf rides and often I won't be passed by more than a handful of cars in 50k or more. But when I get to town, she's all done.
Here is a couple added thoughts to everyones
A:
Despite being social creatures, the experience is heightened by solitude; when no one else is witness this glorious act, we are allowed to slip further into the simplicity of the act. Our arms reaching out to the bars, the rhythm as our legs spin the pedals, the feel of the machine as it glides along effortlessly, the feeling of power as we stand to accelerate over a hill, the wind in our face, knowing it's generated by our own speed. There is only the road, the machine, and ourselves
Pure word! Poetic Frank, I can't believe you nail this stuff every freaking time. thanks
B) Rule 4: Ride aggressively defensive. And I just ride with the assumption nobody see's me. If under that assumption, it really lessens the likelihood of you pulling out, or thinking...its ok, because...its not
C) Rule 7: Don't escalate. Absolutely, don't do it unless your so stupid mad you don't mind looking like the tazmanian devil in lycra. Its quite awkward if you do escalate, and they pull over and you pull over....take it from me, carbon soled road shoes are not the ass-kicking boots you wear to the bar on a friday night. They are more akin to fighting on ice-skates on a lonely sunday afternoon w/boybatono, and your drunk opponent has more leverage even if he has downed a 12 pack. Pick them graciously.
Rule 9: Absolutely spot on. Be smart, the only thing traffic owes a bike rider who thinks they own it, is an accident w/all in good intentions.
@Chris
Southern Warwickshire. Good for a buzz down to the Cotswolds on a weekend. Just not much by way of climbs...
Good stuff Frank, thanks for this
There is no such thing as excessively communicating - I do hate wishy washy flicks of the wrists, half nods and other forms of what essentially amount to telepathy - keep the signals big, clear and bloody obvious, especially with motorists, who are by their nature disconnected from the outside world - so what if they think you're a dick, you'll never speak to them again anyway
And I guess we need to remember, we can be wrong sometimes too, so assume nothing and keep the concentration 100% at all times, like you are entering a war zone
Try Cambridgeshire, flat as a pancake. Round here hill intervals are best done on the local multi storey car park! You have wales and Shropshire within reach for some hillier riding.
I don't need to hear how delightful NZ is. I've seen the pictures. Get me a job there. Tomorrow. Please.
Great post, frank.
We do a cyclist training program here every summer. It's designed to get cyclists of all skill levels to be comfortable riding in a group and sharing the roads with cars. This is a good thing to share with the participants.
Around here we are lucky in that we can be out of the urban scene in 10-15 minutes, yet we still have the "king of the road" car drivers to deal with on our way out of town. We try to keep our "finger pointing" to a minimum.
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@ralasdair
Where in this rural idyll are you based?
minion - I've also learned, through R&D, that grown men in expensive cars do not like it when you chat up their missus. Nor do they like being called a pussy by some fruit in Lycra.
I LOVE people who fight & burn non-renewable resources to pass you dangerously, only to have to hit their brakes immediately for that light or stop sign. MUST NOT REMAIN BEHIND FUCKFACE ON BIKE. I used to enjoy saying to these people as I inevitably caught up to them, "Nice hustle!" like a junior high school gym teacher might but, I've learned this doesn't make drivers very happy either.
It's fun to be young & bold (dumb?) but it's also a better life to be a bit older & try to move through life, including encounters with aggressive drivers, as if you are in a school of fish - just hold your line and keep on going, not paying things you can't control much attention.
@Tom
Tom; Strong, strong work. +1
Great write up frank!
@Ron: on your first comment: AMERCKX brother!!! beautifully put. I see this all the time and the hypocracy of 'coexist' and run over anyone in my way as I go to get my $6/coffee and run to work because I'm too busy to look as I text and talk and put my face on...is just not fixable.
But really, I am very lucky, as I live in a rural town of ~12k total and thats it, and my rides are seriously solo lone wolf rides and often I won't be passed by more than a handful of cars in 50k or more. But when I get to town, she's all done.
Here is a couple added thoughts to everyones
A:
Pure word! Poetic Frank, I can't believe you nail this stuff every freaking time. thanks
B) Rule 4: Ride aggressively defensive. And I just ride with the assumption nobody see's me. If under that assumption, it really lessens the likelihood of you pulling out, or thinking...its ok, because...its not
C) Rule 7: Don't escalate. Absolutely, don't do it unless your so stupid mad you don't mind looking like the tazmanian devil in lycra. Its quite awkward if you do escalate, and they pull over and you pull over....take it from me, carbon soled road shoes are not the ass-kicking boots you wear to the bar on a friday night. They are more akin to fighting on ice-skates on a lonely sunday afternoon w/boybatono, and your drunk opponent has more leverage even if he has downed a 12 pack. Pick them graciously.
Rule 9: Absolutely spot on. Be smart, the only thing traffic owes a bike rider who thinks they own it, is an accident w/all in good intentions.
@minion
Ha, did you get anywhere with the missus?
@Chris
Southern Warwickshire. Good for a buzz down to the Cotswolds on a weekend. Just not much by way of climbs...
Good stuff Frank, thanks for this
There is no such thing as excessively communicating - I do hate wishy washy flicks of the wrists, half nods and other forms of what essentially amount to telepathy - keep the signals big, clear and bloody obvious, especially with motorists, who are by their nature disconnected from the outside world - so what if they think you're a dick, you'll never speak to them again anyway
And I guess we need to remember, we can be wrong sometimes too, so assume nothing and keep the concentration 100% at all times, like you are entering a war zone
@ralasdair
Try Cambridgeshire, flat as a pancake. Round here hill intervals are best done on the local multi storey car park! You have wales and Shropshire within reach for some hillier riding.
@minion
Gloat away. But I'm ignoring you.
I don't need to hear how delightful NZ is. I've seen the pictures. Get me a job there. Tomorrow. Please.
Great post, frank.
We do a cyclist training program here every summer. It's designed to get cyclists of all skill levels to be comfortable riding in a group and sharing the roads with cars. This is a good thing to share with the participants.
Around here we are lucky in that we can be out of the urban scene in 10-15 minutes, yet we still have the "king of the road" car drivers to deal with on our way out of town. We try to keep our "finger pointing" to a minimum.