Anecdotal research suggests that people are being let off-leash without adequate training to perform basic activities such as walking on sidewalks or through airports and busy city centers. I’m assuming this expands to shopping malls, but I never go there so I can’t be sure. It’s easy to blame the mobile phones which apparently grow from our hands, but even when no phone appears to be involved, the same problem exists: people wander about without any apparent awareness that anyone else might be in the vicinity.
Take, for instance, the gentleman who wandered off the Plane Train at SEATAC airport the other day. As he detrained, he stopped to investigate which of the 4 identical escalators best satisfied his fancy. I’m not one to criticize someone’s escalator scrutiny – you can’t over think these sorts of things – my issue is with the choice to stop just outside the exit of the train, completely unaware that he was blocking the way for the other passengers still left on the train.
It isn’t that these are bad people. We’re a product of our society and society teaches us that being a self-absorbed asshole is the right way to go about your life; there’s no limit to what you can accomplish when you don’t give a flying fuck about how those accomplishments impact other people. Which brings me back to my original point: we’re not getting the right training in order to avoid being assholes.
Riding a bike in general and riding in a group in particular teaches you all sorts of things about external dependencies and the trickle effect that our actions have on those around us. Rule #59 extends beyond just riding in a straight line, but to riding predictably and informing those riders who are dependent on you of dangers and obstacles. Cyclists develop a situational awareness that becomes second nature with practice.
I therefore propose that we modify our free-ranging policy to include a provision that mandates all humans be required to take a bicycle racing class and spend significant time riding in a group at speed before being allowed into the wilds of society. Don’t change your line when walking on a sidewalk without peeking over your shoulder. Don’t stop dead in your tracks without checking if someone is behind you. Don’t take a right-hand turn without warning when driving in the far left lane. Don’t block doorways. Don’t knock people in the head when you’re walking with a 2×4.
And for the love of Merckx, take off your headphones.
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@unversio
The bell looks like it clips on neatly with a rubber strap. I use a similar device for flashers on my rain bike. Assuming you don't use that when not needed and that you take the fucker off before shooting a portrait of your bike, I think its well within regulation.
So take it you don't use the hand position either side of the stem? Only problem with bar furniture is that it takes up valuable real estate.
Had a rather disturbing encounter in the last kilometer* of the Saturday morning ride this morning, riding along a local street with parallel parking, bike lane, then one lane of traffic in each direction.
Urban tractor driving alongside me & I was level with her front, passenger side window when she spied a car park she wanted on the other side of me. Cue indicator & swinging in toward the parking space, through the space I was trying to ride in! Slammed the brakes on & flicked my elbow out to make contact with the window, which thankfully seemed to catch her attention & get her to stop.
Based on her reaction of genuine apologies & horror at what very nearly happened I can only assume she had no idea I was there, which is deeply disturbing given that she'd have to basically look around me to see the parking space she was aiming at & kinda indicates she was piloting a 2 tonne metal box at speed without paying any attention.
I was reminded of this important life skill last Sunday, while on my Sunday morning group ride. We were riding 2 by 2; the road that we were traveling required that we keep a tidy and tight line along the shoulder.
We ride on the right in Canada. I was on the inside line, closest to the traffic. The fella beside seemed to have two very serious afflictions that made my life miserable for upwards of an hour. He was unwilling or unable to ride directly behind the rider in front of him. For whatever reason, he was only comfortable when riding about a foot left of the wheel in front of him. This of course forced me a foot left of the wheel in front of me and left my arse hanging out into traffic. In addition to this endearing trait he had a touch of drunken sailerism when on the bike...weaving to and fro with a randomness and whimsy that I never could figure out.
It was incredibly uncomfortable. I found myself absolutely hating the man and feeling bad about it as I'm sure he's actually quite a nice fellow otherwise. I reshuffled the group at the first opportunity. We finally got to the point where we rode 2 by 1 by 2 so that we could sit back and admire his bike handling skills from a safe distance.
@The Grande Fondue
That looks like a Strong frame! Great builder in a great town...
@snowgeek Good eye! The other guy in Bozeman built my #1...
Hmmm. .... still doesn't explain the master who yells at the junior (me) for half wheeling after he hammers his brakes in a corner for no apparent reason.
@kixsand Dumb question. .. but is it a new rider? I remember a time when I couldn't draft worth a crap.
@Fausto Crapiz
Nope... the guy was super strong on the bike - laid down some serious V that day and was on a lovely DuraAce 9000 equipped Cervelo S5 with DA C50's. That bike would be a handful in a cross wind but that wasn't what we were dealing with on that day.