A rant: If you're passing me, please let me know!

[owlice]

(This rant is directed at the dozens and dozens of bikers biking on Hains Point yesterday afternoon, most of whom are, I'm sorry, clods. Absolutely clods. Or were clods yesterday, at least.)

How hard is it to ring a bell -- you DO have a bell or other signal on your bike, don't you? If you're passing me, let me know, please! If you don't have a bell, use your voice! Call out, "Passing on your left!" or something else that lets me know where you are, which side you are on, and how narrow the space between us is going to be. Call out especially if you are going to do so within four inches of me! You have NO idea what my skill level is -- except that I am slower than you are -- so letting me know that you are about to pass me is as much for YOUR safety as it is for mine.

Thank you to the TWO -- just TWO, of dozens and dozens! -- bicyclists, one male, one female, who did call out. It is much appreciated.

The rest of you? You're clods! And I'm going to start telling you so when you haven't announced your presence, and I'm not going to feel bad about it, either!

So there!!