I would say, of course you're allowed your lane...
...but don't expect it to be given to you.
That's why I don't ride many of the paths anymore. I get too ticked off by the lack of common courtesy.![]()
I would say, of course you're allowed your lane...
...but don't expect it to be given to you.
That's why I don't ride many of the paths anymore. I get too ticked off by the lack of common courtesy.![]()
2007 Trek 5000
2009 Jamis Coda
1972 Schwinn Suburban
"I rejoice every time I see a woman ride by on a bike. It gives her a feeling of self-reliance and independence the moment she takes her seat; and away she goes, the picture of untrammelled womanhood."
Susan B. Anthony, 1896
The 15 or so of us on our Saturday Saunter were taking the MUS out of town and I was in front... so I pretty-close-to-literally brayed at the headphone-laden jogger as we approached (since we were already making a fair amount of noise and had called out "jogger up!" ... and I had this horrible laryngitis so I sounded rather donkeyesque anyway)... and she jumped and got out of the way and gave us a thumbs up and a smile...
... but I thought... gosh and golly, lady, you think that's what people should *have* to do to get your attention?
I kinda like doing both road and path on this route since it's educational. My beginner level riders can see the advantages and disadvantages to the path... and then for most of the ride we're on the roads, anyway.
Yeah, I feel this way about shoppers in Wally World. They hog the middle of the aisle with their cart and don't give one hooey about others. Oh, and the dawdlers who take their time walking as a group down the middle of the street as you are patiently waiting to pull into a parking place.![]()
The one that gets me is the parent that knows you are in front/behind them, and yet allow their children to STOP in the middle of the path. I don't ride on paths anymore, but I do run on them and this irritates the fire out of me. Then there are the parents that allow their children to come running in front of me to look at my dog. Don't get me started.
I'm on the rail trail one Saturday last summer. There is a woman and man coming toward me on bikes, two a-breast. The man tells the woman that she should fall in to give me some room to ride. Her response is "but I was here first!"
Classic.
ROFL...
love the avatar, Hermit!
It's a little secret you didn't know about us women. We're all closet Visigoths.
2008 Roy Hinnen O2 - Selle SMP Glider
2009 Cube Axial WLS - Selle SMP Glider
2007 Gary Fisher HiFi Plus - Specialized Alias
I have a love-hate thing with the local multi-use path. I guess I could look at it as an opportunity to do intervals - speed as fast as I can, because soon I'll have to Stop! for someone.
Yesterday I was pinging away on my bell because runner-dude up ahead was smack in the middle of the path, not responding to the racket I was trying to make. Then he veered to the left side. Uh... I have to pass him on the right? As I got closer I realized he was plugged into an ipod. I slowly passed him on the left. That's when he decided to spit!!!! He missed me, but I rode off muttering.
I really have to get over my fear of traffic...