Ya done good! I know for a fact that I'm too wimpy to actually confront the person. I know, because I had a golden opportunity about a week ago. I was riding down a gradual hill on a 2-lane highway, right after a little town, into a sound-blocking headwind. I was lucky, because right there the shoulder was quite wide, so I was farther from the white line than normal. Suddenly this huge-a$$ (well, to my frightened eyes, it looked pretty big) red pick-up passes me, right on the white line, oozing over onto the should just as he got past me. Not particularly fast, and not with a "bikers don't belong on the road" kind of way - in an oblivious "huh? What biker?" kind of way. I gave him my signature big wave (all fingers, in a great big "yeah - waving a you, and it's a gorgeous day" kind of way, yelled "THANK YOU", and then "a$$xxxx". That's typically what I do, smile big, wave big, yell "thank you" - it makes me feel like somehow I've won, plus confuses the cr@p out of them (I hope).

So, I finished my ride, loaded up the bike, headed for home on the gravel back roads, and there, right where I'd turn onto my road, sat a big red pick-up. It looked sooooo like that same one. He was parked at the corner, peering into the woods. I had been practicing what I'd say, ever since the incident. A perfect chance! And I could see that he was older, if not elderly. I could stop, get out, tap on the window, ask if he'd by any chance just come through Mohawk, and when he said yes, I'd say "did you happen to see somebody on a bike, just this side of town?". If he said yes, I'd say "DID YOU KNOW YOU ALMOST KILLED ME?!!!", and if he said no, I'd say "WELL YOU ALMOST KILLED ME - PAY ATTENTION WHILE YOU'RE DRIVING, MORON!".

Alas, I'm to chicken. I could have (even without the yelling) taught one person to watch out for bikes. I'm pretty sure he never saw me, even though that would have been impossible. There wasn't any traffic blocking his view - nothing. I'm pretty sure there wouldn't have been any retaliation - there hadn't been anything aggressive in him.

I salute you, Smilingcat! You are a stronger woman than I. I think what you did was fine (unless, by "not a happy camper" you mean something enough more colorful that she might have tried to run you off the road for real). The guy with the rock at the gas station is another story - his road rage could only get him killed. That guy could have chased him down. And Bike Chick is right - there are at least 2 drivers at that gas station who think all bikers are bad - the Porsche driver AND the witness.