Quote Originally Posted by Melalvai View Post
They don't realize that. The good thing is that if they are honking at you, they are seeing you. Better to be honked at or yelled at than hit.

On the other hand, getting honked or yelled at is demoralizing. IMO it is the worst experience about bicycling. So I go ahead and note every license plate and report it through our Motorist Contact Program. Check and see if your city or state has that sort of thing. I don't care what the result of that is, it is just incredibly empowering to report the incident, however minor.
Melalvai, that's a good point -- I'm glad they are at least seeing me to honk at me! I don't assume they know there's debris/danger in the bike lane, but I'd appreciate some leeway.

The same guy honked at me this morning. Thanks to your suggestion, I remembered to get his license plate number, and I'll try to find somewhere to report this. It's amusing that he's honking, too, because honking is illegal except in an emergency here in Washington. So he's breaking the law while erroneously telling me I'm breaking the law.

Day 3, Evening Commute (10 miles):
Rode west on the I-90 bridge to do an errand in Bellevue after work. Holy moly, I'd forgotten the crazy west wind on the bridge! Why does it seem like there's always a wind blowing to the west on the I-90 bridge, almost regardless of which way the rest of the wind is going? Anyway, it was a slow and grueling ride into Bellevue, riding south and west against a southwest-ish wind. Happily, it didn't rain on me, so I completed my errand dry and comfortably. Still, I'm glad it was only 10 miles. My legs felt like cooked spaghetti.

Day 4, Morning Commute (20 miles):
An amazingly nice morning. Virtually calm (What a relief!), with high clouds and not many people out for some reason. I took it easy and rode at a gentle 13.9 mph pace -- not exactly smokin', but it was pleasant to arrive not exhausted. Found a pair of sunglasses on the I-90 trail that looked like they'd just fallen, since they were in perfect repair. If you lost a pair of sunglasses on I-90 this morning, let me know.

As I mentioned above, the guy in the pickup truck honked at me again and spurred me to write this blog post. I'm going to grab some of the stickers we have that has the RCW number for "bikes are vehicles" and carry them with me. This is 3/3 being honked at this week in this place. It's so odd: I've ridden this route numerous times without a problem, and suddenly this week I'm honked at every time I ride on that road. Something to do with Bike to Work Month? Random chance? Who knows? I'll just keep riding and see what happens.