I just can't win...
Sunny Saturday two weeks ago, and I'm semi-drafting a young fellow on a
newish MTB with brown SPD shoes and a camel-bak cycling quickly on the
Yarra trail, from the pedestrian/bike bridge from Burnley-Heyington to
where Victoria Street, Richmond turns into Barkers Road, Hawthorn.
Because it's a nice day, there are families out strolling or riding
bikes together, people jogging, or walking their pooches, as they have
every right to do. I'm dinging my bell on my commuter bike as I go round
all the blind corners behind him, and sometimes going "rarf rarf"
<-- insert *.wav file me doing a fairly good impersonation
[indoganation?] of a dog's woof" -->
because humans react to bicycle bells, but dogs don't.
And this fellow yells at me for dinging my bell as we go round blind
corners on a shared path! What's with that? Oh, per-leeze? (and so on...)
Of course, I told him he was a selfish [censored], and [insult deleted due
to the recent Federal Election result] and an [insult deleted due to the
recent Federal Election result].
So: rainy Sunday today in Melbourne, and I'm working out my new
ride-home-from-work route, and testing my wet-weather gear...
Just as after I'm crossing that bridge from Victoria Park to Fairfield
from the Merri Creek path onto the Yarra path, I say "woof-woof", and
the dog of the pedestrians coming the other way looks at me, and then
trots happily past me on the other side of the bridge. But the dog's
people shuffle unhappily by my granny-gear moving bike, and call back to
me, "you should have a bell".
I can't win...
[censored]