This morning at about 9am I was pulled in the park and
questioned about riding on the bike trail, probably b/c I
admonished an older lady who nearly caused me to T-Bone her
by making a sudden U turn passing the opening to the
parking lot.
She said she saw me and admitted doing it but felt POed
that I had the nerve. I said "I'm just asking nicely, be
more careful".
The officers were very nice. They noted I was wearing my
raincoat on a 71 degree morning and mosquito/bug
mask/balaclava, and patted me down, while I straddled my
bike, finding a bike tool in the pocket of my jacket.
I stripped off the jacket, and they saw I was wearing a
rather flattering pair of Performance Bike Men's Splice
shorts with grey accents, and a Nike Blue Bike Jersey
with a swoosh.
One said 'Oh sweating off the pounds, huh, I can totally get
behind that being a larger guy myself.' The other asked me
if I had a bell, since there was a complaint about me coming
around corners. They gave me no instructions, except for
asking if I had a bell. One asked me about the mask and I
said "bugs", they both laughed and said 'boy is that true'.
Feeling great at having been stopped essentially for a
'speeding' issue at age 53, only ten months after having
barely been able to 'Fred' around the trail at 8 or 9 mph.
I normally tool the trail at 11-12mph, and wait until 0530-
0600 to put in a fast ride - there aren't any kids or
anything out at that time.
Ironic since I've been the one harassed and chased by dogs
and having to put on a smiley face - but I'm now gonna be
extra sure I smile at everyone and say good morning -
which I do.
-B Oh, I got their badge numbers and sent an email to the
Chief offering a commendation for their friendly and
excellent handling.
To make this even more sweet, three rad bikers on road bikes
came by and looked at me and gave me the thumbs up.