In article <[email hidden]>, Claire Petersky
Quoted message said:"Per Elmsäter" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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Quoted message said:The problem is that bikes are always borrowing somebody elses space.
I disagree. When I'm in the street, I *own* my piece of pavement. Most of the time, I am gracious,
and allow the cars to pass me. That's because I am secure about my knowledge of this ownership, so
for me to be so kind as to let them use it is no skin off of my nose. However, at any time, for my
safety, I may reclaim that which is truly mine.
Generally, I find that when I reassert my ownership of my pavement, I get very little guff from
other traffic. Instead, I get acknowledgement of my right.
Warm Regards,
Claire Petersky ([email hidden])
In my town they decided to put in bike lanes about 5 years ago, maybe more, but since they were
unable to get the and merchant's permission to remove on-street parking, the bike lanes were made
only two feet wide. I can't recall, but ISTM that they are normally three feet or a little more.
So the poor bikers still have to contend with the car door openers, and also the traffic to their
left. In addition we have a nice black exhaust-spewing bus system that terrorizes cars and bikes
alike adding to the mix. The busses will cut off a car to get back in the traffic stream, sometimes
cutting at a near right angle across several lanes at one location. One morning he almost clipped my
wife's right front bumper. We took the number and complained. The bus drivers also 'stack' up to
three deep, waiting for the first bus to finish loading blocking the entire road.
At least the bus driver takes a quick look to make sure the car doesn't plow into them. But the
bikers, trying to stay in their lane are not so luckly; the bus drivers will cut them off by pulling
into the bike lane, and making the bike rider nearly fall off the bike.
It was OK to bike in this city in the 60s, decent in the early 70s - I rode -everywhere-, but is far
too dangerous to try it now, IMO, unless you get out there at dawn on Sunday morning.
I feel for them. This is one reason I don't ride the roads - I admit it; it scares me. I even gave
up my motorcycle after having to lay it down (twice), or ride up on the curb once too often.
I don't know if there's a solution.
At least in my case, I can walk my ride through about 100 feet of woods and I'm right on our
trail. ;-)
I think my feeling of 'it's my bike trail' is one of 'hey, it's all I have', more than 'get the heck
outta my way'. But I appreciate the comments and am lucky to have received such good guidance early
in my renewed riding career. Thanks again, guys, and gals. ;-)
-B
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