Learnt two very quick lessons today within 10 minutes, whilst pedallin
down Chapel Street
Not all motorists are bad
Not all cyclists are good
First lesson, cycling along near the Jam Factory. Large 4WD is backin
in to a parking spot. Causing me to brake and wait, as I was no
particularly enthusiastic about taking on the heavy traffic swervin
around the 4WD. When the driver finally took the spot, I continued on
The drivers’ window was down, and she smiled and said loudly "very sorr
about that". I promptly said back, "Well that's no problem". Ah, th
world is a nice place
Second lesson, further down Chapel Street I came upon another cyclist,
wanted to pass but realised it probably wasn't a good idea. She wa
wobbling all over the bike lane, add that with a gusty wind and mor
heavy traffic, well, thought it best to hang back and wait. Afte
patiently waiting, and watching her narrowly miss tram passengers a
three separate stops, I'd had enough
On the last near miss I yelled out "WAIT FOR PASSENGERS". She yelle
something back about not wanting to hit people (this could of foole
most people watching) swore and raised the middle finger while turnin
left into Carlisle Street. I just felt really sorry for her; she seeme
to have an unhealthy combination of nervousness and aggression
Anyway, for me as a lady cyclist, it was an fascinating departure fro
the normally all male interactions one gets while cycling in the cit
and suburbs. ;
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