"hippy" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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Quoted message said:hemyd said:Maybe a flashing blue light would be better.... drivers would be worried
about the police bicycle squad chasing after them...
I have seen people with this setup. Not sure I could be bothered with
another light though. I'll take my chances bouncing off a few more cars..
Hey! drivers are meant to be nicer to cyclists in Europe anyway? 🙂
My partner and I were in Italy, Germany, France and the Netherlands last
year and cycled (hire bikes) in all the places we visited. Only one single
incident involving motor transport, even in Rome and Paris (mayhem!). Just
make yourself aware of the road rules. For example, the places where you
have to give way to entering traffic varies, as does the rule about the
driver being assumed to be at fault in a bike/car prang. When we stuffed up
the rules we found drivers to be much more forgiving than here. We got a few
scowls but certainly no abuse or aggression.
(WARNING- WINDING UP FOR A RANT!) The only time we got yelled at was when we
tried to work out the rules on the cycle ways around Munich. Gee, commuter
cyclists there got so cranky with the slightest hold-up! Odd point of
similarity: We only got yelled at by serious looking lycra jockeys, with or
without their backpacks. People on MTBs, cruisers, etc were cheerful and
friendly and helpful.
What is it about lycra that makes some people take themselves so bloody
seriously (present company excepted, of course!)? I got the same this
evening on a 40km pootle around the river and surrounds in Perth. Stroppy,
serious looking people getting annoyed when they had to slow down on shared
paths for other users. Three times I heard goons yelling at peds to get out
of the way, even though the peds were walking in the left lane. I got yelled
at when some clown nearly ran headlong into me when he was overtaking some
peds. I was told to get a real bike or get off the path. Prat. I caught him
at Burswood and gave him a gobful back before settling down for a glorious
Hamburger Hill burger (mmmm). I wonder what these testosterone-charged gits
are like if they get behind the wheel?
Nuff sed on that. Back to Europe: The only time we had trouble with a motor
vehicle was in Cologne. A mini bus transporting 6 Japanese tourists form
outside a hotel. It seems the tourists (in the square near the Dom) thought
that they had some special privilege and demanded that all the walkers and
cyclists get out of the wayof their bus. The driver shouted something about
them being dignitaries. Most people moved out of the way, but it struck a
bloody-minded chord in my egalitarian soul, so I made damn sure I stayed on
my path, in my space, at my pace, within my rights. Sod em. I got to
understand what a "torrent of abuse" is! German, English and Japanese all
mixed together! It did my heart proud to find them at an Eis Cafe about 500m
down the road. We sat a couple of tables away, smiled and scoffed huge ice
cream creations while the dignitaries looked very uncomfortable. Should have
been in a movie.
So, my experience has always been that drivers in Europe are more tolerant,
more aware and less aggressive than we are. Not perfect, but less imperfect
than us on the roads. Have a great time!
Frank