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  1. Well today I was getting ready to head out for a ride and I'm straddling my
    bike on the front sidewalk, resetting my cyclo-computer when my next-door
    neighbor's daughter walks out of the house, sees me, looks directly at me
    and gets in her car in the next driveway.

    I'm thinking 'what perfect timing...', so I stand there for several seconds
    debating whether to start out but she just sits in the driver's seat and is
    doing something, on the cell or whatever.

    So I mount up and get one foot clipped in and start to go, and find I'm not
    in the right gear to hit the major hill that goes up next to me, so I make
    a small circle and come back around. Well she picks this time to look back
    and clearly sees me approaching and slows for a second, but -just- as I'm
    coming around and getting ready to go off - she's still looking at me
    through the open window - the moron starts backing up right into my path
    and turns away from me with a "lookout behind here I come right at ya!"
    attitude.

    Sheesh. As I go by I want to say 'nice!', or something sarcastic, but
    instead smile pleasantly, and I get this vacant stare and I swear she
    almost starts drooling she looks so stupified. <sigh> Amazing. Didn't even
    show any surprise, like 'where did the nice bike rider come from'. <g>

    Heh, the rest of the ride was more of the same with people driving in front
    of me pulling to the side of the road at like 3 miles an hour but instead
    of stopping they keep edging forwards, so I can't tell if they're pulling
    over or going to back up into a driveway, or suddenly speed off. So I have
    to stop the bike and wait for them to make up their mind. As I rode by I
    looked in them mirror and 50 yards down the road I see the guy still edging
    by about three feet from the curb and ends up parked blocking half the
    road.

    Next I encounter two different or people passing me at separate times, but
    then go so slowly up to the stop sign that despite being about 50 feet
    behind them coasting I have to stop the bike to wait for them to decide if
    they're going to take a nap or drive - and there's no traffic whatsoever. I
    don't think I saw anyone use their signal today and one guy I almost ride
    into as he slowly pulls out in front of me, looks right at me, waits for me
    and just as I get adjacent starts to drive into me making swerve, looking
    at me the whole time, and even nods at me!

    Well the ride itself once we got these bozo out of the way went great. Did
    a new route with lots of hills and the weather was awesome. Hopefully the
    timing will be better tomorrow, lol. I hate to complain, because it's
    mostly me with my unfortunate timing - 99% of the time I rarely see a car
    or they all drive normally. But today was definitely 'asleep at the wheel
    day'. ;-D

    jj

  2. In article <[email hidden]>,

    jj said:

    I hate to complain, because it's
    mostly me with my unfortunate timing - 99% of the time I rarely see a car
    or they all drive normally. But today was definitely 'asleep at the wheel
    day'. ;-D

    Sounds like a typical day of city riding, except you
    forgot to mention the soccer mom-piloted minivans
    stopped on both sides of the street while the soccer
    mom pilots yack at each other. And the drivers on
    cross streets who stop at their stop sign and then
    start to go just as you're breezing by in front of
    them. And the drivers who speedily reverse their
    cars around corners. And pedestrians who passive-
    aggressively dawdle in front of you right when your
    traffic light turns green[1]. And drivers who pull out
    from the wrong side of the street. And jaywalkers who
    don't realize how fast you're really going, or are entirely
    oblivious to you. And the variation on Murphy's Law[2]
    where if there's an isolated patch of broken pavement
    you want to swing around, an oncoming or upcoming car
    will prevent you from doing so. And there's the ever-
    popular: "driver decides to make his left turn anyway,
    even though he just lost the left turn light and his
    oncoming traffic is already moving".

    One of my all-time favourites is when a driver tries
    to parallel park in a space too small (on a side street,)
    and there's a car parked on the opposite side of the
    street, so the car gets stuck while it's oriented
    more-or-less perpendicular, thereby blocking the
    whole works.

    I suppose one becomes attuned to such antics and learns
    to anticipate bonehead moves before they're made.
    One half of the trick is to anticipate they /will/, rather
    than won't be made. Hang back and see how it plays out;
    verify your hunches. E.g: if a driver on a cross street
    up ahead crosses the intersection and then stops, chances
    are he'll reverse into you when you're going straight
    through, right behind him. There have been times when
    this has happened to me and I just stopped & waited for
    a couple of minutes to see which way he was gonna go --
    kind of like silent-running submarine vs destroyer in the
    movies. The last time that happened to me I made the
    first move, but I had already picked an emergency line up
    the corner curb cut on the right-side sidewalk on the far
    side of the intersection. It was a private school bus.
    Sure enough, as soon as I was behind him, he started to
    roll backward, and I had to swing right and up onto
    the sidewalk.

    Some city riders seem to think it's ignominious to slow or
    stop for absolutely anything, and end up taking chances
    that I wouldn't -- and I've seen a lot of scary and needless
    bike/car (and lately bike/ped) near-misses, and a few actual
    collisions up ahead of me.

    The other half of the trick is to not let delays bug ya.
    Sometimes they're opportunities to have a long swig of
    water, adjust your toestraps, clean your glasses, clear
    your nasal passages, or whatever. Heck, when you /want/
    such opportunities, is when the traffic lights are all
    with you, and the flow is going so well.

    I figure the Art of urban riding isn't how fast you
    go, but how smooth the flow & rhythm of your ride is.
    Hammering one moment, only to have to hit the binders
    hard the next is, to me, just frustrating, and there's
    really no time saved (and I generally would rather extend
    my riding time, than shorten it and quickly get it over
    with, anyway.) Besides that's how too many people drive.

    cheers,
    Tom

    [1] That's where having a rubber bulb horn can provide
    some fun. When they've just gotten past you and you're
    out of their line of sight, give 'em a good, resounding,
    razzing honk. When they turn around and glare at ya, just
    innocently say: "I didn't do it."

    [2] When things go right it's mere, random happenstance.
    But when things go wrong it's with split-second precision.

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  3. On Wed, 10 Aug 2005 20:52:24 -0700, [email hidden] (Tom Keats)

    Quoted message said:

    Some city riders seem to think it's ignominious to slow or
    stop for absolutely anything, and end up taking chances
    that I wouldn't -- and I've seen a lot of scary and needless
    bike/car (and lately bike/ped) near-misses, and a few actual
    collisions up ahead of me.

    The other half of the trick is to not let delays bug ya.
    Sometimes they're opportunities to have a long swig of
    water, adjust your toestraps, clean your glasses, clear
    your nasal passages, or whatever. Heck, when you /want/
    such opportunities, is when the traffic lights are all
    with you, and the flow is going so well.

    I figure the Art of urban riding isn't how fast you
    go, but how smooth the flow & rhythm of your ride is.

    Hey Tom, thanks for the humorous reply. I agree with you about not letting
    delays bug one. There are so many hills where I ride that it's tough to get
    up too much speed (seems like most of the time in my area I spend going
    -up- the hills, heh), so these aren't really delays.

    The only thing that irks me is when I can tell a driver in front of me,
    seems to be purposely delaying getting on, no traffic in sight - as if he's
    gawking 'look at that a guy on a bike! never seen that before', causes me
    to have to stop and unclip. Rationally this is silly and probably just my
    perception.

    Heh, I forgot one scenario yesterday. At a peculiar intersection heading
    home the lanes in front of my past the intersection were off-set so that I
    had a significant jog to the right to find my through lane.

    The guy in the turn lane facing me had pulled past and in front of his wide
    white lane marker preparing to turn to his left - as though he'd stopped
    too late. There was -no way- I was going around him to find my lane -the
    two foot wide path he'd left as it was. It was just a left hook waiting to
    happen, so I had to go by him in the straight lane (to his right, my left)
    on the wrong side of the road. Turned out I had the straight through green,
    but he was still on red. I wasn't taking any chances after having the
    nodding smiling guy almost turn into me earlier, heh.

    Well I like to get all these out of the way on one day, haha, so it looks
    to be clear sailing for the rest of the week - I've had my quota and then
    some.

    jj

  4. Tom Keats said:

    And pedestrians who passive-
    aggressively dawdle in front of you right when your
    traffic light turns green[1].

    Quoted message said:

    [1] That's where having a rubber bulb horn can provide
    some fun.

    And bikers who passive-aggressively dawdle in front of you in the road.
    That's where having an airhorn can provide some fun.

    RFM

  5. Tom Keats said:

    In article <[email hidden]>,

    jj said:

    I hate to complain, because it's
    mostly me with my unfortunate timing - 99% of the time I rarely see a car
    or they all drive normally. But today was definitely 'asleep at the wheel
    day'. ;-D

    Sounds like a typical day of city riding, except you
    forgot to mention the soccer mom-piloted minivans
    stopped on both sides of the street while the soccer
    mom pilots yack at each other. And the drivers on
    cross streets who stop at their stop sign and then
    start to go just as you're breezing by in front of
    them. And the drivers who speedily reverse their
    cars around corners. And pedestrians who passive-
    aggressively dawdle in front of you right when your
    traffic light turns green[1]. And drivers who pull out
    from the wrong side of the street. And jaywalkers who
    don't realize how fast you're really going, or are entirely
    oblivious to you. And the variation on Murphy's Law[2]
    where if there's an isolated patch of broken pavement
    you want to swing around, an oncoming or upcoming car
    will prevent you from doing so. And there's the ever-
    popular: "driver decides to make his left turn anyway,
    even though he just lost the left turn light and his
    oncoming traffic is already moving".

    These are all too common, the cager is bad, the clueless cager is worse,
    the clueless walker beats them both..... DRIVERS running red lights
    here got so bad, that the city installed red light cameras at the worst
    intersections...... People now look for the camera, if there is one (or
    a police car), they behave, if there isn't they act like they did
    before..... One issue with walkers, if they are on the sidewalk, they
    are where they rightfully belong, if your on the sidewalk, your not.

    Worst though, are the left-turn-on yellows. Here is the scenario, you
    have a major intersection, the light goes red, green left turn arrow,
    green yellow red. Legally if your in the intersection sufficiently to
    block a lane, when the light turns red, you complete your turn. However
    people now assume this means if your front wheels are in front of the
    stop line, that you should complete your turn. So the green arrow is
    taken up by people making left over left turns the other way. Of course
    someone will be impatient, cause a collision, and it's several hours
    before it's back to normal.....

    Quoted message said:


    One of my all-time favourites is when a driver tries
    to parallel park in a space too small (on a side street,)
    and there's a car parked on the opposite side of the
    street, so the car gets stuck while it's oriented
    more-or-less perpendicular, thereby blocking the
    whole works.

    I suppose one becomes attuned to such antics and learns
    to anticipate bonehead moves before they're made.
    One half of the trick is to anticipate they /will/, rather
    than won't be made. Hang back and see how it plays out;
    verify your hunches. E.g: if a driver on a cross street
    up ahead crosses the intersection and then stops, chances
    are he'll reverse into you when you're going straight
    through, right behind him. There have been times when
    this has happened to me and I just stopped & waited for
    a couple of minutes to see which way he was gonna go --
    kind of like silent-running submarine vs destroyer in the
    movies. The last time that happened to me I made the
    first move, but I had already picked an emergency line up
    the corner curb cut on the right-side sidewalk on the far
    side of the intersection. It was a private school bus.
    Sure enough, as soon as I was behind him, he started to
    roll backward, and I had to swing right and up onto
    the sidewalk.

    Driving a bike and driving a car have 2 things in common:

    1) if another driver can do something stupid, always assume they will.

    2) Always have an escape route, on a bike, that often means prepare to
    stop.

    Your better to be delayed 14 seconds, then the 14 hours spent in the
    local ER, getting something set.

    Quoted message said:


    Some city riders seem to think it's ignominious to slow or
    stop for absolutely anything, and end up taking chances
    that I wouldn't -- and I've seen a lot of scary and needless
    bike/car (and lately bike/ped) near-misses, and a few actual
    collisions up ahead of me.

    Too many bikes do not have the ( often required by law ) warning device
    attached, and too many of them ride on the $#@%!@*# sidewalk to start with.

    Quoted message said:

    I figure the Art of urban riding isn't how fast you
    go, but how smooth the flow & rhythm of your ride is.
    Hammering one moment, only to have to hit the binders
    hard the next is, to me, just frustrating, and there's
    really no time saved (and I generally would rather extend
    my riding time, than shorten it and quickly get it over
    with, anyway.) Besides that's how too many people drive.

    Too many people drive ON/OFF they use the gas and brake pedals as ON/OFF
    switches, then as smooth controls. Here is an example, driver is
    accelerating towards a red light, then jams on the brakes, when they get
    there. Me I took my foot off the gas, when I saw the red light ahead,
    and coasted to the light, kind of like I would on a bike....

    Quoted message said:

    [1] That's where having a rubber bulb horn can provide
    some fun. When they've just gotten past you and you're
    out of their line of sight, give 'em a good, resounding,
    razzing honk. When they turn around and glare at ya, just
    innocently say: "I didn't do it."

    I prefer a bike bell, because bike bells have a unique sound, bulb horns
    are sometimes seen on very old cars, so while they are looking for the
    Ford Model T, they run over the cyclist :-( Anyone who rode a bike as a
    kid, remembers the bike bells unique sound, so they look for a bike.....

    W

  6. The Wogster said:

    Anyone who rode a bike as a
    kid, remembers the bike bells unique sound, so they look for a bike....

    apparently not many folks around here rode bikes as kids. On the
    rather wide shared bike/ped path by the river I'll give a double ping 25m
    away from folks when passing and another at 15m, and even a third--and
    often when I squeeze by, I'll still get a Steve Martinesque "Excuuuuse
    me!" from the peds. Anybody with a non-American accent always
    automatically moves slightly to the side without looking back. Interesting.

    :P

  7. maxo said:
    The Wogster said:

    Anyone who rode a bike as a
    kid, remembers the bike bells unique sound, so they look for a bike....

    apparently not many folks around here rode bikes as kids. On the
    rather wide shared bike/ped path by the river I'll give a double ping 25m
    away from folks when passing and another at 15m, and even a third--and
    often when I squeeze by, I'll still get a Steve Martinesque "Excuuuuse
    me!" from the peds. Anybody with a non-American accent always
    automatically moves slightly to the side without looking back. Interesting.

    Actually not so interesting, the bicycle is a very common method of
    travel outside of America, even here in Canada, I have seen more bikes
    this year, then in the previous three years combined. Now that may have
    something to do with gasoline prices flurting with the magic barrier of
    $1/Litre, many folks my age and older remember in the 1970's when it
    passed $1/Gallon (imperial gallons no less), and gas pumps only went up
    to 99.9 cents, so for a while, big signs were about that the price on
    the pump was HALF the actual amount due (they set pumps at 50 cents).
    Of course modern pumps have no such problem, and I think will go up to
    9999.9 fairly easily.....

    W

  8. In article <[email hidden]>,

    Fritz M said:
    Tom Keats said:

    And pedestrians who passive-
    aggressively dawdle in front of you right when your
    traffic light turns green[1].

    Quoted message said:

    [1] That's where having a rubber bulb horn can provide
    some fun.

    And bikers who passive-aggressively dawdle in front of you in the road.
    That's where having an airhorn can provide some fun.

    Those usually seem to come in pairs, riding two-abreast
    and hogging the whole narrow street, squirreling worse
    than roller bladers, and switching who's-on-which-side
    in a random, non-rhythmic manner.

    The other day I was riding by the General Hospital, going
    at a pretty good clip, when I hear someone shout "Biker!"
    in an angry-sounding tone behind me. It took me a few
    seconds to pull over. I waited for the Angry Driver who
    had some sort of issue with me. I was ready to go a round.
    But nobody stopped. The cars just streamed by, and all the
    drivers seemed contented enough. After a while a pedestrian
    on the other side of the street walked by and yelled "Tree!"
    at one of the nearby trees, in the same angry tone. And then
    "Mailbox!" I guess he had some variation of Tourette's Syndrome.
    He had me going for a moment, anyways.

    cheers,
    Tom

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  9. "jj" <[email hidden]> wrote in message >

    Quoted message said:

    Sheesh. As I go by I want to say 'nice!', or something sarcastic, but
    instead smile pleasantly, and I get this vacant stare and I swear she
    almost starts drooling she looks so stupified. <sigh> Amazing. Didn't even
    show any surprise, like 'where did the nice bike rider come from'. <g>

    Heh, the rest of the ride was more of the same with people driving in


    front

    Quoted message said:

    of me pulling to the side of the road at like 3 miles an hour but instead
    of stopping they keep edging forwards, so I can't tell if they're pulling
    over or going to back up into a driveway, or suddenly speed off. So I have
    to stop the bike and wait for them to make up their mind. As I rode by I
    looked in them mirror and 50 yards down the road I see the guy still


    edging

    Quoted message said:

    by about three feet from the curb and ends up parked blocking half the
    road.

    Next I encounter two different or people passing me at separate times, but
    then go so slowly up to the stop sign that despite being about 50 feet
    behind them coasting I have to stop the bike to wait for them to decide if
    they're going to take a nap or drive - and there's no traffic whatsoever.


    I

    Quoted message said:

    don't think I saw anyone use their signal today and one guy I almost ride
    into as he slowly pulls out in front of me, looks right at me, waits for


    me

    Quoted message said:

    and just as I get adjacent starts to drive into me making swerve, looking
    at me the whole time, and even nods at me!

    Yep, just another typical day out on a bike. I've long ceased to be
    surprised at the depths of ignorance, stupidity and anti-social behaviour
    from drivers. I just assume they're all out to kill me and ride as such.

    One thing that does help a lot in urban riding is being assertive and taking
    control. I'm like a traffic cop sometimes - telling some drivers to stop,
    signalling others to go on.

    Most drivers actually seem to appreciate it, I guess because I take away
    thier problems by just telling them what to do...

    Paul

  10. Paul R said:
    Quoted message said:

    and just as I get adjacent starts to drive into me making swerve, looking
    at me the whole time, and even nods at me!

    Yep, just another typical day out on a bike. I've long ceased to be
    surprised at the depths of ignorance, stupidity and anti-social behaviour
    from drivers. I just assume they're all out to kill me and ride as such.

    One thing that does help a lot in urban riding is being assertive and taking
    control. I'm like a traffic cop sometimes - telling some drivers to stop,
    signalling others to go on.

    Most drivers actually seem to appreciate it, I guess because I take away
    thier problems by just telling them what to do...

    Paul

    Yeah, I've experienced this before. Sometimes you just have to herd the big
    dumb beasts.

    jj

  11. Tom Keats said:

    After a while a pedestrian on the other side of the street walked
    by and yelled "Tree!" at one of the nearby trees, in the same angry tone.
    And then "Mailbox!" I guess he had some variation of Tourette's Syndrome.
    He had me going for a moment, anyways.

    ROFL, that's great!

    Nothing kinks my noodle worse than 'bladers plugged into 'pods, btw.

  12. Paul R said:

    One thing that does help a lot in urban riding is being assertive and
    taking control. I'm like a traffic cop sometimes - telling some drivers to
    stop, signalling others to go on.

    Most drivers actually seem to appreciate it, I guess because I take away
    thier problems by just telling them what to do...

    yup, do the exact same thing. Don't try to be an [censored] about it, and of
    course I don a nice smile.

    Indeed cagers like when they know what the rules are.

  13. In article <[email hidden]>,

    maxo said:
    Tom Keats said:

    After a while a pedestrian on the other side of the street walked
    by and yelled "Tree!" at one of the nearby trees, in the same angry tone.
    And then "Mailbox!" I guess he had some variation of Tourette's Syndrome.
    He had me going for a moment, anyways.

    ROFL, that's great!

    It reminded me of how what we perceive as bad behaviour might
    have good excuses (or reasons) behind it.

    I guess that's the moral of the story, and the lesson I was
    reminded-of by the experience.

    Cut as much slack for others as you would have 'em cut for yez.

    Cut 'em a little more, and a friendship is created, and good
    vibes radiating through the Universe are promulgated.

    It's a wonderment.

    Peace,
    Tom

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  14. Tom Keats wrote:

    After a while a pedestrian on the other side of the street walked
    by and yelled "Tree!" at one of the nearby trees, in the same angry
    tone. And then "Mailbox!"
    -------------------------------------------------

    I have identified 3 "screamers" that prowl the streets of my town
    at night. They're mad as hell and they want everyone to know it. One
    goes unexpectedly into karate moves, bellowing incoherently and often
    leaps into the street. He wears a hooded sweatshirt and doesn't seem
    aware of possibly getting whacked. I've seen several drivers go into
    crash stops to avoid hitting him and I had to dodge him once on my bike.
    Obviously, I have given him a wide berth since then. Another one rides
    a bike at night and roars with anger about once each block. He will
    shout about specific things, such as cars blocking sidewalks, but if
    nothing presents itself, that doesn't stop him from commenting about it.
    The cops seem oblivious to these characters, however, the 3rd one was
    just sent up the river for stabbing the 15-year old brother of an
    ex-girlfriend, who bravely kept him from beating the [censored] out of her
    (again). He had previously threatened passengers on a city bus and was
    banned from riding them. He specialized in wheeling around abruptly and
    screaming at anyone who came along from behind him. I'd call this
    disorder "sidewalk rage". I imagine all cities have some of them,
    possibly a bi-product of severe drug abuse. Just one more kind of
    hazard for bikers, as well as for pedestrians. It makes you wonder how
    this guy was able to successfully romance that girlfriend, in the first
    place.

    Steve McDonald

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