muttonbuster
Senior Stratmaster
Just the other day we had this bit of loveliness happen in my community:
That's on a route I used to ride, ehhh, I'd say roughly every three days for a couple of years. I'll put it this way, you could tell by the level of respect you'd get at the crosswalks there on PCH who was local (extremely cycling friendly community locally), and who was using it to commute through town. Took me about 3 times almost getting mowed down in the crosswalk with a walk sign, to realize that too many drivers aren't local.
It's only about 3 miles down the road from that intersection to my GPs practice where I had an appointment yesterday. I figured since he's been here for decades and still has associations with that hospital, very high chance he was friends with that surgeon. Even though the whole topic of conversation was nagging cycling injuries and idiots who refuse to give themselves a break
, and a deal of if you agree no cycling for a week and to ease back in slowly, I'll give you a shot of Decadron; I wanted to wait until the end to say anything and perhaps offer condolences.
He got there first. It just really shook me. He said, "I believe you told me a ways back you won't ride...ummm...(and pointed in the direction of that intersection), right?". I said, yeah absolutely not. I think I'd get more respect riding in the E lane on I5. He just said, "Good, don't, and forgive me but let's change the subject." I'm sure my eyes were between tears and fury too.
That's on a route I used to ride, ehhh, I'd say roughly every three days for a couple of years. I'll put it this way, you could tell by the level of respect you'd get at the crosswalks there on PCH who was local (extremely cycling friendly community locally), and who was using it to commute through town. Took me about 3 times almost getting mowed down in the crosswalk with a walk sign, to realize that too many drivers aren't local.
It's only about 3 miles down the road from that intersection to my GPs practice where I had an appointment yesterday. I figured since he's been here for decades and still has associations with that hospital, very high chance he was friends with that surgeon. Even though the whole topic of conversation was nagging cycling injuries and idiots who refuse to give themselves a break

He got there first. It just really shook me. He said, "I believe you told me a ways back you won't ride...ummm...(and pointed in the direction of that intersection), right?". I said, yeah absolutely not. I think I'd get more respect riding in the E lane on I5. He just said, "Good, don't, and forgive me but let's change the subject." I'm sure my eyes were between tears and fury too.