I had a very bad day today.
It started just a few minutes from home with a bendy bus forcing me into the kerb and off my bike. I was in one of those daft dotted line cycle strips of green tarmac along the side of the road. He just moved across into my space, ironically enough because another bendy bus was coming the other way, and even this main road was not wide enough for two dinosaurs to pass. I gave him a couple of blasts with my Airzound, but he didn't change his course. He could have stopped and let me go, as there was a red light a hundred yards ahead and I re-mounted and overtook him there.
Then I had an aggressive taxi driver. I pass, or am passed by, probably a couple of hundred taxi drivers a day with no problems. I also use taxis a lot to get to meetings when at work. I think the overwhelming majority are good drivers - better than average as they are professional drivers and they know where they are going. But when you get a bad one it is a pain. This chap squeezed past me, coming way too close, going round Trafalgar Square. He then stopped at the lights and I went to the front. After the lights changed he then overtook me 100 yards down the road, coming really close and blowing his horn. He stopped at the next lights so I decided I would point out that once could be a mistake but twice was not acceptable - so we had a bit of a debate in which he made it clear that he believes that I ought to ride in the gutter and that he, as the faster form of transport has automatic right of way. He didn't twig that, if he was faster, I kept being in front of him.
The worst bit, however, was coming home tonight. I was on a cycle and pedestrian path near Buckingham Palace, going at a moderate speed as there were pedestrians around, enjoying the sunny evening. A young boy ran right in front of me. I braked hard, shouted 'Look out!', didn't even have time to blow my horn - and he got a sharp bash on the head from my brake lever - enough to knock him off his feet. I stopped and he was ok - but quite a few tears. His parents were there, so there was nothing I could do but apologise. I never liked the mixed use paths and like them less now. I'll just have to go even more slowly when there are pedestrians around, especially children.
People talk about troubles in threes and it was like that today. All three of these were worse than any other incidents I have had cycling in London in the last year.
I hope everyone else had a better day.
Frank
It started just a few minutes from home with a bendy bus forcing me into the kerb and off my bike. I was in one of those daft dotted line cycle strips of green tarmac along the side of the road. He just moved across into my space, ironically enough because another bendy bus was coming the other way, and even this main road was not wide enough for two dinosaurs to pass. I gave him a couple of blasts with my Airzound, but he didn't change his course. He could have stopped and let me go, as there was a red light a hundred yards ahead and I re-mounted and overtook him there.
Then I had an aggressive taxi driver. I pass, or am passed by, probably a couple of hundred taxi drivers a day with no problems. I also use taxis a lot to get to meetings when at work. I think the overwhelming majority are good drivers - better than average as they are professional drivers and they know where they are going. But when you get a bad one it is a pain. This chap squeezed past me, coming way too close, going round Trafalgar Square. He then stopped at the lights and I went to the front. After the lights changed he then overtook me 100 yards down the road, coming really close and blowing his horn. He stopped at the next lights so I decided I would point out that once could be a mistake but twice was not acceptable - so we had a bit of a debate in which he made it clear that he believes that I ought to ride in the gutter and that he, as the faster form of transport has automatic right of way. He didn't twig that, if he was faster, I kept being in front of him.
The worst bit, however, was coming home tonight. I was on a cycle and pedestrian path near Buckingham Palace, going at a moderate speed as there were pedestrians around, enjoying the sunny evening. A young boy ran right in front of me. I braked hard, shouted 'Look out!', didn't even have time to blow my horn - and he got a sharp bash on the head from my brake lever - enough to knock him off his feet. I stopped and he was ok - but quite a few tears. His parents were there, so there was nothing I could do but apologise. I never liked the mixed use paths and like them less now. I'll just have to go even more slowly when there are pedestrians around, especially children.
People talk about troubles in threes and it was like that today. All three of these were worse than any other incidents I have had cycling in London in the last year.
I hope everyone else had a better day.
Frank
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