An unnerving thing happened yesterday and I'm still quite shaken. Someone not-quite-overtook me at a junction, braked, and turned left across me, on a two-lane road, forcing me to come to a halt or be knocked off my bike. They pretty much turned 'into' me. It was frightening and upsetting. The left lane which I was in, was painted to allow people to drive straight on or turn left.
I've since thought that if that's what's going to happen at junctions then I have no choice but to either stop people overtaking in the left lane, or (in left-lane turn left only roads) get in the right-hand lane, while moving, and be maybe 1 or 2 feet to the right of the painted white line so that people wanting to turn left can undertake safely. If the left lane is painted to go forward OR left, I'm not so sure what to do.
So after deciding I couldn't let that happen again, today someone took great exception to me riding in the right hand lane leading up to a junction where the left lane was left only, a black cab, tooting for all his life's worth. I was maybe a foot or two from the painted line, so he could undertake if he wanted to turn left. It turned out he like me wanted to go straight on. When I explained what had happened the day before, he told me I was just a paranoid cyclist. I am definitely a paranoid cyclist - with good reason.
What should I have done?
I've since thought that if that's what's going to happen at junctions then I have no choice but to either stop people overtaking in the left lane, or (in left-lane turn left only roads) get in the right-hand lane, while moving, and be maybe 1 or 2 feet to the right of the painted white line so that people wanting to turn left can undertake safely. If the left lane is painted to go forward OR left, I'm not so sure what to do.
So after deciding I couldn't let that happen again, today someone took great exception to me riding in the right hand lane leading up to a junction where the left lane was left only, a black cab, tooting for all his life's worth. I was maybe a foot or two from the painted line, so he could undertake if he wanted to turn left. It turned out he like me wanted to go straight on. When I explained what had happened the day before, he told me I was just a paranoid cyclist. I am definitely a paranoid cyclist - with good reason.
What should I have done?
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