Don’t you love all these copses of poplars around Canberra? Unless you’re trying to hold your breath as you ride past them to avoid choking on the rotten fluff fall.
I’d imagine Kippax is at its 20cm-deep-looking-like-snow best around now. And riding past the Art Gallery…enough to send you blue. The Federal Hwy has some moments too.
Where else is a fluff-gagging stretch to avoid?
And because it’s Friday and that seems to be car v cycle thread day, a big shout out from me to the young lady on Moore Street north of Barry this morning. I’m so sorry to think you could wait 6 seconds while I passed that parked car. I didn’t realise that you were SO busy that you had squeeze between me and the car coming the other way anyhow. And I really do appreciate how you sounded your horn to let me know that you were only going to clear my handlebar by 10cms. It was I realise entirely unreasonable of me to be scared out of my skin and almost run into that parked car.
It was also entirely unreasonable of me to:
- attempt to keep a clear distance from the parked car in case an occupant opened a door without looking first
- expect that someone who was behind me would be patient for those 6 seconds
- and of course for you to be even the slightest bit apologetic when I was “chatting” with you afterwards while you were stuck at the traffic lights that you were in such a rush to get to.
All of this was so unreasonable of me I realise because clearly you have not yet been driving long enough to develop the understanding that:
- patience only the road can help us all get where we are going in one piece
- that a few seconds really make SFA difference at the end of the trip
- that a cyclist has every bit of the “right” to use the road that you have
- and finally, that witnessing the mess that you have made of someone through you own poor driving decisions, whether or not they survive, is a very hard thing to live with, but apparently this is the only way to learn, because learning that lesson before the fact is impossible.