Would you believe it, this morning, a lovely clear crisp sunrise of a morning, I left home a little bit earlier than normal. Happy as Larry I was. Less traffic, lights going for me, not that it would have mattered if they hadn’t, I was in such a good mood.
It didn’t last. there’s one particular road on my cycle in that takes me down a side street along a contraflow cycle lane. Now the set up is pavement, cycle lane, parked cars, road in opposite direction. Not ideal with the parked cars enclosing the cycle lane in but better than having to go round on the main road.
People walk across the cycle lane, fine I look out for them stepping out from behind the parked cars. People walk in the cycle lane, usually get round around slower walkers blocking the pavement, fine, I slow down and ensure they know I’m there and wait until they get out of the way. I’ve even come across a father and young son riding the wrong way up the cycle lane (As it’s clearly one way as well), fine, the fathers doing it for the safety of his son, so I got out of their way!
But this morning, I was unfortunate enough to come head to head with the most despicable jumped up mid-to late forties twat that I have come across for sometime. This guy was walking in the cycle lane towards me, initially to overtake slower pedestrians, but once he got past them he continued in the lane. Now he saw me and I saw him with plenty of distance between us.
I slowed down waiting for him to step out of the cycle lane, he didn’t, I did the old two tings on the bell just to make sure he had seen me, maybe he was day dreaming? He carried on. Now the only place I can go to get out of his way is onto the pavement or on top of a parked car.
I had to stop, he gave me the must dirty look you could imagine, stepped round me and carried on. I commented “f**k’s sake”. He took complete offence and started having a go at me.
Needless to say a slagging match occurred with him walking right up to me in a very confrontation manner. I tried to point out that this was a cycle lane put there for the safety of cyclists, he replied “what about my safety”. Hello! that’s what the f**king pavement is for!!
I really wanted to hit him, he just had an attitude of arrogance and one of those faces you really want to hit. Eventually he walked off. My morning spoiled. I assume he walks that way to work regularly, and I cycle it every day, so no doubt we’ll meet again. I’ll keep you posted.
Next blog entry will be about why, despite all the problems and dangers, I love cycling.
Until then,
VC.