I am now a bicyclist. So please when you’re driving, share the road nicely. I have been culprit to the occasional exasperated sigh as I’m stuck behind a line of traffic, not certain what the hold-up is, and then I realize it’s someone on a bike and instantaneously my frustration subsides. And I’ve generally seen other drivers being generally respectful of their alternatively-locomoting road-sharers, but I have also heard horror stories of being clipped by side-view mirrors and run over. Please don’t do it to me. Because you’ll live in infamy on Thinky Stuff if you do.
Sustainablog has the following suggestions for sharing the road with bikers, which I highly encourage you not only to read, but to pass along. Granted, number two is a moot point since Memphis does not have any dedicated bike lanes (although I’m seriously joining the onslaught of voices to acquire some, especially now that I’m biking). Amazing what a little buy-in will do for political motivation.
In my first afternoon biking, I was pleasantly surprised at the comraderie from fellow bikers, the clinkyclinky of bike bells, waving, hellos, shared love of the open road. It’s nice to get out of the box and breathe, pedal and see things at a slower pace.
