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Don't Honk at Bikers, Please

Jul 20, 12:07 AM

Even if you’re being nice, saying hello, or giving the thumbs up, don’t honk at bikers. Please. It’s unnerving.

When someone honks, I feel like I’m going to get hit, and the first thing that happens is that I swerve. If I swerve off the road, I could hit gravel and fall. If I’m worried I could hit gravel, I could swerve back into the road, and that’s not any better.

My second instinct is to flip the bird, but I never do it. But I’m thinking it.

If you want to be nice, wave. I’ll normally see it. Or pull over; I like to talk. But don’t honk.

Every day, at least five or ten people honk at me. Most mean well, but a few lean out the window and yell, “Get off the road!”

I don’t ride on the interstate. Any road that I am on, I have a legal right to be on, and I pay the same taxes as anyone else.

Normally, I’m on the edge of the road, or the shoulder if there is one. If I’m in the road, there’s a good reason for it. If the shoulder is uneven or gravelly, it is unsafe for me to be on. And again, I have a legal right to the whole lane if I want it. All of it.

If I am in a lane and you don’t feel safe passing me, don’t do it. In most states, you are required to leave three to five feet between you and a bicycle. If you come closer and hit me, you will be liable, not me, with very few exceptions.

Don’t mess with me.

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Comment

  1. Haven’t made it to the temple of stoicism yet, it seems.

    — OSweet · Jul 20, 10:43 PM · #

  2. I think people are getting ruder about this. I used to bike all the time, when I was a sweet young thing of twenty, and I’ve taken it back up again as a salty middle-aged thing of forty-nine.

    Some things have changed for the better. Bike helmets. Rearview mirrors for bike handlebars. Bike handlebars. Gear ratios and shifting mechanisms that don’t need, I’ve discovered, to be finessed like a virtuoso on a Stradivarius.

    But motorists have gotten worse. I was never hooted at or bellowed at from moving cars before this year. And, I don’t care how much middle-aged spread I’ve developed, it’s hardly to the point where motorists need to complain about it—at least, not yet!

    My sympathy for your close encounters of a vehicular kind aside, I wanted to let you know, though i don’t comment a lot, I’m reading every single word. And I’m completely enthralled!

    Keep it up—the biking and the blogging. And blessed be.

    Cat Chapin-Bishop · Jul 21, 09:16 PM · #

  3. Thanks for this comment. I’ll keep that in mind when encountering bikes on the road.

    Karen King · Jul 28, 11:32 PM · #

 
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