Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:56 pm
Three rednecks in a Ford Ranger threw an Ale8 bottle at me at Zachariah once.
Two Red River Ranch (scourge of the earth) semis boxed me in on a residential street once in Stanton. Started carrying the Glock the next ride.
Waved a dumptruck down on highway 15 between Slade and Stanton for almost running over me in a curve. The guy just gave me a doe in the headlights look as I yelled at him.
A woman in a Chevy astrovan lay on her horn as I came up the easy hill into Stanton from the east on 15 for about a hundred yards. Then she passed me and almost immediately turned in to the drive-thru at the BP to pick up cigarettes. I cruised up to her driver's side window and gave it a slap. She rolled it down and i said, "Did you need something?"
She said I could have gotten out of her way. I told her bikes are recognized by the state of Kentucky as legal vehicles and she passed in a no passing zone and left her to think about that.
Since I've been in Colorado I've found that drivers are, for the most part, much better behaved around cyclist, though i have had a few that passe dtoo close. I try to stick to the bike paths as much as possible.
I ahve found that the best defense is to take the whole lane and force them into a different lane. Of course this only works with long sight lines and multiple lanes. But it works really well in those situations.
But people tend to yell at you and honk more. I don't really care as long as they give me the room I need.
I stopped carrying the Glock after I left Kentucky. I feel safer here in my tight shiny pants.
Two Red River Ranch (scourge of the earth) semis boxed me in on a residential street once in Stanton. Started carrying the Glock the next ride.
Waved a dumptruck down on highway 15 between Slade and Stanton for almost running over me in a curve. The guy just gave me a doe in the headlights look as I yelled at him.
A woman in a Chevy astrovan lay on her horn as I came up the easy hill into Stanton from the east on 15 for about a hundred yards. Then she passed me and almost immediately turned in to the drive-thru at the BP to pick up cigarettes. I cruised up to her driver's side window and gave it a slap. She rolled it down and i said, "Did you need something?"
She said I could have gotten out of her way. I told her bikes are recognized by the state of Kentucky as legal vehicles and she passed in a no passing zone and left her to think about that.
Since I've been in Colorado I've found that drivers are, for the most part, much better behaved around cyclist, though i have had a few that passe dtoo close. I try to stick to the bike paths as much as possible.
I ahve found that the best defense is to take the whole lane and force them into a different lane. Of course this only works with long sight lines and multiple lanes. But it works really well in those situations.
But people tend to yell at you and honk more. I don't really care as long as they give me the room I need.
I stopped carrying the Glock after I left Kentucky. I feel safer here in my tight shiny pants.