Having recently returned from London I can vouch that the transport mode suffering from conflicts with cyclists were the famed doubledecker buses. Unlike the Europicture so frequently painted of biking grannies and young mums, London’s cycling commuters (not bike share) seemed to be the Vancouver variety of 20-something daredevils who feel the need to weave in between buses, frequently forcing them to stop suddenly.
London has almost no dedicated bike lanes, forcing people to bike in traffic. I was amazed how many people actually biked given the lack of infrastructure. Things seem to be improving though with separated bike lanes planned and safer roundabouts.
When I rode to work in downtown Vancouver the most dedicated bike commuters in my office were all over 40. I think we realized that our parenting duties and mostly sedentary jobs were not doing our bodies any favours. While some colleagues chose gym memberships, others bought a bike and turned the daily commute into exercise. Judging by the people I met in the bike room and showers I’d say my office was fairly typical for that building.
Out in the bike lanes the mix was different. There were more young people, street clothes and bare heads. Sure there were a few crazies, but the vast majority were simply trying to get from point A to point B in relative comfort and safety.
Almost all the aggressive and inattentive people I saw each day were behind the wheel of a motor vehicle or getting around on their own two feet. Having someone step off the curb directly in front of my bike without even looking was a near daily occurrence. Amazingly it happened more often when my front flashing light was on than when it was off. You’d think people’s peripheral vision would make that statistic impossible.
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Having recently returned from London I can vouch that the transport mode suffering from conflicts with cyclists were the famed doubledecker buses. Unlike the Europicture so frequently painted of biking grannies and young mums, London’s cycling commuters (not bike share) seemed to be the Vancouver variety of 20-something daredevils who feel the need to weave in between buses, frequently forcing them to stop suddenly.
London has almost no dedicated bike lanes, forcing people to bike in traffic. I was amazed how many people actually biked given the lack of infrastructure. Things seem to be improving though with separated bike lanes planned and safer roundabouts.
When I rode to work in downtown Vancouver the most dedicated bike commuters in my office were all over 40. I think we realized that our parenting duties and mostly sedentary jobs were not doing our bodies any favours. While some colleagues chose gym memberships, others bought a bike and turned the daily commute into exercise. Judging by the people I met in the bike room and showers I’d say my office was fairly typical for that building.
Out in the bike lanes the mix was different. There were more young people, street clothes and bare heads. Sure there were a few crazies, but the vast majority were simply trying to get from point A to point B in relative comfort and safety.
Almost all the aggressive and inattentive people I saw each day were behind the wheel of a motor vehicle or getting around on their own two feet. Having someone step off the curb directly in front of my bike without even looking was a near daily occurrence. Amazingly it happened more often when my front flashing light was on than when it was off. You’d think people’s peripheral vision would make that statistic impossible.
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