I gotta admit, this sorta made me smile. Friggin’ bicyclists….
We have a ride about 30 minutes from my house called the Alpine loop. Its a one lane, twisty road that goes over the top of a mountain. Gorgeous scenery. Its one of those roads where everyone plays nice and works through the blind spots and the fact that there’s only one late with not a lot of places to pass. Its always full of cyclists.
One time I was a few miles away from the peak and a particularly arrogant yuppie cyclist wouldn’t let me pass. I Know he heard me, and I even barked at him a couple of times, shouting for him to “share the road”. nope, He wanted the whole road. No big deal, I putted the 15 mph while he weaved back and forth hogging the whole road. This guy had spent probably more than an hour peddling uphill to get to the point he could coast down on the other side. I edged him at the top and passed him (my 800 pound bike forced the issue), and then I got in front of him and made him go 15 mph all the way down the mountain. I could hear him swearing at me. Too bad he couldn’t see my huge smile from the back of my head.
pffft…. Bicyclists.