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Tom Sherman <
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> Tom Keats wrote:
>> ...
>> Sometimes while in there, I've had a bit o' fun
>> just silently pacing along at a safe distance
>> behind pedestrians, and seeing how long it
>> takes before they notice I'm there....
>
> I rather pace behind young women on inline skates. Better scenery, and
> they move at a pace where one does not have to concentrate on balance.
The park to which I refer doesn't have paved trails.
Just hardpack. The park serves me and other cyclists
as an interface between Vancouver's bike route system,
and our nextdoorikah's (to wit: Burnaby, BC.) But it
serves the majority of its visitors as what it actually
is: a park, and a very lovely one at that. As a cyclist
just passing through, I must courteously defer to the
/real/ users of that public space. It has signage
indicating its 10 km/h speed limit, and that cyclists
must always observe the ROW of pedestrians. That's
okay with me; sometimes I like to enjoy that park too.
The tree air in there is pretty good to breathe.
Going through there is like a mid-ride Shabbath to
pause and get one's perspective back.
It's not always necessary to pass, or to otherwise
(have to) outdo, people ahead of you.
Sometimes, easy does it.
cheers,
Tom
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