Coyoteboy said:"Ekul Namsob" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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Quoted message said:How far out from the kerb were you riding? I find this only happens if I
slip into old habits and start riding in the secondary position.
Quoted message said:I always used to ride at the edge of the grids in the gutter but noticed
that just invited people to assume you werent there. So I started riding
where the left hand wheel of a car goes, as does my friend.
That is, pretty much, the secondary riding position. Consider how little
a car /has/ to pull out in order to overtake you. If you used the middle
of the lane then they would be obliged to make a definite manoeuvre.
This would also signal to following vehicles that there is something up
ahead to avoid.
Quoted message said:We tend to tail each other pretty much nose to tail (6 inches between us)
as it keeps the disruption to other traffic down.
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Quoted message said:So far we've had countless elbow scuffs, buses overtaking then stopping
dead in front of us for people who had been waiting for ages at the stop,
people overtaking and pulling left across us, people just pulling out into
the traffic and stopping so they can get out. Car drivers are just lazy,
they move partially into the next lane (of a 3 lane road) and despite the
fact that they are, for all intents and purposes, in the next lane they
refuse to go fully into it and avoid us.
/Some/ car drivers are just lazy. If you ride further out then you
signal your presence more clearly and oblige drivers to pull out fully.
Quoted message said:I dont know whether I'm just noticing it more or if its actually getting
worse with summer but it seems to be. I'm really starting to think that you
should have to ride a bike round a city for a few weeks before you get a
license.
I would happily see something like the Cycling Proficiency Test made a
necessary prerequisite of a provisional driving licence. Your plan would
be more than a little inconvenient for a learner driver in, say,
Kinlochbervie.
Cheers,
Luke
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