Hola Amigos, I know it’s been a long time since I rapped at you, but I’ve had a busy dance card in the evenings recently, and that’s my prime blogging time.
Occasionally, I like to use a mode of transportation other than my bike. Most often, that mode is walking. The other day, I was walking through Kennedy Plaza where I saw this:
Three bikes carefully lined up and comfortably parked on their kickstands but completely unlocked. Meanwhile, 3 hitching posts are lined up and waiting for a bike to keep them company. I’ll lock my bike if I’m leaving it for 2 minutes in front of a police station, so I was surprised to see these three just happily waiting for their owners to return from Subway.
In a previous post, a commenter described the awful conditions of Allens Avenue – a route I’d never taken. What else could I do, but try it out. And here is what I found:
Contrast is a little bad on that one. How about a close-up?
I do love it when the bike lane symbol itself is covered by all of the junk in the street. Eventually, the lane gets a little more clear. Coincidentally, this happens as the houses get bigger and more expensive. Imagine that. One thing I did enjoy about this road was how smooth the pavement was. I initially loved the new pavement. Until I got to all of the railroad crossings. Allens crosses about 5 derelict sets of rails. On either side outside of the street, they’ve even been pulled up. I guess it’s too expensive to remove them from the street. The worst part is that they are set at a 70 – 80 degree angle – in my estimation. (I didn’t bring my protractor with me because I was on my road bike. I use an artisinal all-steel protractor that weighs about 100 grams and I can’t have that much weight slowing me down.) This requires one to do a little weave maneuver in order to approach the rails at an angle that won’t catch your wheel. Noah, over at KC Bike Commuting has to deal with a crossing like this every day. It was bad enough on a Saturday morning with almost no traffic. I can’t imagine what it would be like to ride during a morning rush hour.
The bike lane goes all the way to Pawtuxet Village, where there’s a nice little harbor. There’s also this:
You can’t quite see it here, but that Prius is parked directly beneath a no parking sign. On the left edge of the photo you can see someone biking on the sidewalk, adjacent to the bike lane. I’ll give him a pass though, because I believe he was biking with a few children, and I really don’t mind when kids ride on the sidewalk. It’s probably less safe than riding on the street (after a certain age), but there’s really not much I can do about it. I must love being annoyed, because I sure take a lot of pictures of things that annoy me.
Speaking of things that annoy me, I was honked at yesterday, which means I should file a honk report. But I’m kind of getting tired of the whole exercise. I was following the lead of Andy from Carbon Trace on this. Whereas he logs the honks in order to show how rare it is, it seems like I get honked at much more often (about once per week), and I feel like filing the honk report just forces me to focus on the negative. So, no more honk report for a while, it’s bad for my road rage.
Speaking of road rage….
This recent article in The Guardian describes the author’s interaction with a mini cab driver and subsequent complaint to the driver’s company. Since individual drivers have no accountability for their actions, cyclists have to take all of their road rage out on drivers of oficial vehicles. It’s been about two months since a RIPTA driver told me to get out of the road. I still have not received any report from RIPTA on what they’ve done. I emailed them again on Thursday – no response. Do I need to send it by snail mail?
Wow, this post is just full of things that annoy me. Let’s keep the ball rolling! I encounterd an unnecessarily curteous motorist at a four-way stop the other day. They got to the intersection well ahead of me, so I stopped to let them go through. Instead they tried to wave me ahead of them. Of course, they were behind glass and there’s lots of glare making it difficult to see. I’m not sure why Rhode Islanders haven’t adopted the custom of flashing their headlights in order to indicate “waving on.” It’s far easier to see, and less ambiguous than waving one’s hand behind glass. Instead of going in front of the other motorist, I put my foot down to indicate that they should take their right of way. My guess is that some motorists do this because they are used to cyclists just blowing through stop signs – something I see all the time around campus. So I guess I can’t really blame them. As they passed by, I gave them a smile and a wave to thank them because right now, I’m all about being positive. POSITIVE!
POS – I – TIVE!!!!
Looks like it’s time to go for a ride!