The first moment is the first red light... Will I make it... Won't I... I usually creep through the red as the street isn't busy in the morning. The aim is not to stop.
Then one day I went through the red light on the crossing. No one was crossing. The crossing was empty... and the point of riding a bike is that you get the benefits of being both a pedestrian and a car! Ever since then the crossing lady has been giving me the evil eye. No matter how much I smile or say hi, she glares or avoids me... In her eyes I'm as bad as the 'bad mother'...
The third moment is the bus chase... The bus driver and I vie for first position along the main road... He takes over on the hills... I catch up when he stops. The aim is to be in front at the first section of the road where there's no bike path. If I'm in front he has to wait behind me as there's no room to overtake. If he's in front, that's the last I see of the morning bus!Labels: bike, cycling chronicles, moments