Part 8 of 12 in the 2012 Utilitaire 12 revisited a #coffeeneuring spot from the fall, Pound coffee on Pennsylvania Ave. But first a digression…
As I write this, I am thinking of the unfortunate collision this morning between a person on a CaBi and a lumber truck at U and 11th NW. No clear understanding of what exactly happened or how the person is doing has surfaced. It made me want to write a long post about my perspectives as a cyclist and as a driver, but in the end I gave up, realizing that the issue is just not meant for the screen. The issues and relationships surrounding bike/car interaction should be occur in person, on the road or off. That way we can all take a step back and realize that at the heart of the matter there are real people who are riding/driving, just like you and me – and maybe that can add some civility and weight to the conversations.
Another reason that I bring this up is because on my way to this utilitaire stop, Kate and I were taking the lane on Pennsylvania Ave (at about 6th SE). I was at the left side of the right lane about 1 wheel behind Kate, who was riding in the center of the lane out of the door zone. Traffic was light, and given the lane widths and on-street parking on Penn, taking the lane is the safest thing to do.
As we approached a light turning from red to green, a cyclist flew by us screaming obscenities. Seconds later another came through in the same club kit yelling that the car following them (and us) had hit the first cyclist. A cop car was there, and threw on his blues and pulled over the driver. The hit cyclist, who was still riding (FAST) may or may not have come back. Her friend I think talked to the cops. We couldn’t see what had happened, could offer no assistance, and everything appeared under control by the police. We locked our bikes and ordered coffee, though I was flush with adrenaline and was shaky. What had just happened? Was anyone really hurt? Could we have done something to cause, or prevent this? Thank god the car hadn’t hit Kate or I.
Cars and bikes can absolutely get along – but damn, its a scary relationship at times. Cyclists are vulnerable road users, it is a blessing and a curse to be treated the same as cars in the eyes of the law (that’s another blog post though).
We had an espresso and a latte, a nutella scone and an egg/feta/spinach croissant.
Here is my report for Control No. 8
Control Type: Breakfast/Coffeeneuring (first use)
Date: 26 February 2012 (second ride, week four)
Destination: Pound
Distance: 2.13 miles
Who: Kate and I
Observations:
- Saddle adjustment is critical for riding enjoyment – saddle flopped again. Fixed again and I think it is good.
- Pound breakfast sandwiches would be better if the croissant was switched to wheat bread or bagel.
- Pound has beer!
- Stay Safe
Other Notes:
None.
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