Perhaps you aren't aware that a number of posts have been removed from the thread. Yours, as you say, has not. Perhaps you should consider that @Phaeton was referring to someone else who may have said something different to you?
Disgusting.
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I completely agree. There seems to be a belief in "our side" which demands a united front against the "other" of motorists, joggers, horse riders, etc. I'm not in a cult, I'm just riding a bike and when I get in a car I'm not instantly in the car club.
I certainly wasn't part of the cyclist collective last night when a bunch of people on bikes (and some pedestrians) tried to push through Apsley Gate (Hyde Park) in the face of two police horses coming the other way. Would a 20 second delay make that much difference to their commute?
It's a sad indictment of our modern police 'service' that they didn't horsewhip a few of them.
Oops, I'm glad you've posted that as I realise I should've said post 27, and not 29.
Thanks Brandane.
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Unless some of us are blind we can ALL see that there was no way the nob on that (or any other) bike didn't see the horse and rider from a distance that allowed for a change in trajectory to pass safely and courteously. But let's assume...they didn't see the horse until it was too late.
A bike isn't a tank. There's no feckin way he hit that horse and didn't realise it. He wasn't going so fast that he couldn't slow down, stop and check on the horse and rider to see if they were OK and apologise. It's not like there's a winning prize of a million quid that might be worth forgetting his morals for and even if there was, what kind of peanut puts a win or a good time before human decency?
I hate to think what this nob drives like.
A bike isn't a tank. There's no feckin way he hit that horse and didn't realise it. He wasn't going so fast that he couldn't slow down, stop and check on the horse and rider to see if they were OK and apologise. It's not like there's a winning prize of a million quid that might be worth forgetting his morals for and even if there was, what kind of peanut puts a win or a good time before human decency?
I hate to think what this nob drives like.
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^^^^^This
To me this is the big thing, accidents happen, we all have mindless moments, for all we know he could possibly have been shoulder barged & he had an option to go straight up the horses arse or go round on the inside. But surely any decent person would have stopped & checked with the rider. I wonder if he could be charged with assault?
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This is very true. However, it is very easy to find posts on CC suggesting motorists are a homogenous community when there is an example of bad driving
I'm in no way condoning what was extremely bad behaviour by the cyclists by the way. What I'm seeking to point out is that the knee jerk reaction to bad driving seen on CC is a lot like the knee jerk reaction to this incident on other fora
smutchin
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Citation needed.
Yes, 'othering' is common, especially when you think you're among people who will sympathise with your views (so members of a cycling forum will post negative views about non-cyclists, expecting sympathy from other cyclists) but I find such behaviour on CC is frequently called out by other members, not usually tolerated.
A few years ago I was riding along on my own humming and singing to myself (as is my way) when, out of nowhere, a Squadron of Messerschmitts (in the guise of a peloton of road cyclists) swarmed by me on both sides. All I could do was hold my elbows in and hope! Even the act of turning my head to see how many more were behind me was out of the question due to their proximity and the likelihood that even the slightest deviation from a straight line on my part would cause a disaster. Eventually the swarm passed me and disappeared into the distance as rapidly as they'd arrived and, feeling very fortunate to have survived their strafing run, I continued on, slowly regaining my composure (and bladder control).
About a mile further on I was blocked from riding on by a very red faced bloke standing in the middle of the road and waving his arms around frantically. He ran up to my bike, grabbed the handlebars and demanded that I tell him who my mates were that had just frightened his kids half to death while they were riding their ponies along the road.
It took some time to convince him that I was nothing to do with the 15 or so riders in the first wave (my lack of pace should have been his first clue). Since then I've been reminded constantly by incidents like the one in this thread that to non-cyclists, we all look the same and are very much tarred with the same brush.
I like to think that I do my part to undo some of the damage done by these road warriors by riding in a responsible and thoughtful manner. I always approach a horse that hasn't seen me with caution, slowing right down and calling (in a non-alarming manner) to the rider to make absolutely sure they know I'm there. This is just as much out of self preservation to be honest as an overweight lycra clad guy on a light weight bike is no match at all for a startled horse!
About a mile further on I was blocked from riding on by a very red faced bloke standing in the middle of the road and waving his arms around frantically. He ran up to my bike, grabbed the handlebars and demanded that I tell him who my mates were that had just frightened his kids half to death while they were riding their ponies along the road.
It took some time to convince him that I was nothing to do with the 15 or so riders in the first wave (my lack of pace should have been his first clue). Since then I've been reminded constantly by incidents like the one in this thread that to non-cyclists, we all look the same and are very much tarred with the same brush.
I like to think that I do my part to undo some of the damage done by these road warriors by riding in a responsible and thoughtful manner. I always approach a horse that hasn't seen me with caution, slowing right down and calling (in a non-alarming manner) to the rider to make absolutely sure they know I'm there. This is just as much out of self preservation to be honest as an overweight lycra clad guy on a light weight bike is no match at all for a startled horse!
[QUOTE 5283257, member: 43827"]Just ask them about the numbers of horses and riders killed and injured each year following incidents with cars/lorries. Ask horse riders who they get most trouble from.[/QUOTE]
I just find nowadays it's pointless arguing with imbeciles.I've fallen for it many times and have got absolutely nowhere.
I believe they are on a WUM but deep down really believe the cyclists hating hype anyway.
I just find nowadays it's pointless arguing with imbeciles.I've fallen for it many times and have got absolutely nowhere.
I believe they are on a WUM but deep down really believe the cyclists hating hype anyway.
There's an old saying - never argue with an idiot, they'll drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience!
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When something like this happens and I see the extreme reactions of people - especially those with the protective cloak of internet anonymity, I feel anger towards the perpetrators, which is also mixed with frustration and helplessness. I can't stop these people or educate them, the same as I can't stop the bad drivers or burglars or muggers.
I can only sit in hope of some justice being meted out to the bad guys. That is something sadly lacking these days. We get the shock, anger and provocation, but any consequence is muted, absent or so long down the line that it's connection is lost. That's probably why so many feel they can get away with it.
We have a media so good at providing the ammunition, but so poor at showing the stick or bandages.
I can only sit in hope of some justice being meted out to the bad guys. That is something sadly lacking these days. We get the shock, anger and provocation, but any consequence is muted, absent or so long down the line that it's connection is lost. That's probably why so many feel they can get away with it.
We have a media so good at providing the ammunition, but so poor at showing the stick or bandages.
Well said, couldn't agree more.
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Some years ago I was camping with friends in the New Forest.
I was the first one up, so I made some coffee and took my fishing stool and perched myself on it in a clearing, a little distance from the tents to admire the low mist that had formed over the grassy area.
From behind me, I could hear the thunderous noise of galloping hooves, becoming louder and louder.
I stood up and faced the trees from where the noise was emanating.
Suddenly, from amidst the trees, charging straight for me, came between twenty or thirty New Forest ponies at full chat.
I froze, with my mug of coffee in my hand.
Petrified.
The ponies parted either side of me as they galloped past.
They came so close that I could feel the air which they disturbed as they whizzed past me at speed.
The whole experience probably didn't last more than five seconds - but it felt like for ever.
I was clenching for the nation during this time.
Once they had passed, I realised that one of my fellow campers had come out of her tent to see what the commotion was about.
'Did you see that?' I asked, in a shaky voice.
'I did' came the reply 'I thought you were going to be killed there'.
'Funnily enough, so did I' I replied.
This story is 100% true.
The next time we're in Whitstable, we can call on Julie (NOTP) who witnessed it, and ask her to corroborate it.
But I can't stop myself from adding that not one of those ponies stopped to apologise or to see if I was ok.
I was the first one up, so I made some coffee and took my fishing stool and perched myself on it in a clearing, a little distance from the tents to admire the low mist that had formed over the grassy area.
From behind me, I could hear the thunderous noise of galloping hooves, becoming louder and louder.
I stood up and faced the trees from where the noise was emanating.
Suddenly, from amidst the trees, charging straight for me, came between twenty or thirty New Forest ponies at full chat.
I froze, with my mug of coffee in my hand.
Petrified.
The ponies parted either side of me as they galloped past.
They came so close that I could feel the air which they disturbed as they whizzed past me at speed.
The whole experience probably didn't last more than five seconds - but it felt like for ever.
I was clenching for the nation during this time.
Once they had passed, I realised that one of my fellow campers had come out of her tent to see what the commotion was about.
'Did you see that?' I asked, in a shaky voice.
'I did' came the reply 'I thought you were going to be killed there'.
'Funnily enough, so did I' I replied.
This story is 100% true.
The next time we're in Whitstable, we can call on Julie (NOTP) who witnessed it, and ask her to corroborate it.
But I can't stop myself from adding that not one of those ponies stopped to apologise or to see if I was ok.
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Actually I think that nowadays these guys are more likely to be outed due to the presence of video, If they are identified, then they run the real risk of serious sanctions and maybe even some vigilantism. I think the sanctions would be great and very much deserved.