A nice fast ride in today with the lack of school run drivers. 20mph average just outside of central London but it dipped to 18mph by the time I got to the office.
I quite liked the rain today, nice and cooling. Full length mudguards meant I didn't get wet.
Had a numpty motorcyclist who pointed to the blue strip in the bus lane as he passed me, asked him what was up when I caught up at the lights. "You should be cycling here" naaah mate, this isn't a cycle lane, a cycle lane has a boundary marking. I left out the point that I was doing near 30mph, overtaking other cyclists and that he was able to pass me without a problem. Funny thing is, he had a camera on his helmet as well. I would expect a camera motorcyclist to be fully aware of how the road system works, I guess not.
I think the only time i've had a motorcyclist having an issue with my position before was when a foreign rider told me I couldn't ride in the bus lane, when actually it was clearly sign posted that I could.
Pootling sweetly when some noddy pulls along side, bibs and gestures at the nearby painted path. I smiled and pointed at the road, hopefully making it clear I was quite content where I was. The noddy thought he knew better and pulled past and into a bus stop, clearly wanting a chat. Being the sociable type it seemed rude to ignore him, so I stopped and leaned through his window. "The cycle lane is mandatory" said noddy. He seemed confused when I pointed out it wasn't a cycle
lane.but a cycle
path, so the mandatory bit's academic as cars wouldn't be there anyway. I checked to see if he knew that mandatory meant cars couldn't use it, but Noddy just kept repeating it and saying he knew the law. I pointed out that as I ride at over 18mph, I'm not supposed to use shared use cycle paths, but that confused him further.
Clearly it was going nowhere, so I thought a bet was in order and suggested £50 on it not being mandatory for me to be in a cycle lane (because it's painted green seemingly) and offered my hand. Noddy was a bit taken aback, so I suggested we swap phone numbers and he can check the internet later and I'll ring him to find out when I can have my £50. I even suggested we have a few more bets while we're at it, as he seemed so confident, but he backed out.
Needless to say the number' he gave is dead. Which is a shame because I was going to offer him double or quits on proper use of a horn and bus stops.
He was a meaningless fool, but what was concerning was that he had two kiddies in his car that he's obviously passing on such behaviour and nonsense to instead of encouraging them to be active.