So, I Voted

And I did it by bike, of course, although given that it was resolutely pissing down, the other half did offer to run me up to New Nearest Village before he left with the car. I spurned his offer because it is only 3 miles at most to the polling station and how wet, realistically could I get?*

But that wasn’t what made the ride up to the village and back one of the more unpleasant experiences I’ve had on the bike, although it didn’t help. As regular readers will know, I’m mainly all ‘yay bike’ and generally full of the joys of cycling, but the road up to the new nearest village is a B road which means it has a white line down the middle, regardless of the fact that each lane is basically just a car-width wide, so drivers put their foot down and go for it. It’s also twisty and manages to be uphill in both directions, because to get to the village you have to climb up and then descend, and then repeat to get home. Mostly this is manageable because there aren’t many cars to deal with. But today it was quite busy, and that just made it grim.

The problem is partly that people in cars apparently have to drive like nutters when it’s raining even though cars mostly have roofs and don’t generally let the rain in, and there’s water running across the road and standing on the road, and flying up into my face as cars pass. But mainly it’s just that the road is too fast and too narrow for any sort of comfort on the bike. The first few drivers to pass me were too close for comfort, but even having a car pass you with room to spare is quite frightening at 60 mph, especially when some of them start to pull back in before they’ve finished passing you.

The thing is – and this is not necessarily the drivers doing anything wrong – when I hear a car coming up behind me, I can’t tell whether they’re going to squeeze past or cross into the other lane to overtake. I can’t tell if they’re going to wait for a clear bit of road or just overtake on the blind bend or with an oncoming tractor. I can’t even tell if they’ve seen me or if they’re on their phone, or what. When I’ve had one or two close passes already, my adrenaline levels go through the roof as I hear another driver approaching behind me. I’m waiting to see if they’ll appear right at my elbow or pass me with care. All I can do is take enough space on the road that I can make room for myself if I do get a close pass and await my fate. After enough cars have squeezed past me regardless, what started as a simple trip on the bike begins to feel like an endless succession of death threats.

I’m not going to lie to you, on days like today, riding a bike up that road isn’t a pleasant way of getting about. If there was an alternative road, I would take it. If there was a candidate promising to build a cycle path up to Nearest Village I’d have voted for them like a shot, whatever party they stood for. As it is, I just have to grit my teeth, do everything I can to ride safely myself, and hope.

It really, really doesn’t have to be this way. There will always be hills and there will always be rain, but there’s no reason why riding a bike should mean taking my life in my hands. One day we’ll rearrange our roads so that I can ride away from speeding traffic, and drivers don’t have to worry about hitting people on bikes.

Meanwhile, if you’re driving and you see a cyclist up ahead, please do this for me: don’t just whoosh past as if the cyclist wasn’t there. Come off the accelerator while you assess the situation – it’s extremely reassuring as a cyclist to hear that from an approaching car. Cross right into the other lane to pass (if you’re crossing the white line a bit anyway – which you mostly need to if you’re giving the cyclist enough room to be safe – you might as well go the whole hog and change lanes). If it doesn’t feel safe to change lanes then don’t pass until it is. Oh, and when you’ve overtaken, please do make sure you’ve actually passed the cyclist before you start moving onto the bit of road they’re currently cycling on, especially if you’re towing a trailer. It will literally only be a few seconds on your journey time. But it could mean the difference between me or somebody like me getting home safely and not.

* the answer is ‘thoroughly’ – once again the only piece of kit which didn’t fail me and let the rain in was my Harris tweed cap, although it would have been better had I not then dropped it in a muddy puddle along with my gloves …


9 Responses to So, I Voted

  1. Mary Smith says:

    I think I’m pretty careful when I overtake a cyclist.What I want to know is how it makes a cyclist feel when I’m being cautious and not overtaking when I can’t see what might be coming towards me? I don’t have a problem slowing down to five miles an hour but I worry the cyclist is feeling even more vulnerable with a car crawling along behind them for ages. I always want to have some way of telling them I won’t overtake until it’s safe to do so and I’m really not crawling along behind them out of spite – I’m just scared.

    • disgruntled says:

      It is sometimes a bit worrying having a car behind you especially when going uphill in case the driver loses patience but the main thing is to hang back a little if you’re not planning to pass. Normally if a driver doesn’t overtake immediately that’s a good sign anyway so it’s reassuring. In those circumstances I’d often pull in where I can to let drivers past. That’s tricky when going uphill though!

      • Mary Smith says:

        Okay, that’s fine, just so long as you know if it’s me behind you I’ll be clenching the steering wheel with sweaty palms, wishing I had the twisty road equivalent of a periscope to let me know if there’s anything coming. Often there isn’t so I can sort of see why some drivers just go for it.
        You realise this conversation is displacement therapy for what’s happening in the election, don’t you?

    • meltdblog says:

      When riding a bicycle, having a slow car behind you can be very comforting compared to the unknown. The drivers who might otherwise make a close pass at speed will be held up by the car doing the right thing.

  2. disgruntled says:

    Haha – absolutely Mary. Fingernails bitten to the quick last night. I do appreciate your patience behind bikes though
    @meltdblog the problem with that is when an impatient queue builds up and when they finally pass the rest will all overtake regardless. I’ve had some of my scariest passes that way

  3. Charles says:

    As a slow jogger and cyclist I agree. The problem here is that 90% of drivers are quite nice, they slow down and or pull over. The other 10% make up for this by yammering on mobiles while speeding past.

    The general public seems to have enjoyed itself last night, I have a feeling you will be cycling back to your polling station in a few months, this feels very like 1974. It is very reassuring to find that if you give people a set of terrible choices they tend to reject them.

    Nice to see some so called big fish hung up to dry, I think it helps to keep the rest slightly more honest.

  4. I have a 20 minute walk along a country road to where the bus stops and it’s the same for me.Cars speeding around bends, passing a hair’s breadth from my arm, and with the overgrown hedgerows in the summer there is no room to leap to safety. What should be a pleasant walk is, as you say, a “succession of death threats”.

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