Other Cyclists I

As the first whiffs of a false spring washed across Southern Ontario this month, the other cyclists started to fill the roads. I always greet this time of the cycling year with mixed feelings. The cold roads no longer belong  just to me, my fellow winter-cyclists, and the much feared bike couriers. Now we share the bike lanes with the double-riders, the distracted, the fair-weather pedallers, the newly-equipped, and the velociferically indecisive. Harbord Street is suddenly awash with bikes of all stripes and their equally all-striped riders. As I pass and am passed, wait and weave, I welcome the crowds, waiting patiently for that critical mass that will claim the streets as our own.

courtesy madaboutshanghai.blogs.com


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