|Adventure in commuting: the Light man||Djudd|
Oct 9, 2001 5:37 PM
|During my evening (now night) commute last week as I was chugging away imagining my fixie and I were climbing L'Alpe d'Huez in record time, coming fast in the opposite direction was literally a ball of blinking red and yellow lights. As the ball got closer I noticed ankle reflectors except there were at least ten of them around various parts of the rider's body. The reflector bands were the least of the illumination. He had every kind of light, blinking and static, red and yellow one could imagine all over the bike and all over his body. Topping it off was a reflective vest that had reflective lettering on the back spelling out in bold letters "CAUTION". All-in-all the effect was stunning. Here is a guy who cannot possibly get hit by a car unless the driver is blinded by the lights. I wonder if any other DC area riders have seen this rider? (sorry I couldn't tell you what he was riding I was well occupied looking at him)
Oct 10, 2001 5:19 AM
I believe in big lights and lots of 'em but that wasn't me (yet). Give it a couple of weeks though.
This is the time of year that people should be carrying lights. It is amazing to see how many people are riding after dark without lights. They seem to think that since they can see me I can see them.
My rant for the day.
Oct 11, 2001 11:50 AM
|I'm not from DC so I don't know the guy.
It seems everyplace has some mysterious cyclist out there, and sightings are described like Bigfoot encounters. Here in Seattle I have encountered the "waving shirtless guy" on 40-degree mornings, and others have assured me it wasn't just an apparition.
On most days, I see a guy coming the other way who is wearing what appear to be catcher's shinguards. He rides a hybrid bike and has Fred-like clothing, so he's not going full motocross or anything. One of these days, I'm going to turn around and chase the guy down. What's the deal?
Your story about bike light guy makes me think maybe I need more than my headlight and one red flasher, though!
|couple guys in elvisville...||Js Haiku Shop|
Oct 11, 2001 12:12 PM
|the guy i met awhile back en route to the saturday early club ride: ollllld trek, flat rear tire stuffed with leaves and garbage, riding on the rim. *stuffed* backpack. no helmet, tennis shoes, dirty like he'd been rolling around in the ditch. and he was smoking a cig. claimed to have been a chicago bike messenger, ridden from there to go to a large baptist church 'round these parts (?). supposedly a pilgrimage. dude seemed cool enough--i was going to supply him with some parts and a set of tires later that week, unbeknownst to him, 'til i saw him riding around the local shopping plaza on a shiny new steed, alternating between laughing and talking to himself, and randomly screaming at people in cars. d'oh!
dude up the street from my neighborhood. old country guy in a house around which all the lots were bought-up and "developed". rides an old steel 10-speed (sears free spirit?) *all over* the road, such that even i'm scared to pass in my car to/from work. smiling a semi-toothless grin, big, bony knees jutting out to the sides 'cause his seat is WAY too low. i've seen him many places in about a 10 mile radius. he also pushes a lawn mower body without the motor, used to ferry large empty barrels. ?
they both probably think me bizarre.