In Memory of One Cool Cat
Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: Charlottesville, VA
Bikes: Lemond Victoire, Cannondale.Mountain Bike, two 1980s lugged steel Treks, ancient 1980-something Giant mountain bike converted into a slick tired commuter with mustache handlebars, 1960-something Raleigh Sports
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A Small, Sweet Moment in Time
As I was hammering (for me) down a steep, narrow, twisty descent yesterday, I passed a woman in a mini-van at an intersecting road. We made eye contact and smiled and I kept on keeping on. As I conitinued down the road, I waited for the inevitable whine of an engine, which, as we all know, signals a driver just itching to pass. But it never came.
When I was able to look back over my shoulder, I saw that the driver was several hundred yards behind. It was clear she had decided not to be in a hurry, not to compete with a cyclist for a small piece of potentially dangerous road.
As I approached the bottom of the hill, I knew we'd both be confronting a similar narrow, steep, twisty climb. I swung into the parking lot of an abandoned general store.I figured now it was my turn to wait a bit and not compete--at 6 mph--with a driver for a small piece of potentially dangerous road on the uphill side.
As she went by, we both waved. It was no big deal, It was just a small interaction of good will by two strangers, but it felt good.
Dead last finish is better than did not finish and infinitely better than did not start.