Overweight... my word for today.

Having some errands and a bit of manual labor at the office, I left my home for my daily commute to work with my backpack weighing around 45-50 lbs (20-22kg); add my 290lbs and the result was a slow pace to the office being extra careful not to hit the rims on the numerous potholes on my route.

Luckily the afternoon commute back home was substantially lighter since I left everything at the office, and I say luckily because I was in for a big surprise and ended up doubling the distance/time it usually takes me to reach home. After work, I follow the coastal road which takes me through a park and into a marina. This route saves me a couple of miles on dangerous roads. Unfortunately the marina was closed off because of a concert taking place, and the organizers did place people around the area to coordinate the cars and pedestrians, but NOT the cyclists! Seeing the posters and people headed for the concert, I stopped and asked an attendant whether the path and bridge which lead from the marina to the coastal road was open. He said "yeah, no problem you can cross" so I headed into the concert area, and eventually after weaving through pedestrians and other lost cyclists, I managed to reach the bridge which was closed off by a generator and electrical junction boxes.

On both sides there were people/cyclists trying to find a way to across; frustrated in the 88 degree afternoon heat with not one of the organizer's personnel in site. After doubling back and warning other cyclist that it was a dead end, it got me thinking of all the cyclists I passed going there, and how not one person took the time to inform me that the path was closed. The end result was reaching home 45 minutes late.

Excuse my venting, but it really bugs me when fellow cyclists don't take the time to help out their peers... to some it may not have been a big deal, but I always take the time to inform people of dangers/detours etc, or help out a fellow cyclist (or anyone for the matter).

[nagging mode off]