Originally Posted by
mechanicalron
Here they tend to force me out into traffic! I try to stay as close to the curb as I can and maintain my temper. I have had people stop head on, eye to eye, start yelling at me.
Yesterday on my commute home, there was yet another salmon on a 2-way road with bike lanes on both sides. I hugged the door zone and let him know well in advance that he was going the wrong way. He said something in Vietnamese, and didn't look too happy that he had to get forced into the oncoming traffic. But at least he can see the cars coming at him, right?
Sometimes being a Clydesdale has its advantages...especially when you're moving at ~17mph.