Originally Posted by B. Carfree

I had a very similar encounter with an Oregon State Trooper. He got on his loudspeaker and told me to move to the right on a climb with nine-foot lanes and obstructed sight lines (only for about four-tenths of a mile, after which there is a fully rideable shoulder which I happily use). I yelled back something provocative (but not obscene), at which time he gave me the lights and siren. We had an animated discussion, but since I was quoting him chapter and verse verbatim from the vehicle code, he decided to call my bluff. He went and got his statute book, I told him the statute numbers to look up and he then thanked me for educating him. He still wasn't totally convinced that I was safer to ride in the center of a nine-foot lane rather than hugging the edge, but he at least acknowledged that what I was doing was legal.

(For CliffordK: this took place on Fox Hollow just above Donald.)

The key difference for in my case is likely that I'm an old fart and was wearing what my wife and I jokingly call a newbie vest (ANSI Class 2 reflective vest) and the cop was decades younger than me. I think that caused him to give me more slack and credit than the OP encounter with a younger well-kitted cyclist and older cop.