Originally Posted by
embankmentlb
Cyclists are most definitely more respected now than in the 1980’s.
I was riding in North Ga in those days, heart of Dixie and home of the KK*.
Cyclist were viewed as either queer of communist, certainly strange and scary to them. Things haven’t changed all that much but I was brave and not so smart in those days.
Try fighting it out at a NC rural crossroads store with the rednecks who ran you off the road a mile or two earlier.
We actually would have been OK, but the Canadian with us just had to mention the Civil War.
Delta cleats have terrible traction, but will split a cheek open like nobody’s business. One must improvise.
My feet hurt for days from the gravel parking lot through my socks. But I still smile at Billy Bob scrambling to his truck.
A couple of months later, we crossed paths at a wedding, and put a truce in place without exchanging a word.