Easy ride in today, a bit chilly, but I'm getting used to it (still need a face cover).

On my ride home yesterday I encountered one of those cyclists that gives everyone a bad name. I think he was a high school kid on a mountain bike. He was wearing black jeans and a dark blue top, so he wasn't very visible to anyone. My first encounter is when we both come to an intersection with a stop sign our direction (He's coming towards me). The cars coming from the left and right do not stop.

I came to a complete stop, signaling and checking for cars....he just rolls through the stop sign and turns right. I shrug, oh well, at least no cars were coming, and make my turn left, so now I am following him down the street. Since I am peddling a little bit faster then him, it doesn't take long before I catch up to him. Just as I get ready to call out "On the left" and pass him, he hooks left, shoots across the street, and up onto the sidewalk of a cross street. He did this in front of me, and cut across a car waiting to turn at the cross street.

Oye.....