Lazy-Commuter
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The early part of my trip to work takes me along a single-track "quiet lane" which is a no through road to motor vehicles, but has a pair of bridleways going off the end of it.
It's only a mile or so long, and there's maybe a dozen houses scattered along the length of it, plus a farm towards the end. The middle section is a reasonable climb, and there's plenty of mud, grit, gravel and stuff scattered along the section from the farm to the main road.
As you'd expect, there's little traffic on this road and I'm on nodding terms with many of the cagers I see leaving their houses for work in the morning, or "good morning, nice day" terms with the peds / horse riders you often see up there.
Except one family. I sometimes have to wait for cars to come through in the very narrow bits, or sometimes people will wait for me. But, there's a metallic blue Focus the driver of which seems to be in a world of their own so I always keep a good watch out for them though I've never managed to spot which house they're in.
'nuff preamble. This morning I was in one of the narrower sections on the climb so doing maybe 7-8mph when I heard a car engine from one of the drives up ahead. There's a lot of hedges so I couldnt see it but dropped a gear and moved out into the middle of the road to get a better view.
I could then see the car, a big 4x4 thing, which nosed the front out a bit and then stopped. It was a little way in front so I slowed down, though I took heart from the fact that it seemed to be coming out carefully. It inched out a bit more, stopped again, and by now I could see the driver .. I was a bit less than 10 yards away and got good eye contact with him. Still doing around 6mph so going to take maybe 5 seconds to get past the car, which I still had room to do.
Apart from he then came out of his drive. I don't know why: it wasn't dangerous as such as I was easily able to stop, but there simply wasn't space for him to get past me*, which he realised once he'd moved out enough to block any chance I had of getting past him. So he stopped.
And I stopped. And we looked at each other. Rather, I glared at him and he looked at the hedge. I kind of hoped he might go back into his drive but it seems that reverse gear is an optional extra on big ole 4x4s and he hadn't bought it. So after what seemed like ages but was probably only a few seconds, I walked back down the hill a few yards with the bike and squished into the hedge and he went past, throwing a hasty "thank you" type wave over his shoulder as he went. All the while refusing to have his retinas burnt out by making eye contact with the glare he was getting from me.
Still fuming, I got back on the bike and then noticed the famous blue Focus on the drive he'd just left .. aha, a whole family to watch!! Bad neighbours.
Having toasted my legs up the rest of the hill to burn off my tetchiness, I noticed the van from the house at the top coming towards me along the flat bit just after the farm entrance. I made ready to stop so he could use the farm entrance to go past - he's let me through in the past and come up to check I was OK once when I was removing mud and leaves from the back wheel having emerged from the woods on my way home, so I was glad to let him through. Besides, I was glad of the rest and it would take me a while to get to the next passing place. But, bless him, he stopped and flashed me through. Which I was kind of grateful for in a "ouch me legs" kind of way, so I just did the best I could to avoid holding him up. Good neighbour; brandy and mince pies for you.
* quite apart from the fact it was my right of way.
Edit: cor, I do waffle on, don't I? Sorry.
It's only a mile or so long, and there's maybe a dozen houses scattered along the length of it, plus a farm towards the end. The middle section is a reasonable climb, and there's plenty of mud, grit, gravel and stuff scattered along the section from the farm to the main road.
As you'd expect, there's little traffic on this road and I'm on nodding terms with many of the cagers I see leaving their houses for work in the morning, or "good morning, nice day" terms with the peds / horse riders you often see up there.
Except one family. I sometimes have to wait for cars to come through in the very narrow bits, or sometimes people will wait for me. But, there's a metallic blue Focus the driver of which seems to be in a world of their own so I always keep a good watch out for them though I've never managed to spot which house they're in.
'nuff preamble. This morning I was in one of the narrower sections on the climb so doing maybe 7-8mph when I heard a car engine from one of the drives up ahead. There's a lot of hedges so I couldnt see it but dropped a gear and moved out into the middle of the road to get a better view.
I could then see the car, a big 4x4 thing, which nosed the front out a bit and then stopped. It was a little way in front so I slowed down, though I took heart from the fact that it seemed to be coming out carefully. It inched out a bit more, stopped again, and by now I could see the driver .. I was a bit less than 10 yards away and got good eye contact with him. Still doing around 6mph so going to take maybe 5 seconds to get past the car, which I still had room to do.
Apart from he then came out of his drive. I don't know why: it wasn't dangerous as such as I was easily able to stop, but there simply wasn't space for him to get past me*, which he realised once he'd moved out enough to block any chance I had of getting past him. So he stopped.
And I stopped. And we looked at each other. Rather, I glared at him and he looked at the hedge. I kind of hoped he might go back into his drive but it seems that reverse gear is an optional extra on big ole 4x4s and he hadn't bought it. So after what seemed like ages but was probably only a few seconds, I walked back down the hill a few yards with the bike and squished into the hedge and he went past, throwing a hasty "thank you" type wave over his shoulder as he went. All the while refusing to have his retinas burnt out by making eye contact with the glare he was getting from me.
Still fuming, I got back on the bike and then noticed the famous blue Focus on the drive he'd just left .. aha, a whole family to watch!! Bad neighbours.
Having toasted my legs up the rest of the hill to burn off my tetchiness, I noticed the van from the house at the top coming towards me along the flat bit just after the farm entrance. I made ready to stop so he could use the farm entrance to go past - he's let me through in the past and come up to check I was OK once when I was removing mud and leaves from the back wheel having emerged from the woods on my way home, so I was glad to let him through. Besides, I was glad of the rest and it would take me a while to get to the next passing place. But, bless him, he stopped and flashed me through. Which I was kind of grateful for in a "ouch me legs" kind of way, so I just did the best I could to avoid holding him up. Good neighbour; brandy and mince pies for you.
* quite apart from the fact it was my right of way.
Edit: cor, I do waffle on, don't I? Sorry.
