What a day...
Cycle to and from work on George St., lost count at the amount of pedestrians just walking out into the road, no looks or nothing - and then of course I'm in the wrong for being on the road - definitely festival time!
Best one was coming back onto Princes St., guy in hi-vis orange jacket crossing the road eyeballs me, I start to swerve and he moves to stop right in front of me and says 'what are you going to do?' - now I'm not exactly the most confrontational person in the world, and this guy looked like an absolute scumbag so I didn't say a whole lot. He grabbed my handlebars and I managed to get clipped out so as to not fall over. Luckily (for him
) he walked away - after reminding me that 'all you cyclists are c**ts' but I saw he had STEVE written on the back on his jacket in huge letters, what a moron. He was a scumbag though, with crazy eyes...so if anyone sees him you have my permission to abuse him!
Also had a German female bus driver go mental at me, although in fairness I had a go at her first after she nearly hit me...oh the joys of cycling!
Cycle to and from work on George St., lost count at the amount of pedestrians just walking out into the road, no looks or nothing - and then of course I'm in the wrong for being on the road - definitely festival time!
Best one was coming back onto Princes St., guy in hi-vis orange jacket crossing the road eyeballs me, I start to swerve and he moves to stop right in front of me and says 'what are you going to do?' - now I'm not exactly the most confrontational person in the world, and this guy looked like an absolute scumbag so I didn't say a whole lot. He grabbed my handlebars and I managed to get clipped out so as to not fall over. Luckily (for him

Also had a German female bus driver go mental at me, although in fairness I had a go at her first after she nearly hit me...oh the joys of cycling!