Are there many posties on bikes where you are?
Seems like fleets of them here. I only mention it because I was chatting to one this morning. I saw him in front of me on Arbury Road, he was in a fairly good primary position, I looked over my shoulder, signalled, moved in to the right hand lane, slowed down to stop at the junction to turn right. He then looked over his shoulder, saw me in the right hand lane, I could see he wanted out, so I moved to the right hand side of my lane to let him in.
Both of us then turned off, but he hadn't quite had to stop by the time that the lights changed so I let him go out in front of me. He moved off the road on to the same shared use path I was heading on to, he looked over his shoulder and saw me, moved over to let me past (having seen on the main road that I was moving faster than him).
I gestured him to move on, moved up alongside and we had a chat as we rode along. Good bloke, I thought.
And thats generally how it is around here with posties on bikes. Its how they seem to do all the deliveries, they're polite, generally have good roadcraft, and on the whole good cyclists.
Begs the question, why is it that whenever I encounter a Royal Mail van it seems to be driven by a Michael Schumacker wannabe?
Seems like fleets of them here. I only mention it because I was chatting to one this morning. I saw him in front of me on Arbury Road, he was in a fairly good primary position, I looked over my shoulder, signalled, moved in to the right hand lane, slowed down to stop at the junction to turn right. He then looked over his shoulder, saw me in the right hand lane, I could see he wanted out, so I moved to the right hand side of my lane to let him in.
Both of us then turned off, but he hadn't quite had to stop by the time that the lights changed so I let him go out in front of me. He moved off the road on to the same shared use path I was heading on to, he looked over his shoulder and saw me, moved over to let me past (having seen on the main road that I was moving faster than him).
I gestured him to move on, moved up alongside and we had a chat as we rode along. Good bloke, I thought.
And thats generally how it is around here with posties on bikes. Its how they seem to do all the deliveries, they're polite, generally have good roadcraft, and on the whole good cyclists.
Begs the question, why is it that whenever I encounter a Royal Mail van it seems to be driven by a Michael Schumacker wannabe?