I had my medium weight gloves on ( 2 layer with a liner) and my hands were ruddy frozen for the first 3 miles, at the 5 mile point I realised they were now toasty.
Just before Canning town the cycleway passes across the entrance ( not painted across so cyclists beware!)) and exit to a petrol station. In front of me was a young lady on a sit up and beg bike with a very striking bright gold helmet. I was a little way behind her when she was getting close to the entrance, I looked over my shoulder and a white van coming in hot from behind us indicating to turn . I could see/sense she was not going to look or slow and he was just going to turn no matter what, so I screamed in my best parade ground volume “whoah you stupid f******g b*******s” It was loud enough for both of them to hear and they both braked sharply, they were a foot away from collision, she seemed totally unaware of the danger she had been in, he was giving it the WTF hand signals.
After the petrol station I cycled up beside her and gave her my, shoulder check or end up a statistic monologue, she did the I can’t hear or see you look straight ahead reaction.
