It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
Instead of looking at it though the eyes of 'cager pulls out on me - rise in blood pressure', 'second cager pulls out on me - rise in blood pressure and steam from ears' look at it as 'cager pulls out on me, hazard avoided - pat on back', second cager pulls out on me, hazard avoided - double pat on back'.
By the time you get home who knows what wealth of reward you might have coming to you.
In other words, avoid dwelling on the ineptitude of others.
That and find your own style that works, I think bikers have to be a bit more agressive than cagers to get noticed, but not so much that its taking needless risk/pissing off the law. Its a balance but theres no reason you can't have fun! Especially leaving agressive drivers in their fast cars behind in the queue as I quietly filter to the front without fuss... And then end up getting on the motorway before they have even made a dent in the traffic obscenity that is aucklands bridge onramps at 4pm![]()
I reckon tinted visors help get bikers noticed, I get comments about looking like an alien! I think it's because it takes away the humanity and personality not being able to see your face.
The only way to cope long term with the mental stress of couriering in London was to not get worked up about car drivers becoming hazards but rather to simply congratulate yourself on avoiding the hazards that were constantly appearing. Pretty soon you were avoiding hazards without it actually registering.
And it's not aggression that's needed - it's assertiveness.
[QUOTE=007XX;1763724]Yes, indeed I amand ecstatic about it too! Still early days yet, but hopefully everything will go smoothly and my current little grain of rice will turn into pineapple size in no time...QUOTE]
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It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
Yeah, buddy, I agree. My point wasn't that I was irritated and had steam coming out my ears, it was that riding more in line with the road code was putting me in more perilous situations, and as a result, I'm going back to riding with a more aggressive stance on projecting my presence. That means bike in a higher gear, making more noise, more assertive lane placements and passing, and so on.
I recall in the Early 90's, I was in the UK, and I looked at despatching, and what put me off was talking with an insurance agent - the two most dangerous professions were either working as a squadie in Northern Ireland, or ... dispatching in London. Guess which was more dangerous? You must be an awesome rider to have survived for the length of time you despatched...
I spent the afternoon on the bike, back to the old ways, making noise and creating an impression - no pull outs, and no incidents.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
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