Mark1978 wrote:Assumption that it's always possible to overtake a cyclist within the lane, if only that pesky cyclist wasn't being selfish and riding in the middle of the road.
Going past a bicycle isn't really overtaking and they are so slow that it doesn't matter if there is oncoming traffic or not.
There seems to be somekind of mental block/blindfold or idiotic stupidity/lunacy with some motorists when overtaking cyclists.
Within a mile yesterday on the tandem I took primary on a blind right hander when I spotted a big Volvo approaching from behind PDQ,the driver sensibly waited and as soon as I could see the road was clear I waved him through as I moved over to secondary.
He gave a little toot and a friendly wave as he passed us.It cost him all of 2to3 seconds max.
The next left hander,again blind(high hedges narrow lanes),a newish Fiesta overtook giving me plenty of room but in the face of an oncoming R/Rover who was flashing his headlights at him and leaning on the horn whilst having to dive for the grass verge
Further on,I again took primary on two right handers only to be overtaken blind,luckily there wasn't anything oncoming.
It seems these idiots really don't care for their own safety or anyone else's and I really can't get my head around it.
In primary I'm ensuring my own safety by creating an escape zone to my left and narrowing the overtaking area to my right, whereas by staying in secondary I lessen my EZ and widen the OA.
Yet these people are so willing to take potentially catastrophic risk.
If the road is wide enough I don't bother and remain in secondary but even then,on occasion I've seen some near misses with vehicles overtaking me(giving me more than ample space but very little room for error between theirs and oncoming vehicles.
It really is bizarre and I really struggle to understand such mentality.
I also have noted there's no single type of driver,say young and inexperienced but it seems to be across the board ie; the Fiesta R/Rover incident was a chap of about 60 with presumably his wife sat beside him,nor was he speeding
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