tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post191860909410945600..comments2023-12-27T22:31:19.008-07:00Comments on The Bike Nazi: Greenbelt Lore #1Bikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-32770228863968381262007-04-03T07:54:00.000-06:002007-04-03T07:54:00.000-06:00[danielo] The bike as a tool of Darwinism ....I us...[danielo] The bike as a tool of Darwinism ....<BR/><BR/>I use the Greenbelt for about half of my commute route, and afternoons are always a bit slow now that the sun is out and the temps are above 50 degrees F.<BR/><BR/>No problems with dawdlers on the Greenbelt this morning, though. Funny how that happens when it's 27 degrees F. I love mornings like that -- cold, but not icy.dbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09527673886975332497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-45232020097142332822007-04-02T14:44:00.000-06:002007-04-02T14:44:00.000-06:00Music to my ears, sir. An anecdote for you, this t...Music to my ears, sir. An anecdote for you, this time not on the Greenbelt itself, but still evidence of the stupidness of general fair-weather bike zombies:<BR/><BR/>About a week ago, as I waited to cross State Street at Willow Lane (by Flying Pie), I witnessed a cyclist riding against traffic on the south side of State St., carrying a cup of coffee. Not a travel cup -- a ceramic mug. She was visibly struggling to manage the cup in one hand and her bike with the other. As she proceeded into a VERY hazardous section of State Street -- sandwiched between oncoming traffic and a jersey barrier on the side -- I silently bid her farewell.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com