“I saw the whole thing,” says the skateboard guy. “He ran you over.”
My head. Can’t think. Good thing Jim and Warren goaded me into wearing a helmet: “Bill, for Chrissake, you’ve got a three-year-old kid!” they said. Bucket’s cracked like an eggshell. Could’ve been my skull. Three-quarters of the riders who die in accidents don’t wear helmets.
“I-can, get-up, on-my, own.”
In fact, I’ve been knocked a few rungs down the evolutionary scale, and, for the moment at least, I can’t do anything.
“I’ve got a cell. Want me to call the cops?”
I’m shaking. “Guess so.”
I look around, wild eyed. An off-duty Toronto Transit Commission bus driver cordons off the accident site. “I’ll radio it in. Where’s the driver?”
“Took off,” says the skateboarder.
A motorcycle cop rolls up.
“You all right?”
“Don’t know. It was a white van.”
the utilitarian
My friend Jeff used to wonder why I keep riding, why I couldn’t outgrow biking as I settled into marriage, a career, house, family, and five kinds of insurance. The bike is for recreation. You want to go to a grocery store, take the car, he’d say.
Comments (8 comments)
John Laidlaw: A wonderful article - and staring out with as good a description of why us "utility cyclists" ride as any I've ever seen or come up with.
Yes - cycling has its dangers. though I've not had the run of ill luck Bill reynolds has, I've chewed my own fair share of asphalt over fifty years and more.
I've had at least one wipe-out that was directly attributable ot my torquing through a corner, trying to make the advance green. The intersection of Cook and Finlayson Streets, in Victoria, slopes from NE to SW, and I was coming from the Norht, turning East. A poor situation, with a lot of reverse camber. As I flew around the corner, my rear wheel must have hit a bit of sand on the road - to the best of my knowledge, there was no pedal strike - and I went down, sliding on my yellow jacket. I realised that I was now in the middle of the road, with cars going past north and south, on either side of me. I must ahve been out for a couple of seconds. When I tried to move, my legs, for a moment, went on strike - most disconcerting. I got up, shaken but unbloodied, and then realised I'd put paid to my rear wheel - already on a fourth or fifth incarnation. I carried it to the first corner I could reach - the NE one, where I was approached by a lady, who fearfully asked if I were OK. She'd been behind me, in her mini-van, and feared she'd clipped me as I went down. I assured her I was shaken, but otherwise OK, and she offerd me a lift home, which I accepted. When I finally took my helmet off (I wore them, then, because I'd been doing so, to get my daughter to do it all the time, and felt naked without one.) I found an alarming crak in the foam at teh front, and then discovered the back had been crushed. I'm now a believer.
I ride, almost all the time, in traffic, and have always been aware of what's behind me. I've taken to using lights, even in bright daylight, as every little bit of visibility helps.
What I have discovered is that, with the usual lamentable exceptions, traffic (drivers) have become much more accepting of cyclists in general. Now - if only the cyclists were themselves, as accepting of drivers on the roads, as willing to make sure the drivers have the best chance of seeing them, and avoiding them, as they could wish.
May 13, 2008 09:47 EST
Pat T: My thoughts here: http://freedomisacupcake.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-wheels-good-4-wheels-bad.html May 15, 2008 09:51 EST
Anonymous: Never bother to call a cop when you get hit as a cyclist. They don't care and they don't do a thing.
Last time I got cut off twice by the same driver in a goddamn minivan, the second time sending me head over habdlebars as I braked hard to avoid being a hood ornament, I called the pigs and after 7 and a half hours the wench rolled up and told me there was no traffic violation since I didn't hit the van. Just me falling off my bike she says.
She didn't want to check the video cameras of the stores in the area or do any "police work".
Got sideswiped in front of a cop, tell her what happened and she writes the licence plate down, hands me the paper and says call the police! My mistake for thinking she was the police. A hat, badge and gun will do that.
Stupid cops. Don't even get me started about the lazy thugs as they drive or even ride by cars parked in the bike lane or driving cyclists off the road and do nothing. Can't expect a cop to do his/her job. I have learned that from nth number of encounters involving more than just cycling (i.e. being threatend with a gun, assualted, etc.)
U-lock justice friends, that is all we really have.
Hope you are okay, my encouter with the van left me limping for a week.
One night I would love to put one of those metal bike poles for locking up your ride in the middle of Dundas and lock a bike to it. See how the drivers like their lane being taken by someone with no consideration who needs to park. May 16, 2008 14:04 EST
Andrew Sullivan: Not long after I finished reading Bill Reynolds's article about bicycling, a group of Toronto bike activists blocked the Gardiner Expressway. Their reason was, apparently, that they wanted bike lanes on Bloor St.
I thought the activists had something in common with Mr Reynolds. Just as Mr Reynolds was willing to inconvenience and endanger pedestrians by riding on the sidewalk with two casts on his arms (because, well, he wanted to), the activists were willing to inconvenience and endanger drivers on the Gardiner because they wanted something to happen at the other end of town.
This is what dealing with bicyclists in Toronto is like. Totally respectable-looking people — the sort that Toronto the Good used to be made of — will happily run you down on the sidewalk, dinging their little bells and expecting you to get out of the way. The police on bicycles blithely glide past the no bicycling sign in Riverdale Park. Brownian motion is more predictable than the behaviour of many cyclists in traffic. The stop sign on the TTC streetcar door is, apparently, just for cars, which is why I did not see the bicycle hit the guy with the cane as he stepped away from the streetcar.
I know, I know, you personally ride carefully and according to the rules. The problem is that, once a significant number of bicyclists are unpredictable, they all are. As a pedestrian, I have to assume every cyclist is a jerk, because if I bet otherwise I run too great a risk of getting creamed.
I used to ride everywhere. Of recent years, I have mostly stayed off my bike, because I'm ashamed to be associated with the yahoos that are zooming around on two wheels, acting as though the world owes them something. I've been doored. I've taken right hooks. I know the dangers, and I know how to ride in the city. But I'm embarrassed to do so.
The reason many people treat bicyclists as though they are annoying children is because that's how many of them act. They wanna ride on the sidewaaaalk. They wanna have a bike laaane. They want the space they are legally accorded on the road, but they don't want any of the restrictions that come with it. I suspect what they really want is that childhood feeling of freedom that came from being able to go fast, and damn anyone who will get in their way.
We all want everything to go our way. And it's certainly true that many motorists are lousy drivers, careless of anything that is in their way and that isn't an automobile (and, in fact, of many things that are). But if bicycles want to be treated with any kind of respect on the road — or by the rest of the urban polity — they have to act with some respect for the rest of us too. If instead they act like children with a new toy, they shouldn't be surprised at the treatment they get. June 05, 2008 06:05 EST
Anonymous: Andrew,
To clarify, from what I understand, the ride on the Gardiner on May 30th had no direct link to advocating for bike lanes on Bloor. This error has since been corrected by several media sources. Although a couple of bikes had flags on them referencing the need for these lanes, there were different flags as well. Folks have been asking for bike lanes on Bloor St for years - perhaps the media picked up on the Bloor St. issue because it was most familiar and because no specific reason was given by any of the participants.
The group ride ended up down near the on ramp and made an unplanned 'strength in numbers' decision to go for it. They approached the relatively slow late rush hour traffic with extreme caution, and as cars slowed further and openings in adjacent lanes became available, the group filled the full roadway. From first hand accounts, those drivers directly behind the cyclists were smiling, waving, giving thumbs up and even had a few passengers taking photos of the unusual sight - any cars further back would have simply been in slightly slower than usual traffic. I don't understand how you think this group 'endangered' drivers on the Gardiner. June 11, 2008 11:20 EST
Jeff Glen: A beautiful story. I took my car off the road over seven years ago and have rode every day since - I even biked across China to Mt. Everest basecamp, Nepal, India, Thailand and Cambodia. From all of this experience I have learned one thing, bicycles and cars can not share the road (especially in Vancouver). We need dedicated bike lanes period. I think adding these bike lanes will also get more people cycling which truly is a great way to get around. There is definitely a personal satisfaction to being your own form of transportation. For Andrew: for the cyclists who cut off cars, ride on sidewalks and generally take risks - they are no different than car drivers who do the same. Jerks are jerks! However most of us are cautious and aware of pedestrians, it is just that a 3000 lb car kind of puts you on the defensive. Please be patient and remember we are doing a hell of a lot for air quality! June 13, 2008 20:01 EST
ZarbeS: Thank you Bill... and Walrus. September 01, 2008 17:57 EST
Pat T: @John Spragge:
Sir, you hit the nail on the head. Here here!
Cyclists are singled out, because they are 'the other' on the roads. they are the exception, the minority. Every infraction of theirs is magnified, while the wholesale enormity of automobile-based destruction, death, and lawlessness is ignored because it is altogether mundane... Like beating one's wife used to be.
The untenability of the 'pro-motorist, anti-cyclist' is so obvious it's become the proverbial elephant in the room, and for motorists to confess to their complicity in planet-wide degradation perhaps involves a bit too much cognitive dissonance. September 03, 2008 18:09 EST