Pat-inCO said:
...to give someone that paid ZERO taxes
for the creation and maintenance of that road (gas taxes) extra space.
I regret to inform you that I do, indeed, pay taxes, including gas taxes.
I usually ride solo, so I don't make such a big obstacle for those that want to pass, and I note that the very great majority of cars I meet on the road are driven by polite people. I do my very best to reciprocate, even waving 'thank you' to those who are really only waiting because of the large truck behind me, LOL. I always signal, and do my very best to be where I'm expected.
However, a few weeks ago a school bus driver did his level best to get me, cutting me off, not once, but twice. I'm convinced a less skilled rider would have ended up under his bus. I filed a formal complaint; the police interviewed me, and a parent waiting for his kids the first time the bus cut me off. Said driver was fired. One can feel very vulnerable on a bicycle, much more so than on a motorcycle. We share some hazards - painted lines, wet leaves, metal plates, but parallel-bar storm drains, when oriented parallel to the roadway, are especially nasty to skinny tire bikes. Opening car doors are why experienced riders stay several feet away from parked cars - it's not to annoy you. (I know someone who's car lost a door when he opened it if front of a cyclist.) I'm not saying that all bikers are angels, it's clear that many are not; I am suggesting giving them the benefit of the doubt. And common courtesy suggests giving ample clearance. Assuming the cyclist is on the right, and you are approaching from behind, and there's a car coming towards you in the other lane, all you need to is slow down and let that car pass, and then you can pass the biker with ample room. (Yes, I know, when there are several bikes it is a pain in the ass, but so it is with multiple trucks, too.)
Anyone ever see the AIM 9 being launched off the Hobie cat hitting the jetskeet? That was hilarious. I can't find it now.
I'm nice to 'you', please be nice to bikers you meet, one might be me, or my wife
or daughter. I like to ride up hills for the challenge, and down them for the thrill (and so maybe I can pass you!)
Sorry, I didn't mean to make this so long. We now bring you back to your regularly scheduled programming.