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More Reflections

Returned home from Yellow Bike very energized.  On the drive home I paid attention to what my headlights were illuminating, especially looking for various reflectors.  Because I couldn’t immediately go to sleep, I decided to play around with the camera and my cargo bike.

These shots are from about 100 feet.  The bike is near a street light.  I don’t know how well the standard flash on a Nikon D40 comes to simulating car headlights.  For reference, I have a standard red reflector on the seat post, two small red reflectors on the back of the long tail kit, and two blinky lights (Planet Bike Superflash).  You can see background reflections from neighbor’s cars.

This picture is with the two lights on steady (I couldn’t find a shutter speed that would capture the lights during blink).

This picture is with the lights off — reflector only.

Doesn’t appear to be much difference.  But still photos don’t show the dynamic, attention-getting nature of the Superflash lights in blink mode.

Reflections on Safety

This week started with tragic news here in Austin.  Another cyclist hit and killed by a motor vehicle.  What makes this especially troubling is that the cowardly driver involved decided that they didn’t need to stop and render aid.  I wonder if this was simple flight response to the fear of being blamed.  An irrational fear given society’s tendency to blame the victim in these mishaps.  I can hear the voices now:  “what was he doing riding on that road at night?”  ”he didn’t have a rear light?”  ”he wasn’t wearing a helmet?”  

Entirely possible that this driver would not have even received a citation.  “I didn’t see him.”  Which tells me that this driver has other issues.  Perhaps he was impaired, had an expired or suspended license, no insurance, expired state inspection.  Something made him flee in a cowardly attempt to get away with it.

And then there is the standard blotter reporter entry that makes me want to scream.

 Police say Murphy did not have a rear flashing light on the bicycle and was not wearing a helmet.

The helmet comment is irrelevant to the cause of the mishap.  Why do people continue to focus on this issue?  First, a helmet is not required by law. Second,  a helmet is next to useless in high speed car-bicycle collisions.  In many circumstances, it is nothing but an expensive Styrofoam hat.

The light comment strikes me as police officer editorializing and the reporter allowing him to get away with it.  Again, not required by state law.  Flashing or otherwise.  The more important question that the report should have asked was did the bicycle have the required red reflector.

Sec. 551.104.  SAFETY EQUIPMENT.

(b)  A person may not operate a bicycle at nighttime unless the bicycle is equipped with:

(1)  a lamp on the front of the bicycle that emits a white light visible from a distance of at least 500 feet in front of the bicycle; and

(2)  on the rear of the bicycle:

(A)  a red reflector that is:

(i)  of a type approved by the department; and

(ii)  visible when directly in front of lawful upper beams of motor vehicle headlamps from all distances from 50 to 300 feet to the rear of the bicycle; or

(B)  a lamp that emits a red light visible from a distance of 500 feet to the rear of the bicycle.

What A Minute

After calming down and focusing on positive thoughts to this young man’s family in their time of loss, I’ve been pondering the question of light versus reflector.  Why is it legally sufficient to only have a rear reflector?  Are lights, blinky or otherwise, more effective?  Why do bike shops and dealers continue to sell bicycles not equipped with lights?  Why do bicycle manufacturers not install lights on bicycles?

This is when dim memories of something I had read from “Effective Cycling” by John Forester.  Chapter 33 of that book, titled “Riding at Night” spends a lot of time discussing reflectors and comparing them to lights.  It can be summed up in one particular paragraph:

The proper function of nighttime protective equipment are to illuminate your path so you may ride on the roadway and stay away from obstacles, to enable you to see your position on the roadway so you can obey the rules of the road, and to alert other drivers and pedestrians so they may obey the rules of the road with respect to you.

I’ve read this chapter several times.  My major take-aways are that Mr. Forester doesn’t like the CPSC, and that a rear reflector is sufficient in most night-time riding conditions.  There is however, this passage, which may inform us about Monday’s tragic mishap.

Unlighted objects can be seen only when in the headlamp beams.  If they are reflectorized they can be seen at considerable distances, but if they are not reflectorized they can be seen only at much shorter distances than in daylight.  Both motorists with lawful headlamps and cyclists with weak headlamps can easily overdrive their headlamps and should travel slower than in daylight…

It is entirely possible that the driver in this mishap over took his own headlamps and had insufficient time to react.  The speed limit in that stretch of road is 55 MPH.  That is over 80 feet per second.  Given a minimum reaction time of 3 seconds, the driver would need nearly 250 feet to see, react and execute a turn or braking action.  Again, it is important to know if the bicycle had a rear reflector installed and if it was properly aligned and clean.

Where Are You Going With This?

I ride at night.  I have both red reflectors (note plural) and lights.  I often put the rear lights in blinky mode.  While Mr. Forester poo-poos the idea of blinking lights, I like the idea that drivers, approaching me from behind, see something attention getting at significant distances.  In my vast experience at night (both cycling and flying), static steady small red lights can be misleading.

I continue to ponder why the state law does not require a rear light and reflectors.

I continue to wonder why I see so many stealth cyclists at night.

I continue to question why a human being would leave another dying on the side of the road.

I continue to reflect.

Peripheral Lunacy

I am not anti-car.  The automobile is an important component to a robust transit system.  Totally eliminating the car would not necessarily be a good thing.  What I am against is the pervasive and perverted marketing that goes along with the car.  The car has become more than just personal transportation.  It is now lifestyle.  Comfort, style, fashion, multitasking features, connection, convenience…oh and a smattering of safety.  Workplace, meeting location, family room.  And this nonsense extends to peripherals and gadgets that go along with the car.

So yesterday, a friend sent me a link to one such gadget:  the Wheelmate Laptop Steering Wheel Desk.  Tired of dealing with a laptop on your lap?  Need a place to take notes, write a letter, or put your drive-through hamburger?  You’re in luck.

Of course the most entertaining part of this product page was the customer reviews.  Hilarious.  And just the appropriate amount of sarcasm and satire that this tired old curmudgeon loves.  I especially love the one complaining about how the book kept sliding off during turns.

I wonder how many of these have sold and how many multitasking dolts have actually tried to use it while driving.

Despite the weather forecast I set out for a short errand ride.  First stop was the library to pick up a book for the spouse.  As I was checking out I heard the disturbing sounds of thunder and muttered “oh, oh.”  The librarian giggled a little as she had seen me lock my bike.  Fortunately, I had remembered to pack a waterproof bag for the book and my Showers Pass rain jacket.

While unlocking the bike and putting on my jacket I debated whether or not to proceed to my second stop.  The sky didn’t look that threatening and since I’m not water soluble, I pushed my luck.  Thought I would get away with it, despite the intermittent lightning and rumbles.  Then just as I turned onto a tree-lined street little white ice balls started falling out of the sky.  I was near a mature live oak and sought shelter.  Wasn’t perfect but the hail stones that got through the canopy had decelerated significantly.  Discovered another benefit to helmets:  hail protection.  Well, somewhat.  My helmet has rather large ventilation holes and one errant piece of sky ice made it through — ouch.

The hail storm didn’t last very long and changed to a wonderful deluge.  This is where I was reminded how bad my helmet is at keeping water off my head.  The very same ventilation holes.  I’ve never been a big fan of cycling caps but I’ve been converted.  If only for the little brim in front to keep rain out of ones eyes.

At the next store I added a new cycling cap to my purchases.  Of course the rain stopped by the time I got back outside.  Oh well, next time.

The Bull is Alive and Well…

…in Austin.  Two disturbing items in this morning’s blotter report.

Cyclist killed by hit and run driver last night and girl struck by car failing to stop for school bus.

In case you don’t know, the bull is cars and Austin is one of thousands of china shops.  Our society continues to ignore the bull.

 

Less Than Smug

Staring at the screen, fingers poised over the keys…I got nothing.

Composting Smug

A quick trip to the nearest big box home improvement store.  Lots of staring and gawking by perplexed motorists as I loaded up Mongo  and pedaled home.

A few repairs in the garage and then out to the side of the house to rehabilitate my compost system.  It’s been neglected lately and had become a useless pile of yard refuse.  Soon I’ll be able to reap the benefits of recycled biomass, lovingly processed by friendly microbes and various other helpful lifeforms.

(ssshhhh, don’t tell my HOA, they wouldn’t understand)

Smug.

Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah

I know I’m probably tempting the weather gods.  There will probably be karmic retribution.  Just can’t help myself.  I must taunt my northern friends who are dealing with biting cold and wind and snow and cold driving rain and sleet and…

Yesterday’s commute to Yellow Bike was nothing short of spectacular.  Mid 70′s and gentle wind for the trip down.  Another short sleeve ride in January.  The ride home, again in short sleeves, was low 60′s, no wind.

All that mixed with courteous, patient motorists.  Now why did I ever move to Austin?

 

Reason For Hope

Every now and then I have positive interaction with other users of the roads.  Truth be told, the vast majority of my experience with drivers is either neutral or positive.  Only a small few buttheads that ruin it.  We tend to focus on those negatives.

On yesterday’s errand trip I had the opportunity to experience courtesy and mindfulness.  I was headed from the library to the grocery store.  My usual route takes me on Waters Park Road, which avoids the more heavily traveled Parmer Lane.  It also provides a nice controlled crossing under Mopac.  It’s only drawback is that it is a narrow two lane, with no shoulders and spots with restricted sight lines.

I had just entered one of those limited sight zones when I heard a truck come up behind me.  Glancing back revealed a large Waste Management garbage truck.  I braced myself for an attempted pass on the hilly curve but was pleasantly surprised when I heard him downshift.  As we topped the rise, I saw another vehicle approaching in the other lane.  Perhaps because of his sitting height he had better sight lines than I did.  Perhaps he was just being prudent and careful.

Even after the other vehicle passed he remained behind me until I got to the stop line at the light.  Then he eased past me on the right and merged onto the Mopac access road.   I waved my thanks.  He waved back.  Imagine that, a garbage guy in a good mood.

Who’s Smug Now

Arrived at my usual grocery store this morning to find this practical joke.  I choose to believe that it was some worker’s idea of humor and not the start of some general campaign to discourage cyclists in search of food.  Although, this combined with the horrible placement of said bike rack squeezed between the building and the shopping cart storage, makes it difficult to remain positive.

I managed as there are just not that many of us enlightened grocery cyclists at this store.  Which begs the question:  is the bike rack placed there because there are few cyclists, or are there few cyclists because of the bad bike parking?  

As I was checking out I asked to talk to the manager.  She was polite about listening to my complaint but looked at me liked I had just arrived from Mars.  I suspect she was just humoring me.   And this response makes me want to count spaces in their parking lot to determine if they are complying with Austin rules about ratio of bike/car parking.  They probably are but it sure would be fun to catch them and make them respond to a formal complaint.

Although I might have had more luck discussing how her clerks need to take a lesson in how to pack groceries at checkout.  But that is another rant.

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