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Observation and Perspective
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| Ride Stats |
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Distance:
17.21 miles
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Time: 00:53:08
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Max Speed:
25.53 mph
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Avg Speed:
19.43 mph
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Temp:
Min: 66
Max: 78
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Category: general: commute -
solo
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Route:
(WORK) E-Commute
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Weight:
237
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Altitude Gain:
517 ft
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Avg Power: 0 W
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Calories Burned: 0
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Avg HR: 0 bpm
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Terrain: Road: Flat
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Bike: EG Zurich 350 IX Electric
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Club: Commuter Cycling Century |
| Weather Conditions: Mostly clear early, but rain was threatening on the ride back home. |
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On this 62nd work commute, there was a close call on the way into Hilton. I experienced a frightening a brush-back by a speeding pick-up truck on the way to a golf course tee time. This is not the first time I have brushed back by an over aggressive driver. In fact, I have experienced this exact situation a few years back. While on the inbound portion of my work commute, early in the morning, a motor vehicle on the way to Deerfield Country Club passes me at high speed while oncoming traffic is forced to ride the shoulder in the opposite lane.
The late model Silver Chevy truck accelerated, racing up to pass me at a speed clearly faster than 55 mph. What complicated the situation was the timing of the action. In the oncoming lane was another vehicle approaching. Without regard to safety for the oncoming vehicle or to me the cyclist, the truck driver blasted by intent on passing me even as the oncoming vehicle was forced onto the shoulder to avoid a collision. I endeavored to express my upset at the truck driver's actions by signaling my displeasure with a specific hand gesture.
As I suspected from the moment I was brushed by at high speed, this self-righteous vehicle operator drove another quarter mile and made a left turn onto the road that leads to the Country Club. When I arrived at the road where the truck turned I turned down that way too. The road ends at the Country Club about a quarter mile further. When I arrived, the parking lot for the Club was nearly empty except for a couple of vehicles including a silver Chevy truck with two fellows sitting on the tailgate putting on golf shoes. One brawny ex-Marine type 50ish-year-old guy and the other a 70ish year old. After a brief introduction, I learned that the older fellow was driving. He felt I should have been cycling closer to the white line. My question to him: Do you think I don't have a right to be on the road? No, he said and then apologized for his actions. As I left to continue my commute to work I said: "I'd appreciate it if you didn't drive that way again, please".
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