Sorry to be such a curmudgeon, but we live within walking distance of a lake with bike paths. I am so tired of seeing flabby asses in Lycra pants with their legs shaved acting like they are in the Tour de France. They dominate the roads and are so incensed when I try to pass them. One guy followed me when I started walking and said "nice Audi". When I thanked him he called me a d**kh**d for passing him. Cyclists are so entitled.
Oh that's a new one. Yelling at a car driver?? Pedestrians often complain about em. There are cyclists who cycle like they own the road, but the same is true with some pedestrians.
We have 1 path in the park for everyone, walkers and bikers. Once it was so full and they have no rules for walkers. I don't get it. Walk at the right side except if it's a big road with cars, so they don't hit you, see you and you see them and can jump to the side.
They do that on the small path in the park. Some walk at the right side, some at the left side. Once there were bikes and walkers approaching and walkers at my side in front of me. So stupid. So I said: Come on kids, lets go bike in the grass around the bunch and a cyclist approaching us, who had no place to go, said thanks.
Oh lol cars. They can also be annoying. I'd get so mad at em when I had to bike my kids around in a carriage bike and it snowed, rained or hailed and then these spoiled car drivers would go first while sitting inside warm and cosy. I only liked the ones who gave us a lift. My son made a song because of my grumpy whining:
It rains it rains! Everyone gets wet.
Except when you're sitting in a car with heating and fries (patat, that rhimes) LOL.
The absolute worst was when a mom from school asked if I could take her kid with me to my sons' swimming lessons, cause she had to work. 4 quite big kids in the bike. There was snow. On the way back, it was late, I got a flat tire. I called her. Oh golly no there's snow. I don't dare to drive with snow.
Ah. Okay. I'll just bike harder then. They were soaking wet. I dumped the bike at the side of the road and we took the bus to the Mc Donalds near his house. I was so tired. His dad came and brought us home.
With sun it was always fun.
I once posted this bike on a forum and an American guy thought it was great, got inspired and made one himself, but with a strong motor for mountains. He went to work with it.