It is the best because not only is it a bright, Springy colour, but it is a very stylish cargo bike, the type of which is not to be seen around these parts very often. Even the pedals are orange, and the wooden box is just too gorgeous with its retro styling. It gives me hope that Newcastle will soon become a true biking city.
Of course, I actually prefer old bikes, but the sight of brand spanking new bikes fills my heart with hope that there will be more riders on the streets this year, and there have been riders on every sort of new bike, from cruisers and loopframes to road bikes to hybrids.
I believed I had missed out on the best of Spring riding this year, until the sight of riders with the funny ziptie antennae reminded me that I had also missed out on magpie season. Many riders put these on their helmets in the belief that they will protect them from attacking magpies. I do not believe this is the case, as, the last time I was attacked, two years ago, the magpie struck behind my ear, just below my helmet, and drew blood, so I do not bother with magpie diverting devices anymore.
Spring also brings out the worst in some drivers, and can be what Dottie from LGRAB calls “Jerk Season“. I have found that since riding again after a recent poor health hiatus, I have encountered more than my fair share of them. Today on Beaumont Street, I was passed far too closely by a white van, plastered in company logos. As I approached the rail gates a few metres on, I passed him again as the gates were of course closed. Soon after, he passed me and called out words to the effect of “You should move over so I can pass you more easily”, though I did not catch all of what he said. I replied that he should not pass me so closely. I guess he felt he had run out of rational argument as his next comment was “Old cow!”
Now this section of Beaumont Street has very slow traffic due to the many lights and pedestrians and the rail gates, I had only held him up for a few metres and he passed me much more closely than he need have, he had plenty of space to pass. I now wish I had had the conversation with him at the window of his van so I could have pointed all this out, rather than a shouted altercation across the street. I also wish I had taken down the name of the business he worked for and complained to them, as this person did.