I had to go out and run some errands by car today (I nearly got blown over on the Pashley on my way home from work!) and lo and behold I spotted someone riding a bike! In regular clothes! In a ball cap! Talking on his phone! In the Bike Lane of Doom!
See him on the corner? I was cheering him on from the car. Ok, Bike Lane of Doom. For one thing, it follows along side a 4 lane highway with cars traveling between the posted 45 and 60. It makes the cyclist cross over the on and off lanes for I-26. Cars in those lanes are either gaining speed to merge with traffic on the interstate, or gaining speed to merge with traffic on the highway. Either way you've got drivers trying to get up to speed to contend with. More power to that guy for braving that cluster f***.
Then when I reached my destination I spotted this:
Someone rode to the craft store! And discovered when they got there that there is no bike parking. Or even anything to make do with. I've so far counted 3 shopping centers in town that have bike racks. And one with a No Bicycles sign. :/
Anyway, back to the bike. I love the shade of green it's painted.
And check out the lugs!
It says Volkscycle XV. I'm going to have to look that one up. Sounds like someone else has an interesting vintage German bike. I wish I could have talked to it's person. I wandered around the store looking for someone that might look like they belong to it but didn't find anyone. Which I suppose is good. That means that there is another person in town riding a bike in regular clothes. Also it means that there isn't someone willing to shop in the craft store in Lycra.