The Old Plank Road Trail has a morning group that ‘meets for coffee and to swap lies‘ rain or shine. Bob Reynolds was one member of that group. I used to drive past his home on the way over to the trail each morning.
Like many cyclists who came to the sport long before there were any bike lanes or even many trails, Bob learned to ride on streets alongside cars. We used to call them Vehicular Cyclists but that has gone out of fashion. Now the roads are ‘owned‘ by folks whose length of time on a bike is measured in months not years.
And of course they are all about being ‘victims‘. They in fact cannot find much time between heading out for a photo-op where some longwinded politician will be cutting a ribbon on a piece of trail or roadway that is vastly overpriced and has little practical use.
But that is the way of things these days. We have far too many ‘assholes‘ who are itching for a fight with every single automobile driver on the planet and yet are subject to the tax monies gleaned from their purchase of fuel. It must be really agonizing to want to see every driver on the planet ousted from his vehicle and yet afraid that there will be no alternative revenue stream to replace them.
Sorry to see that Bob is no longer riding. Upright bikes often present a problem for the elderly. Too bad he did not take up recumbent trike riding. But even that can be a problem is the bike sits too low for a person to stand up from.
A salute to Bob for his being a wonderful role model for the rest of us. And here is to having the ChainLink Clowns ‘become more human‘.