On Monday, October 30, 2017 at 7:52:16 PM UTC-7, Frank Krygowski wrote:
On 10/30/2017 10:04 PM, John B. wrote:
On Mon, 30 Oct 2017 07:25:14 -0700 (PDT), wrote:

You rarely have to worry someone is actually going to run you over. After all if might get blood on their car that they'd have to wash off. But the continuous threats are tiring. When I get back from a long city ride - say my home down to Palo Alto along Hesperian then back again - some 50 miles - I will be threatened at least two dozen times with cars trying to nudge me off the road. Even with open lanes they could easily pass in. Another thing is that you will be riding along and a car will come up behind you fast, swerve around you and turn directly into a driveway that causes you to slam on the brakes. Usually a store or something.


I can only say that other parts of the U.S. must be different,
Must be, cuz you don't come across as senile and dotty like John, but share with him that your experience -sounds- like la-la land. Maybe it's not so much "parts of the US" as simply "parts". I suspect you could find the same experience that Tom describes as a bike commuter in any city.

what Tom describes almost never happens to me. Although my "other parts
of the U.S." statement needs some modification, since I've ridden all
the way across it, and ridden at least a little in 47 states so far.

Well I experience the same things that Tom describes. Less often but Tom is more in tune to them and more prone to interpreting drivers' actions as hostile, and perhaps correctly. I also hang out more in silicon valley and palo alto than Tom, and visit his neck of the woods infrequently, and when I do, I experience the things he describes constantly. As in other places.

The last irritating incident that happened to me was three weeks ago, on
a 50+ mile ride. Ohio has a new law requiring three feet passing
clearance. One car passed closer than that when there was plenty of room
to go around. But as someone said, I probably shouldn't attribute to
malice what can be adequately explained by stupidity.

Wow. Ride in Buffalo sometime. I felt like prey on national geographic documentary.