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Banging our Heads Against a Brick Wall.

Tuesday, May 31st, 2011 by Mick Allan

Caz comes home with yet more stories of being cut up, passed too close, generally treated like crap by motorists. In York, this self proclaimed ‘Cycling City’. And with a child on the back of her tandem. It makes me want to take up arms against them.

Twenty five years ago I wrote an essay on car culture for the humanities component of my degree course. It was titled ‘The Car Carry-on’ (see what I did there?). In it I argued that cycling could never thrive in the UK unless something radical was done about The Motor Car. I suggested that the Oil Industry was in cahoots with the Car Industry which was in bed with the Steel Industry. I said that the Advertising Industry, TV and other media were all in thrall to the car. At that time car ownership was on a steep rise. Cars were/are aspirational and that everyone who could afford to had bought in to the myth of automotive freedom presented by the adverts. Lack of a car suggested failure – then as now. The situation hasn’t changed. Today, as then, if you’re a professional person, a ‘someone’, you simply must have a car. I also pointed out that it was highly probable that each and every one of the professionals who were in the business of making decisions about town planning, development, road building, architecture were therefore car drivers. And it follows that each of those people would be making professional decisions based on their own set of notions. We’ve ended up with a car centric society because all the people who work in the media, local government, the automotive industry etc etc all have a personal vested interest in its continuation.

In twenty five years the situation has only got worse.

Cortina wreck by Sue Darlow

Cortina wreck by Sue Darlow

There is a mindset – the prevalent mindset – that cars are ‘normal’. And it therefore follows that anything which falls outside of that must be subnormal. This seething mass of motorists at the top of our society has decided – as one, like a swarm of insects – that the mass use of private motor vehicles is a valid transport system. We, as individuals can buy into this utopia/dystopia if we choose but if we do not – they say – we’d better get out of their way.

They say it every day by cutting us up, passing us too close, treating us as subnormal. They do it every day. They do it to me, they do it to my girl and they do it to her children. They do it to every cyclist. Because what they want is for us to give up, to stop being cyclists and to join them. To be assimilated into the group.

I know people – perfectly rational and intelligent people – who hate ‘cyclists’. Otherwise loving and caring individuals who will treat a person differently because they happen to be riding a bicycle. I know cyclists who, when they get behind the wheel, hate cyclists. This is how far we have come in the normalisation of the car. We are starting to hate ourselves.

As we’ve previously discussed – in polls of non-cyclists the number one reason for not cycling is the (perceived*) danger posed by motor vehicles. And in the same polls they claim that the single most important thing that would make them more likely to cycle is the provision of more cycling facilities. By which we mean presumably cycle lanes on roads, separate cycle tracks etc.

Among the folk who care about such things there is a big on-going and often heated debate. The Separatists argue that motor vehicles and bicycles are fundamentally incompatible and require their own facilities. They argue that the failure of cycling as a mode of transport in UK and US towns and cities is a direct result of the lack of dedicated, exclusive infrastructure.

‘Vehicular Cyclists’ argue that removing the victims of danger from the danger is grossly unfair – we should be removing the source of the danger. They argue that bicycles are not incompatible with motor vehicles but that it’s motorist’s attitudes which need adjusting. That perhaps if the road system hadn’t been designed for the exclusive benefit of motor traffic we might stand a better chance. If government and the courts and Police took road deaths and injuries more seriously we might have safer roads.

But of course they are all drivers too.

Selling cycling to a nation of cyclist hating motorists is a hiding to nothing. Even if we were to pool our resources how can we – the cycling industry, cyclists organisations and individual cyclists – ever hope to compete with Car Culture, the billions of pounds spent on car ads, the ingrained mythology of the car?

Answers on a postcard to the usual address….

I take it all back (well at least some of it…)

Thursday, March 24th, 2011 by Mick Allan

Got a phone call this morning from Travis perkins. The actual guy I spoke to on the phone on Tuesday. He apologised for not getting back to me yesterday (whilst I sat and fumed) since he didn’t have all the facts until this morning . Fair enough. And informed me that the driver in question had been ‘read the riot act’.  Reminded in no uncertain terms that using a mobile phone whilst in command of a motor vehicle is 1) against the law 2) grounds for instant dismissal. And that if it happens again ‘and they can prove it’ he’ll lose his job. Seems he had been speeding too – they can tell from the tracker in the cab.

Well I’m happy to take that at face value. An idiot has been caught out. Hopefully he wont do it again.

As you were.

Road Safety *yawn*

Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011 by Mick Allan

Yup, boring old road safety again. I wish there was some different cycling related content at the front of my mind – but if there is it’s overwhelmed by crap like this:

Riding to work yesterday I witnessed a driver using a mobile phone. It’s illegal in the UK. Tests have conclusively demonstrated that driving whilst using a phone diminishes a driver’s abilities. It has the precisely the same effect as the consumption of alcohol and we all accept that drink driving is a Bad Thing. We fought long and hard in this country to get drivers/society to accept that driving whilst under the influence of alcohol was a Bad Thing. It was difficult. For many years there remained a hardcore of deniers: ‘I drive better when I’ve had a drink’ idiots.

Well now we find ourselves in a similar situation – except this time it’s mobile phone use.

I fully appreciate that staff training costs companies a great deal of time and money, but you’d think that a company as large and successful as Travis Perkins would have no trouble finding the dosh to explain to its drivers the rules of the fricking road. Apparently not.

It winds me up when I see ordinary drivers of automotive carriages flauting the law (I recently witnessed the spectacle of a woman texting whilst steering with her knees. Not an unusual event you’d think, except she was wearing a police uniform) but when professional drivers do it I’m utterly gobsmacked.

What mobile phone drivers don’t realise is that they become so bad at driving that it’s possible to spot them from a distance. In fact it’s so easy when you know what to look out for that the kids can do it. I clocked his erratic driving before I saw the phone in his hand. And I wish I’d had a speed radar in my hand because I’ll wager a penny to a pound that he was doing close to 40mph as he approached a 20mph school zone too.

We’re not talking about a car or a van here by the way – he was driving a massive flat-bed truck. An HGV (heavy goods vehicle). I called Travis Perkins, they promised to look in to it and get back to me yesterday. They didn’t.

Quelle surprise.

All drivers have a duty of care to other road users. Particularly professional drivers of enormous vehicles. Driving with a mobile phone pressed to your ear is a massive ‘**** you’ to every other road user within crashing distance. It says ‘The law doesn’t apply to me and I don’t give a damn about your safety’.

‘**** you’ it says.

‘**** you’ Travis Perkins.

Pedal Revolution

Tuesday, February 22nd, 2011 by Mick Allan

I regularly drive – in fact I am car enthusiast – but I despair at the way some people behave in their cars.

Stand at the side of a busy British road and see how long it takes for someone to slow down enough to allow you to cross. Even when there is nowhere to go they’ll plough on, bumper to bumper wilfully oblivious to anyone who might want to get across. Car after car after car will fail to let you cross. Stand there with children or even a push chair, stranded on a traffic island. They wont stop. And sometimes as if to rub it in, even when they are forced to stop by the sheer volume of traffic they’ll pull up so  that their vehicle unnecessarily blocks your passage. So that you actually have to walk around it. Or worse, so close to the vehicle in front thet you cant get through at all. Totally freaking oblivious to anybody’s needs but theirs.

But it’s more than just a selfish mindset – often it’s downright aggression.

Last night two cars passed me so close that I was in fear of my life. And these are not isolated incidents, it happens all the time.

The section of road is a national speed limit road, 60 mph, and I am entitled, as a cyclist, to use it.

I know what 60 mph looks like, those cars were travelling very much faster and we can be absolutely certain of the outcome of a collision between a vehicle travelling in excess of 60mph and a cyclist.

I drive a car myself, so I know how easy it is to respond to a cyclist ahead of me on the road. It’s not rocket science.

I consider myself an ambassador for cycling so I deliberately ride my bike in such a way that I don’t ‘give cyclists a bad name’. I always ride with two or three times the legal requirement of lights and reflectors. I ride in accordance with the rules of the road as outlined in The Highway Code. I obey the law. And yet they treat me like my life doesn’t matter.

But, do you know what? Even if I didn’t do all of the above – if I weaved around in traffic, behaved like an idiot, went through red lights etc – I still wouldn’t deserve to be treated this way. The penalty for riding a bike like a silly bugger isn’t death. Because we don’t have the death penalty in the UK and there certainly isn’t a death penalty for riding a fricking bicycle. And even if we did – you in your poxy car (which you probably haven’t paid for yet) wouldn’t be the one authorised to dish out the executions.

There is simply no justification for threatening a fellow human being in such a way; treating a cyclist with no more respect than would be accorded a piece of street furniture. If they’d swung a bat or fired a bullet near my head the police would hunt them down and throw them in the slammer. But drive a car in dangerous proximity to a cyclist – at a speed which would kill them – and there will be no consequences.

They are the very lowest form of human detrius, aggressive and cowardly. And they’ll be spared the onerous task of explaining to my beloved that I won’t be making love to ever her again because I’m paralyzed from the neck down. Or explaining to the kids that I died in a violent collision because they couldn’t wait two seconds to pass me.

You know – if we were standing in line at the post office they’d be courteous and polite but because they are isolated, protected, insulated form the outside world in their little car they feel superior. They also know they can get away with it because they are travelling at four times our speed and we’ll never catch them. And because, shamefully, in the UK it’s possible to collide with a cyclist (pedestrian, motorcyclist) and seriously injure or even kill them with your car without any fear of prosecution. “I didn’t see him officer”. End of.

I don’t want to diminish or disrespect what those brave souls are trying to acheive in Tunisia, Egypt, Bahrain and Libya by drawing a parallel with their struggle but there is a real sense in the UK and US cycling communities that enough is enough. Our governments need to take heed.

3000 thousand people die in traffic collisions every year in the UK and 3000 souls is 3000 souls whichever way you spin it.

Enough is enough.



Danger

Monday, December 13th, 2010 by Mick Allan

A recent cycle industry report by Allegra Strategies concluded among other things that: ‘Safety is still the main barrier to cycling, especially among women’.

No surprise there then.

The recent heavy snowfall had a big effect on driver’s attitudes to one another. There were widespread break-outs of tolerance, patience and community spirit as motorists let each other out of junctions and even jumped from their cars to push ice stricken wheel spinners. Unfortunately this new found friendliness to fellow man didn’t seem to cross the barrier to users of other modes of travel.

Over the last couple of weeks ice and snow has been so thick on the ground that pavements have become unpassable. Pedestrians have been forced to walk in the street – as they are entitled to do. I’ve seen cars drive straight at pedestrians, forcing them to jump back on to the pavement! Not isolated incidents either, several times, and including elderly folk and children. We cyclists aren’t getting any extra seasonal goodwill from drivers either – Caz returns every day with tales of too-close passes by drivers, people zooming past with a roar of engine and cutting in too soon or tail-gating whilst revving their engines ! This to a woman towing a child trailer FFS.

I ‘get’ the idiocy of driving a car at sixty miles per hour with only an A4 sized view-hole on an icy motorway. I saw it with my own eyes the other night. I get that. It’s gross stupidity. I understand that people are stupid. What I don’t get is the punitive swerves, the ‘get off my road’ sheer aggression aimed at cyclists and peds when they ‘get in the way’ of drivers. It makes me want to take up arms against them, to chase them down and shoot the crap out of their car whilst they sit there cowering at the wheel. How [enter desired swearing word here] dare you treat me and mine like we don’t matter. How dare you make our roads a terrifying place to be. In your poxy Vauxhall Corsa. How dare you!

Swedish militärcykel

The simple fact that most drivers in the UK have forgotten – if they ever knew – is that cyclists (along with pedestrians and horse riders) are entitled to use the roads. Entitled. We don’t use the road with the permission of motorists (there’s the feeling sometimes that we’re only ‘allowed’ to use the roads when there are no cars around and by golly we better get out of the way when they arrive). Cyclist’s entitlement to use the road is enshrined in law. Motorists on the other hand require a driving licence which requires a test of competency and a knowledge of the laws pertaining to driving. But that’s not all, motorists must also be a certain age and be insured. Their car must conform to a set of rigourous safety standards, be registered and after a few years must undergo annual safety checks in the form of a MOT test. And motorists must pay Vehicle Excise Duty. It is this VED which confuses many. Motorists imagine that it is called Road Tax (it hasn’t been called Road Tax since the 1930s When Winston Churchill was minister for roads) and – crucially – that payment of this ‘tax’ gives them some kind of right to use the road along with the entitlement to lord it over more vulnerable road users.

It’s very simple: cyclists have a right to use the road, motorists have no such right. Motorists must obtain a licence. So we should be treated with the utmost repect then right? Sadly not. In many motorists eyes we are somewhere below dogs and above street furniture  in the hierarchy of objects which should be steered clear of.

‘Safety is still the biggest barrier to cycling’. Actually as we are probably all aware – ‘The health benefits of cycling outweigh the dangers by a factor of twenty to one’, but how many more people would be pedalling if the roads were safer? There is only one source of danger to cyclists – aggressive or incompetent drivers of automotive carriages. Forget bike lanes and cycle paths, in fact forget cycling ‘infrastructure’ completely. We have a very well made and extensive network of cycling facilities; it’s called the roads. Removing the danger from our roads is a simple job and way cheaper than ghettoising cyclists into their own farcilities. Driver education combined with high quality punishments. Simple.

When I feel scared to let the kids walk to school because I see cars doing near twice the speed limit on an icy local road it’s clear that our car worshipping culture needs to be reined in. And reined in hard. 3000+ people are killed every year on our roads. It’s a massacre. An air crash every month.

No more Mr Nice Cyclist – We’ve waved bad drivers on with a cheery grimace for too long because we wanted an easy life and look where it got us. The next time a taxi cuts too close I’ll report the driver to the council department which issued his license to trade. The next time a suit in a Beemer swerves at aggressively me I will report the incident to the police. And the next time some twerp in a Range Rover threatens the safety of the people I love they’d better hope I haven’t gotten around to installing a Sidewinder heat-seeking missile to my bike.

They don’t have the right to scare us off the roads.

(The London) Cycle Show Report

Friday, October 8th, 2010 by Mick Allan

I can’t resist a Cycle Show. I love Spezi for the fringe, the Hand Made Bicycle Exposition for the eye candy, and the Cologne show, Interbike in Vegas and Eurobike in Friedrichshafen for their sheer mind numbing enormity. Milan and Paris have their own individual characters, but I have the longest relationship with the London show. It’s been held at many different locations over the years: Olympia, Olympia 2, Alexandria Palace, and Docklands Excel. ‘Cycle Show’ (for that is what it is called, they couldn’t afford a ‘the’) has settled in to Earls Court, its latest home, very nicely. The last three or four years of steady growth has coincided with a substantial increase in cycling in the UK, particularly in London and the 2010 show (which I attended yesterday and runs until Sunday) is now as big as any I’ve ever attended.

Bianchi beauty

It’s great to see the latest incarnation of The London Cycle Show expand year on year because it’s been through some lean years; a couple of decades ago a few cycle companies started the trend of hosting their own private dealer shows. One by one they pulled out of the one big annual, national multi-brand trade show altogether which left it severely diminished. I’ve been to a few of these individual dealer shows, usually hosted at some country hotel or other, where the day is mapped out and hapless dealers are herded towards bike sales programmes like cows to the slaughter. Ask the cheque writer in any bike shop if they’d prefer to finance many trips to many individual single brand shows or one trip to one big show…

Carbon carbon carbon

Giant, Trek, Marin, Raleigh and Madison are all big players in the UK market but all are absent from the attendance register. You may not have heard of Madison but they are the UK’s official importer of Shimano cycling products, meaning that Shimano, who have totally dominated the world’s cycle component market for the last twenty five years had no official presence at the show (though of course the show was awash with bikes carrying their components). Some of the biggest brands in the UK cycling market, conspicuous by their absence. They’ve all made plenty of money from this particular ‘sales territory’ so I think the very least they can do is support our national show.

Grumble over.

The man.

There was a lot to see this year – there was some fabulous new gear and the usual high-end blingy stratospheric carbon stuff always gets me salivating. Campagnolo, SRAM, Specialized and Bianchi had some extraordinarily beautiful products on display. Every year these companies up their game, I don’t know how they do it but so many of their bikes were profoundly, jaw-droppingly gorgeous. I suspect someone at Colnago sold their soul to the devil.

PARiS by Condor. Lush.

Encouragingly there were also a good number of small/new companies exhibiting new and innovative products such as Bike-Eye, Spencer Ivy, Breeze Blockers and MyVelo. If this show is anything to go by, the UK cycle industry is on an up and it was certainly a pleasure to see some familiar UK brands in rude health; Brompton, Pashley, Hope, DMR, Condor, USE, SiS, Endura, Moulton and Polaris. All UK companies and all doing very well thank-you-very-much and not just in the UK, internationally some of them and during a recession! Pure brilliant. I’ve known many of these folks for years so it really is a pleasure to see their success.

PARiS

It was also good to see small makers like Bernds, Kemper Fahrradtechnik and Patria make the trip from Germany – they were a very welcome addition.  Quest 88 headed up an expanded special needs section. I fully expected to find endless rows of cookie-cutter band-wagon flouro-fixies but there weren’t very many at all. The fixed wheel bicycle buyer certainly has plenty to choose from, every brand has at least one in the line-up, but it seems to me that the quality is on the rise and there’s a move away from the flourescent towards a more retro vibe. Bianchi and Condor had it nailed.

Celeste on celeste

Strangely absent this year; cargo bikes, cargo trailers, kids trailers and trailer bikes. I understand why there were only one or two recumbents but there was hardly a kids bike to be seen. Unless I missed it there wasn’t a single trials bike so I guess that bubble has burst. What the industry is pitching at the trade (and by extension to the public) is still largely road bikes, mountain bikes and a few (increasingly trendified) city bikes.  Shame.

Real steel Colnago

My Best Stand Award (if such a thing existed) would go to Early Rider for their beach scene complete with vintage ice cream trailer (converted to serve beer!) And for me the Best Trend of the show was the very welcome re-emergence of spangle. Here and there throughout the hall (and in particular on at least two high-end De-Rosas) was glitter – proper big chunks of metal flake with high-gloss lacquer deep enough to swim in. It was metal-flake to make a seventies hot-rod proud. It may not be to everyone’s taste but I’m biased since I’m old enough to remember spangly boob tubes.

Skyway colour ways

The coolest wall in the room....

made up of individual snaps like this. Brilliant.

Tidy Condor

and a tidy Italian

Not gas pipe.

Yes it's a Pashley with a mech!

Purdy pedals

Pashley three speed fixed wheel. Where's the clutch...?

Folding - Rohloff equipped - suspension - trike. Lordy.

Trade stands simply don't get better than this. Trailer had a keg in it!

Fast folder

Picnic?

Paul Smith Principia

Thousands and thousands and thousands of pounds

Thousands of hours! It's all wood.

And the most famous bike in the world.