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I’m not some arrogant cyclist, insisting on my right to be somewhere - I use what is often the only road that takes me where I want to go. Personally, I find windy b-roads a bit scary too, and there’s a downhill I have to take that’s got a ‘cycle lane’ painted on, with cars parked on the left of me (so if anyone opens their door, I’m dead), cars in a narrower-than-usual lane to the right of me, and a diversion onto the pavement at the bottom, with a bus stop for the unwary to crash into. So basically every segment of a cycle journey is terrifying one way or another, and I just have to not think about it too much or I’d never go anywhere.
I’m not some arrogant cyclist, insisting on my right to be somewhere - I use what is often the only road that takes me where I want to go. Personally, I find windy b-roads a bit scary too, and there’s a downhill I have to take that’s got a ‘cycle lane’ painted on, with cars parked on the left of me (so if anyone opens their door, I’m dead), cars in a narrower-than-usual lane to the right of me, and a diversion onto the pavement at the bottom, with a bus stop for the unwary to crash into. So basically every segment of a cycle journey is terrifying one way or another, and I just have to not think about it too much or I’d never go anywhere.