Tuesday, January 1, 2019

The BAG I'm in

Took my first ride of the year today. Unlike my first ride of 2018, I did not get any flats. I'm hopeful that 2019 will go as smoothly as my first ride.  Also unlike last year's ride, I tried some difficult hill climbs. I don't love climbing hills, but I don't hate it anymore either. I also get a thrill out of realizing that I'm in better shape now than I was twenty years ago.

Like many cyclists who live in urban areas, I belong to a bicycle advocacy group (BAG). That's not altruistic on my part. It's purely pragmatic. My BAG advocates not only for better bicycle infrastructure, but for better roads in general.

It used to be that I would go about half-a-mile out of my way to avoid three blocks of severe potholes on the way downtown. No longer;  the advocacy group got the city to repave the worst of the bike route. The potholes are gone, the bike lane repainted.

A year ago I had to add a mile to my trip if I were coming back from getting coffee. But...yup, the local BAG (in combination with a pedestrian advocacy group) got the city to add a protected bike path that actually cuts more than a mile off of the trip. The path was originally set to be paint-only, but the city was persuaded to modify that plan for the greater protection of cyclists.

I paused a moment before entering this lane, because I was so jazzed about it.

One of the things I really love about my local BAG is that they're transparent. Via their web site, they inform the public of what they're doing and what progress they have made.

And a bonus picture:

Should there be sharrows on the sidewalk for these guys?
In keeping with my standard New Year's Eve celebration, I stayed home and didn't celebrate in any way. And for the twentieth year in a row, I didn't make any resolutions. 

Happy New Year to both of my regular readers!


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