I am back to work after a month of cycling Bolsover’s quiet, rural roads. Back to commuting on a heavier, slower bike. Back to interrupted rides. Back to bikeways, traffic calmed streets and seawalls.
It is quite an adjustment. For a month, there were no traffic lights. Few cyclists. No congestion. No noise. And, no road rage. I travel more slowly now. Share the road with numerous cyclists and cars. And, I pedal more carefully now. More defensively.
There are a lot of commuters in Vancouver but they represent a very small percentage of the people on the road. Despite having a growing infrastructure and a supportive city council, the number of bike commuters has not increased. I don’t understand why. It is faster, less expensive, good for the environment and, good for you. You would think that would be reason enough.
I enjoy my morning commute and lengthier, circuitous route home in the evening. It is an opportunity to log extra miles, tackle a few more hills and, explore the city. But I miss the uninterrupted, rural rides. I miss the clean country air. And, I miss my faster, lighter road bikes.
I am back to looking forward to the weekends, and my weekends are longer than most, when I get back on the road bikes and search out quieter, smoother roads.