@m_holloway for some reason I can't DM you on here. Anyway, in answer to your question : yes, I'd love to but I might miss the first two innings. See you soon my friend.
Every day I see such complete assholery on the streets here. Every single day. It's a city full of hate, there's probably no other place like it in the world. Forget the bike lanes, devote that money to finding some way of injecting souls into these fucked up people.
@mathwithmstong You've got to live where you can be happy. Or at least somewhere that doesn't go all out to crush you down. Thanks for the support and kind words you've had for me many times on here. It's really appreciated. I will follow you with my personal account to stay in touch.
Spending all the time I've done in Montreal this month I never saw anything like this even once. Here, when it went down I was like, 'alright, here it is: Toronto'. You just expect it here. Just another slap in the face for existing here.
So, what's set me off: I'm biking down Dundas E. Car parked in the bike lane at Carlaw. Lots of room in the traffic lane, so I signal and move over. Pickup truck (Scarborough) way back is offended and guns it at me, honking and yelling.
Of course although they're in a hurry they've got time to come along side, swerve at me and call me out to fight. Just burn this trash heap to the ground. It's wrong, it's broken, it's designed to be broken. It's not going to change.
You might think I'm having a mental breakdown. I'm not. I'm having a mental breakout: reflecting on how much damage this place has done me, and how strong I've been to not let it destroy my family, and to keep my own heart strong. Nah, I'm angry, but it's all good.
@Ward14Bikes@CycleToronto @PDerochie @Toronto_Hydro Hard choice between the potential hook and the guaranteed abuse you'll get being assertive on your bike. If you've got to be perfect to be cycling maybe there's another issue going on.
Big time wipeout on the bike yesterday. Chain broke while I was climbing. Just some skinned legs and a bit of a sore wrist, so no big deal. I have so much experience crashing my bike I'm pretty good at it by now.
Back in Toronto since last night, it's taken just one walk with the kids to school and one ride to work for the old feeling being a prey animal to come back. This place is just sick and I despise every single hour I'm stuck here.
Remembering legendary Toronto bike messenger Biker Bob Byers who died after a heart attack on the job on June 16, 2005. On June 16, after 18 years on the road, 58-year-old veteran messenger Robert "Biker Bob" Byers delivered his last package of the day to 20 Queen West.